Never Love an Outlaw: Deadly Pistols MC Romance (Outlaw Love)

Brass grabbed my bottom lip with his teeth, sucking it deep into his mouth, flicking his thick, strong tongue over both our lips again and again. It was his trademark, a salacious preview of what was to come.

I reached between my legs and put my hand on his dick. He grunted. Smiling into the next kiss, I pushed my way around him harder, breath hitching when my clit pressed perfectly on his hardness through the denim.

Jesus, to hell with that denim! I wanted him to grab my waist and rip the jeans off right fucking now.

“Brass!” The screen door popped open and banged in its frame.

Mortified, I looked up at Saffron. Brass broke our latest kiss and shot his sister a look that could've cooled the sun. The brunette threw one hand over her mouth and barely stifled the humiliating laughter just in time.

“Well, I was going to ask if you two wanted some dessert...but it looks like you've beat me to the punch.”

Red hot blood filled my cheeks. I tried to look away, fighting to wriggle my way off him, but he wouldn't let go. His fingers stayed tight around my ass, painful reminders of sheer sex stopped in its tracks.

“Go back inside, sis. We'll be in after a little while.” Anger flowed through his voice. Not a shred of shame. “And yeah, keep something warm for us. Lemme guess – it's that patented brownie a la mode stuff, right?”

Saffron looked right at me and gave a curt nod. Oh, God. I thought I'd be sick right then and there, all my redness turning green now that my shame was complete.

“I'll keep it ready for you two.” One more wickedly knowing smile and she went back inside.

I slapped his chest so hard I heard the thud. “Let go of me!”

“You fucking kidding, babe?” he growled, tightening his grip until I couldn't move. “We haven't fucked for days. Shelly makes a mean fucking treat in her kitchen, but I'd give up ever tasting it again for one more taste of you. Right here, right now...”

“But Jackie's waiting for us,” I moaned, desperate to extinguish the guilty fire roaring inside me.

“She can wait a few more minutes. She's probably stuffing her face with brownie and loving it. Come on. Down by the lake.” His eyes narrowed. “Don't bullshit me, baby girl. I know you want this as bad as I do. Things are about to get a lot more fucked up before they get better. We gotta take advantage of these times together, you know?”

I nodded, wondering where he was going. He rocked his rock hard erection into me, raising his hips high enough to lift my whole body, and then I couldn't wonder about anything at all.

I came undone. His dick made me want to jerk and moan like a madwoman, igniting a temporary insanity any courtroom would've approved.

Warm, hot breath poured into my ear. His stubble raked my neck, prickly and masculine. Sexy as hell? Oh, yeah.

Damn! There was that heat again, thawing the glacial shame in my veins, becoming the filthiest kind of lust.

“I'm making sure Fang and his psychos are dead one way or another. Don't know if I'll walk out alive when the big showdown comes.” He kissed my neck, right in the middle, giving me a shudder that silenced all the worries his words wanted to stir. “Only one thing's clear: I'm not leaving this fucking planet without having you as much as I can. I don't care if I die tomorrow with lead in my chest, or in my sleep when I'm a decrepit old bastard. We're fucking, babe. Fucking on demand. Fucking day and night. Fucking to remind you you're my old lady, and you're never gonna get claimed half as hard as when I'm between your legs, filling your *, no matter what the fuck happens from here. Come on. Live and learn. Let's fuck.”

By the time he whispered those last two words, I was a shaking, sweating, sopping wet mess in his hands. My hips were moving on their own, shifting against him again and again, every nerve screaming to be fucked while my stupid head tried to say no.

He wasn't hearing anything without me underneath him anymore. It took me a minute to realize he'd picked me up, and we were heading toward the thick trees near the lake. He carried me in his arms through the cool evening air, into the wilder darkness.

It got a lot cooler when he laid me out on the big flat boulder near the water. It was the perfect height for him to stand between my legs and grind while he sucked and kissed at my throat, like the Earth decided to put it there thousands of years ago just for us.

This is crazy, I thought, shaking my head. Absolutely fucking –

Crazy.

No, crazy was his tongue, sliding down my shoulder as he pulled at my shirt. He was already tearing at my bra strap by the time it was over my head. My breasts popped out into the cool night air, and my right nipple slid into his mouth.

The temperature couldn't have been much higher than the fifties, but I was burning up each time his tongue circled, bowing and dipping, hungrily lapping at my flesh. My nipples softened in his mouth. God, my hips were still rocking, bucking up and down on any part of him they could find.

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