“Not too long ago you were up my ass about your son wanting to be a prospect and how you didn’t want him getting caught up in anything illegal. I told you then, but I’ll remind you now, the Kings are above board for damn near everything. We have our own brand of justice when the situation calls for it, but that will never touch you. We keep our shit in the club between brothers.”
“Club business,” Linzie whispers, her expression one of disappointment.
“That bothers you.” It’s not a question, so I don’t pose it as one.
Linzie sighs. “I don’t like secrets.”
“Club business isn’t about keeping secrets. It’s about keeping our women and children safe,” I explain.
“It’s also a way to make people worry about you and believe bullshit lies being said about you around town or by asshole feds!” she argues. “I need honesty, Gabe. I’m not asking for every detail, but I need enough to know when someone else is lying to me.”
“That’s fair enough,” I concede. “But there are still things I won’t be able to share with you, and you’re just going to have to trust me to do what’s best for the club and for you. I will always put my family first.”
“So, what does this mean for us?” she asks hesitantly.
My hand finds her face, turning so our lips are hovering over one another. “It means no more running. No more misunderstandings. We tell each other what we’re feeling, and we talk shit out like adults.” I kiss her lips softly. “It means you’re mine in every way, and I’m yours. Can you handle that, Vixen? Can you be my ol’ lady and help me take care of this family?”
“I have two conditions.”
I pull back, puzzled and somewhat intrigued by her answer. With a raised brow and a bit of trepidation, I ask, “What conditions?” I sit up and cross my arms over my chest, not sure what I’m expecting her to say.
“I won’t stand behind you or be left out of big decisions. I’m not the type of person to just take orders and obey. If we do this, I’ll stand beside you in everything, you have my word, but you must do the same and give me the respect I deserve as your partner.”
“All right. That’s easy enough,” I agree. “And the second?”
Linzie’s cheeks flush and her pupils dilate. She reaches down, tossing the fabric of her dress to the side, opening her legs andexposing her completely bare pussy to me. “I think I deserve a proper apology. On your knees, Pres.”
I lick my lips, rubbing my beard with my hand.
“You’ve been out there with nothing on under this dressat all, in front of all my men and Eli’s? Oh, Vixen,” I reprimand. “You’re definitely going to be punished for that. But first, I guess I owe you an apology.”
CHAPTER 17
LINZIE
“Scoot back onto the bed,” Gabe orders. The tenderness in his voice is gone. In its place is the growly, demanding, brooks-no-argument tone I love so much.
I do as he asks and scoot back to sit up against the headboard, flipping open the bottom of my dress and letting my knees fall open slightly. Crossing my arms, I reach for the tops of my shoulders and drag the top of my dress down and off my arms, freeing my breasts. Finding the two clips and the tie at my waist, I undo them and flip the fabric over the side of the bed, leaving me completely open for Gabe to stare at.
He doesn’t move, just watches, frozen in place. Needing to get him moving, I decide to take matters into my own hands—literally.
Cupping my breasts and thumbing my nipples, I watch as his nostrils flare. His eyes never leave mine as he strips off first his shirt, then his shoes. Tossing them aside, he removes his socks and then unhooks his belt and removes his pants.
My hand travels slowly down my belly to my soaked and now throbbing pussy. Slipping two fingers along the slit of my lips,I wait for Gabe to dosomething. But he’s still standing there naked, stroking his cock as he watches me.
“I was told the best way for a man to apologize is with his mouth.” Gabe puts his knee on the bed, making it sink under his weight, but he doesn’t move any closer yet.
“Show me.” He grunts.
I scissor my fingers and reveal how slick and wet I am for him.Only him.
“Show me. Put them inside and show me.” He grunts again.
My fingers disappear inside my center, and I move them slowly in and out, in and out. With my other hand, I rub my clit in circles, causing my breathing to speed up and my insides to tighten.
“Stop!” Gabe barks. “Now show me.”
I pull my fingers out and raise them up to show him my juice. Gabe leans forward, grabs my fingers and sucks them into his mouth, licking them clean.
