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Nelle put her coffee cup down.
Nova grabbed her hand. “I was there. The pizza place. I saw…”
“You saw?”
“I saw,” Nova repeated. “Linc flipped the table. He held me down and kept me safe. It was just…”
“I’m glad you had someone to do that for you,” Nelle said. “Obviously my sister didn’t!”
Nelle jumped up and took off running for the door. Custer and Warden turned their eyes away from their morning coffee and glass of whiskey.
As Nelle ran, she felt her heart racing uncontrollably fast, waiting for someone to grab for her and stop her. Some dirty outlaw who could throw her over his shoulder with ease. Who wasn’t afraid of getting scratched and screamed at by a woman.
She pictured herself being tied up. Chained up. Handcuffed to a bed or in some storage closet or something even more dangerous.
The adrenaline kicked in and she ran. Out of the clubhouse. Through the parking lot. The big gates were slightly ajar, opening more and more. Nelle saw her only chance to run like hell, away from the motorcycle club.
Reminding herself that she came here last night with Slade. That she drank so much whiskey straight that she threw up on his boots, on his floor, and on herself. That he stripped hernaked and put her in the shower. That she wore one of his T-shirts right now and was not wearing panties.Those were left on his bathroom floor like some naughty trophy.
A van pulled into the parking lot and the guys at the gate walked to the windows. Nelle positioned herself behind one of the open gate doors and slowly inched along and around. Nobody called her name. Nobody called the generic‘Hey! Who are you?’
Nelle escaped but she was far from free.
After finding her car and driving back to the antique shop, Nelle found another bouquet of flowers waiting for her from Bucky, along with another sweet note of him telling her she’s strong and he’ll always be there for her. She threw the note out.
She looked around the antique store, with its musty smell and haunted vibe. Then she went to her apartment and took a proper hot shower. Washing herself head to toe. Her shampoo. Her soap.
She then fell into her bed, belly first. Exhaustion began to overthrow the adrenaline. She caught herself grabbing at the covers though. A familiar ache and warmth tickling at her hips and working down to her inner thighs.
The thought of Slade taking her clothes off. Peeling her panties down her legs…
What if he just kissed me right then and there? Huh? His lips against my lower back. Then moving down. His strong hands bending me forward. Then his hands moving to my ass, kneading and spreading… his hot breath against my pussy. His tongue flickering at me from behind. Teasing my pussy… thenturning me around. Grabbing my hips, holding me steady. His tongue slapping against my desperate clit…
Nelle kept her eyes open the entire time as the lower half of her body began to grind against her own bed. She only paused long enough to reach for a throw pillow and place it between her legs.
Then she started to move again.
Harder. Faster.
Groaning. Whimpering.
Wishing it were Slade’s tongue making her feel good instead of some cheap pillow.
Chapter Fifteen
That Sweet, Delicious Smell
Priest clamped a monstrous hand down on Slade’s left shoulder.
“Better to lost and loved… or something, right?”
“No, Priest. No.”
“Hey, if you want to kill the prospects and enforcers, I’m up for it,” Priest offered. “But she got out of here clean. That’s impressive.”
“That’s the point, Priest. There’s something there. Something hidden.”
“She’s gotten to you, huh?”
