Outlaw Revenge (Back Down Devil MC #1)(44)

“Good. Glad we got that out in the open.”

“But mark it in your f*cking mind,” Jace said, “I don’t expect something in return. And you better not expect me to do it again. We’re all putting a lot of trust in you, bro. You better not f*ck us over.”

Gaige looked at Jace. Just staring at the son of a bitch made Gaige want to fight him. “The only thing I’m going to f*ck is in the back of the clubhouse.”

Jace lifted his beer bottle and tipped it toward Gaige. “Then cheers.”

Gaige hit his bottle to Jace’s and walked away.

“Fucking *,” he mumbled.

At Griffin’s door, Gaige opened it and found Emily and Griffin hovered over his desk. He turned and nodded at Gaige.

“In one piece,” Griffin admired.

Gaige opened his leather. “Not even a f*cking scratch.”

“Jesus Christ,” Griffin said. “You’re f*cking crazy.”

“That I am.” Gaige put a hand out and smiled at Emily. “Come on, beautiful, quit doing his work. He gets paid to be the bitch.”

“Thanks for your help, love,” Griffin said.

“Anytime,” Emily said.

The moment Gaige touched Emily’s hand, he pulled her close and lifted her up. He kissed her and let out a breath of relief. He rushed her out of the room and hurried down to his room. Before he could kick the door shut, he was reaching for Emily’s shirt.

“Off, beautiful,” he ordered. “I had a f*ck of a day and I need you right now.”

Emily laughed and took her shirt off. Gaige began to match her. In silence, they turned it into a sexy game. Shirt for shirt. Pants for pants. Emily wiggled her perfect hips as she stepped out of her panties. Gaige stripped off his boxers, showing Emily what her body did to him. He was thick and hard. The only thing left was Emily’s bra. She unsnapped it and let it fall to the floor.

Gaige swooped in, cupping Emily’s breasts in his hands. It was such a powerful feeling. His hands, just a short while ago, were guiding his motorcycle to chase down those *s from Eight Under. With his right hand, he pulled the trigger of his gun to end the life of the second gunman. And now his hands held Emily’s warm breasts. His thumbs moved across her erect nipples with ease, causing Emily to moan with pleasure.

Gaige kissed Emily and forced himself between her legs. He could feel the burning warmth of her body. She clung to him as he lifted, pressing harder. Emily reached down and gripped Gaige with both hands. She stroked him. Gaige broke the kiss and looked down, loving the sight of his thick cock sliding in and out of Emily’s small hands.

“Fuck, are you trying to end this early?” he asked.

“I can’t help it. I have to touch you, Gaige.”

“Get on your f*cking knees and taste me.”

Emily’s cheeks turned red. She came forward and kissed Gaige’s chest. She ran her lips down his chest to his stomach as she bent her legs to get to her knees. Her hands still moved on him, sliding up and down his giving length. Finally on her knees, Emily took one hand off Gaige. She gripped him tight at the root of his erection and quickly slid her lips around him.

As her warm mouth covered him, Gaige put his head back and groaned. It was f*cking perfect. Just f*cking perfect.

Emily pulled back and came right back down. Gaige thrust forward with a grunt and Emily moaned. The vibration of her sweet little voice on his tough cock made Gaige want to explode in her mouth. He reached down with both hands and stroked her hair as she continued to suck him. She moved just as he wanted her to do; full of pleasure but not quite enough to force him to come. It was just for fun.

Gaige stared down, switching between her eyes and the sight of her lips as she moved on him. Gaige enjoyed testing Emily, pressing a hand to the back of her head and thrusting forward, watching her eyes widen and her mouth stretch.

When Gaige pulled from Emily’s mouth, she quickly went back to stroking him.

“Up, beautiful, now,” he said.

Emily hurried to her feet. Gaige pushed her to the bed and was there in a second, his hands on her knees, forcing her legs open. He watched her gentle folds opening, the erotic aroma of her sweetness filling the air in the bedroom.

As Gaige came forward, Emily groaned. He touched her tight hole and pressed until she opened for him.

“How the f*ck are you so tight?” Gaige growled as he thrust deep into Emily.

Emily couldn’t respond. She cried out and arched her back.

Gaige put his hands to Emily’s hips and pulled back slowly. Inch by inch, feeling Emily’s insides. He hated to leave her body, but he had no choice. Gaige left Emily stranded for a few seconds as he took out a condom and rolled it down his length. Her hands were tight around the bed sheets, her eyes wide as Gaige came back at her. There was no slow movements now. There was no delicate passion.

Gaige wanted to f*ck Emily.

He thrust so hard that the entire bed started to move. Gaige pressed his hands on Emily’s lower stomach. He brought his right hand down and gently massaged Emily’s clit with his thumb. Emily tried to squirm but Gaige’s strength was too much for her. Gaige smiled, enjoying Emily writhing in wicked pleasure.

“That’s right, beautiful,” Gaige said. “Feel it. Never f*cking forget it. Come all over me, Emily.”

Emily growled and Gaige thrust harder. He took his thumb from Emily’s clit and ran it up her body to her left nipple. He swirled, leaving Emily’s wetness on her body. Her nipple became intensely hard.