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Thanking her for a wonderful afternoon, I told her I’d ask German about it and headed back to the Clubhouse with a million thoughts in my head and even more questions.
* * *
As soon as German came through the door that next evening, I had a smile on my face.I also had a plan in mind to get him to allow me to go to the meeting with the Knights.
Jumping up from the bed where I’d been reading a Stephen King novel on my phone, I asked, “How was your trip?”
German gave me a look like he knew something was up.“Good.How was your coffee outing with Evie?”
I gave a genuine smile when I answered.“She’s awesome.Thank you for having her come over and take me out to her incredible cafe.I was really starting to get some major cabin fever hanging around the Club all day and night.”
“I’m glad you got it out of your system,” German returned, wearily setting his keys on the nightstand.He knew something was up.Just not what yet.
“I didn’t get it all out of my system,” I continued, hedging hard that I wanted to go with him tonight.“I’m still a little desperate for fresh air.Maybe a night out?On the back of your bike.And some drinks?”Okay, maybe I had pushed my agenda too hard with that last part.
Understanding lit German’s face.“Evie told you about the party at the Knights tonight.”
I shrugged sweetly.“Maybe.”
“You can’t go,” he said then, cutting off my question before I could even pose it.
“Why not?”I demanded, stomping my foot like a child.“Aren’t you going?”
“Yes,” German said, crossing his arms on his chest.“I am.”
“Then why can’t I go?”I returned sullenly, totally crushed by his leaving me behind.Especially since he’d just gotten back from being away overnight.“You don’t want me there?”
Sighing, German scrubbed his hand down his thick beard.“You know that’s not it, Maddy.It’s because it’s too dangerous for you to leave the compound.”
“You let me go to the Raider’s Clubhouse,” I said pointedly.
“And look how great that turned out,” he groused with more than just a hint of sarcasm.
I’d thought we’d moved past the Mouse situation by now, but it seemed we hadn’t.“We had so much fun at the lake with the Raiders.You said so yourself!”
“We did, until we came back to our motel room and somebody had tossed it,” German reminded me then.
“We’ll be with the Club.I’m safe with the Devils.You said so yourself,” I argued back.“I’ll even wear a disguise if you want me to.We can have a return of Lexi.And she can wear a blonde wig this time.Nobody will even know it’s me,” I desperately bartered.
“There’ll be no return of Lexi or the need for a damned wig because you’re not leaving the compound!”German said, fatigue, and irritation fighting for top billing in his voice.
I was fresh out of the shower.My long hair hung damp down my back and I smelled of the strawberry-scented lotion that drove him wild.I was also wearing his T-shirt and a pair of his boxers because I had so few clothes of my own here.I knew how much he enjoyed seeing me in his things, and I decided to leverage that fact to my advantage.
Walking over to him, I looped my arms around his neck and stood on my tiptoes.Rubbing my nose against his, I said, “I’ll be good.I’ll do whatever you say.I’ll stick close to you, Evie, and the Prospects.Please, Christopher.Don’t leave me behind.I want to go with you tonight.You’ve been gone so long and I’ve missed you so much.”
It may or may not have been a cheap trick, but it also happened to be true.I rubbed my hips meaningfully against his to sweeten the pot.Immediately, I felt the bulge of his excitement flex against my abdomen and I shivered with need.
Lifting my chin, German’s mouth descended on mine.Our tongues mated as our bodies entwined.Forgetting my ruse, I surrendered to the passion of the moment and enjoyed his lips slanting roughly against mine.
His hands ran up and down my back, kneading my flesh and crushing me against his chest.I moaned, arching against him, instantly wet the moment his hands were on me.When they palmed my ass and ground me against his stiff cock, I creamed the crotch of his boxer shorts straight through.
My hands reached between us, stroking and fisting his erection through the thick material of his jeans.German humped into my hand, facilitating deeper contact.Dragging down his zipper, I jammed my hand inside the fly and began roughly massaging his shaft as he licked and nipped the sensitive skin of my throat.
A knock on the door sounded then and we reluctantly separated.Ox shouted through it, “Hey German, you in there?”
German took a steadying breath and ran his hand along his mouth where I could see my ChapStick had left them looking glossy and tinted red.Striding over to the door, he yanked up his zipper and cracked it open.
“Yeah, what’s up?”he said shortly, his appearance leaving nothing to the imagination over what we’d just been doing.
