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I chuffed out a hoarse laugh. “Anytime of the day or night, you can count me in.” I held my weight up with one arm. “Want me to pull out?”
“No. Yes. Maybe.” She jerked her head up to stare at me. “You’re cock feels good and it’s making me indecisive for the first time in my life.”
Someone banging on the door made the decision for us. It was Rob. “Storm wants to talk to you. He says it’s urgent. He’s been texting but you didn’t answer.”
I felt like telling him exactly why I wasn’t picking up, but the possessive bastard in me didn’t want him imagining my Aprilia getting railed by me. I huffed out an exasperated breath and eased myself out of the only place I wanted to be right now. “Tell him I’m on my way,” I shouted.
“He asked for you to bring Aprilia.”
“Give us ten minutes to get ourselves together.”
“Sure thing, Mason. Sorry to interrupt your afternoon.”
Fuck, was it afternoon already? I shouldn’t be irritated at Rob. He’d been a superstar today. Our most senior prospect was the one who held the gate until the rest of the brothers could get outside. He had taken charge and given orders to the other prospects like the true leader he was. The man deserved my respect.
I climbed out of bed, my cock still wet from being inside the most amazing woman in the world. I held out one hand to Aprilia. “If we hurry, we can grab a shower before we go down.”
She slid her hand in mine and allowed me to pull her out of the bed. I watched with no small amount of satisfaction as my come dripped down her thighs.
She teased me as we headed for the shower, “Word on the street is alpha males like their women to wear their scent. Is that not a thing after all?”
“I don’t know about other men, but I’m too fucking possessive to allow another man to smell sex on you. It reminds them of all the things they’re missing out on and incites them to lust after you. I’d prefer they never even have a mental picture of you in their fucking minds.”
“Are you being serious right now?” Aprilia asked curiously.
This new woman of mine looked like a fucking train wreck with her hair standing up all over her head, my come dripping down her legs, and the soft sheen of sweat that still coated her skin. Her chest was flushed, probably from coming so hard on my eager cock.
I started the shower as I answered. “Of course I’m serious. You’re my little piece of heaven. They all need to stay away.”
I stepped into the shower and held out my hand, which she once again took without hesitation. “The big issue for me is that men can sus out a woman’s scent, particularly if they’re into you. I could pick up notes of your arousal around me even though you tried to keep me at arm’s length and wore perfume that smelled like apple blossoms. You might think that you’re wearing my scent after sex, but you’re actually wearing both our scents. If you want other men to be able to smell your arousal, I’ll lick you to orgasm and parade you all around the clubhouse. Of course, you’ll need to give me a few minutes to gear up beforehand because there will be fights.”
At this point I didn’t even know if I was being serious as I really wasn’t the kind of guy who wanted to show off his woman in that way. Aprilia just laughed as we soaped each other up. “That’s crazy talk. You make your club brothers sound like dogs after bitches in heat.”
“Maybe we are,” I countered, rinsing the soap off my body.
“No. You’re not.”
I grinned at her, “Mr. Cockalicious has joined the discussion. Although he’s got no nose, he agrees with me that males in general have heightened senses when it comes to aroused females. He even went so far as to suggest it might be an evolutionary advantage that historically enabled males to track the scent of potential mates.”
She giggled, “You’ll have to share more of Mr. Cockalicious’ thoughts another time when we aren’t in such a rush, what else does he have an opinion on?”
I didn’t get a chance to respond because she slid out of the shower, leaving me there standing under a spray of hot water with a stiff cock. With no time or real interest in taking myself in hand, I stepped out of the shower and headed out to the bedroom to get dressed. I’d bet the farm that Aprilia’s hungry eyes would be eating me up as we got dressed.
Chapter 16
Aprilia
Irushed out to the bedroom, dried off, and blow-dried my hair as I thought over what just happened. I had gone from a lonely single woman to being fake engaged to a longtime friend who happened to be a vicious mobster, to hooking up with a guy I had genuine feelings for all in the blink of an eye. Usually, in order to feel secure in a situation, I had to take my time, explore all the details and possible repercussions. This thing with Mason had happened so fast, my head was spinning but I was more certain of this than any other single decision I’d ever made. He was absolutely amazing.
He was intelligent, articulate and got my sometimes weird sense of humor. I smiled at how he picked right up with Cockalicious and ran with it. Then again, he gave as good as he got on a lot of fronts. The sex had been amazing, and I liked sharing and getting to know him when we were intimate.
Hooking up with Mason had clearly been one of my better ideas. We were good together and I wasn’t going to let anyone get in the way of us being together.
Which made me worry about what Storm wanted to speak with us about. Was he planning to give me the boot after his clubhouse was attacked by the mafia that my family and I had mindlessly supported our entire lives? If that happened, where did that leave me? I wasn’t willing to go back to LA. Living in the community without protection would make me easy prey for Chester or any of Don Diavonte’s men who were looking to even the score for me leaving LA in the first place.
I slid on a pair of jeans and a bra. Then started scavenging for a shirt to wear that wasn’t creased. While the clubhouse suite had most amenities, it clearly catered more towards bikers who weren’t bothered about rumpled clothing, and there was no iron or ironing board. I picked up a pale blue silk shirt from my case and shook it out.
That’s when Mason walked into the room, stark naked and sporting enough wood to please any woman. He had his towel flung over his shoulder as he strutted around. Unless I was mistaken, he was preening a bit, showing off for me.
