“I’d have her wash clothes and wait on Jinxy and the other women hand and foot,” Tess calls out from down in the hall.
“Tess!”
“I’m going, Mad Max, I’m going. I’m just saying…”
“Too damn much…” I grumble while the other women are agreeing with Tess and giving Marcum a headache. I think it’s time I said my goodnights. “I’ll talk with you boys tomorrow.”
“That sure is a saucy little piece you’ve got there, Dawg,” Topper says.
“I’ve noticed,” I answer, not turning around. I’m not sure I want them to see how big I’m smiling.
“Going to take a lot to tame that one,” Marcum agrees. “You’re a lucky man, Maxwell,” Marcum adds, and again I don’t argue. For once, at least in this minute, I feel lucky—maybe even the luckiest man on the face of the Earth.
When I make it to the room, Tess is sitting on the bed, still fully clothed. That’s damn disappointing.
“Before you start bitching, she’s lucky I didn’t do worse,” she grumbles.
“Why do you still have your clothes on?”
“I mean the nerve of her and what kind of woman would just sleep with...What did you say?”
“I said, why do you still have your clothes on?”
“I well…uh…”
“I gave you an order, Kitten. Now explain why you ignored it.”
“You weren’t serious though, that was just for show out there in front of everyone, right?”
“I never put on a show for anyone, Tess. I gave you a direct order.”
“But…Max.”
“Strip.”
“No.”
“Are you defying me?”
“I thought you were taking me back home?”
“What does that have to do with anything?”
“So you’re just going to sleep with me, and then get rid of me? That’s classy, Max. Real classy.”
“No, first I’m going to smack your ass, then I’m going to fuck you raw, and then when you’re able to walk again, we’ll talk about when you want to go home.”
“When I want?”
“Marcum is going to put us up in a safe house the club owns, for a few days. While I figure out my next moves. It’s entirely your decision, Kitten, but I’d like you to stay with me a little longer.”
“Max…”
“I don’t want to give you up yet, Tess. I don’t want you to go. Though, after what’s happened the last couple of days if you feel it’s best for you to go home, Marcum and the boys will see to that too. I know I can’t offer you much, but, for however long we can, I want more time with you.” That’s it. That’s as honest as I can be with her. I’ve laid it out, and the next move is entirely in her hands. I don’t think I’ve ever been nervous before in my life, but I’m pretty sure that’s what I’m feeling right now. She leaves the bed and comes to stand in front of me. There’s something in her eyes that I can’t read.
“What happened to my caveman?”
“He’s giving you one chance to leave.”
“And if I don’t?”
“Then I’m bending you over this bed and fucking you so hard that you taste me in the back of that pretty little throat of yours.”
She takes a couple of steps away from me, and I’m preparing myself for letting her go. When she pulls the sweater up over her head, I start breathing easier.
“This is crazy,” she says throwing the sweater down on the ground. “We’ve only known each other a couple of days,” she continues, undoing her bra. Her small, perky breasts are pebbled so hard; they look physically painful. I love her tits. The perfect size to tease, or suck. Hell, I could almost suck them in my mouth entirely. Her nipples are pink, round and close to the size of a dime. They make my mouth water. Hell, everything about Tess makes my mouth water.
“For however long we have to steal from fate, Kitten, we don’t worry about that shit. Because I can promise you, it feels as if you’ve always been a part of me.”
Her hands stall on her pants after she unlatches the button and zipper. Her eyes find mine, and there are tears swimming in their depths. “I felt that way, Max, from just reading your file.”
My stomach rolls and I wish yet again, I had made different choices. Then again if I hadn’t, I might never have met Tess. Fate is a fucking bitch.
“You’re taking too long,” I have to clear my throat to just get the words out.
“I have a problem,” she says and before I can respond carries on, “Your Uncle’s boots are seriously ruining the sexy striptease I wanted to do here.”
She huffs out the last part and sits down on the bed. I’m as surprised as she is when the laughter escapes me. I lower down on my knees in front of her. “Yeah well, they might not be sexy, but they came in handy when dealing with Jenna.”
“Do not mention her name in here if you want to get lucky, Max.”
I fake a heavy sigh as I finish taking her boots and socks off. My fingers brush over her ankles before taking one foot and using my thumbs to massage the balls of her feet. “I’ve been slacking,” I tell her, picking up her other foot to repeat my actions.