PROLOGUE
GOOSE
SOMETIME DURING WILD NIGHT
Cidney eyesme from the corner of the room. She’s hot as fuck. I know she’s off-limits, not just because she’s Ivy’s cousin, but because he declared her as that—off-fucking-limits—a long-ass time ago. He made sure to tell everyone she was not to be looked at, let alone touched.
But I’m not a very good listener.
I’m about to break a very serious rule, because I’m not sure I can stay away from her. I’m not sure I’ll be able to keep from touching her. My fingers ache at the thought of not having her in my grasp.
“The fact you’re here means there’s something big happening,” Cidney announces.
Her back is to me as she stands in her kitchen, facing the single-cup coffee machine. I watch her, a bit surprised that she’sliving on her own at her young age. But I guess I don’t know much about her other than I want to know what her pussy feels like wrapped around my cock.
I walk into the kitchen and lean my hip against the counter, unable to look away. Actually, unable to keep my eyes off her. She’s beautiful with her blonde hair and blue eyes. Cidney could be a model. She’s just that fucking naturally pretty.
“Something big is happening,” I admit, but that’s as detailed as I’ll get about it.
She turns toward me slowly, her eyes finding mine. I watch as they widen, then she blinks a few times before she speaks. I’m not sure what she’s waiting for, but clearly, she’s got something to say. I can see it in her gaze, working just behind her eyes. Part of me wishes Maverick were here to take her in, to take her with me. The other part of me is glad he’s not.
“What happens now?” she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.
“I stay here, make sure nobody tries to use you as leverage.”
Her tongue slides across her bottom lip, then she sucks in a breath and places her palms on the counter. I watch her, waiting for a response. Whatever she’s got to say, it’s swirling around inside her head.
I’m patient enough that I can wait, though.
At least at the moment.
While I still wrestle with the fact that I’m going to break a huge fucking club rule tonight, there is no way around it. The only thing I can hope for when this is finished is that Ivy doesn’t actually kill me.
Cidney lets out a heavy sigh, taking me out of my own thoughts, and her eyes flick down to her hands before they lift and shift to meet mine.
“Okay,” she breathes. “Is Justin going to be alright?”
My lips twitch into a smirk. “He’s fine,” I assure her.
Pushing off the side of the counter, I move toward her. One step, then another. When I’m close enough, I slip my hand around her waist and grip her there, then gently pull her body against mine until her chest presses against my torso.
Dipping my chin slightly, I look into her eyes. I’m not sure what I’m looking for when I do, maybe hesitation or disgust, but I find neither. In fact, when her nostrils flare, I know she wants more, which only fuels my fire.
“Goose,” she exhales, her voice sounding very close to a moan.
I don’t give her the chance to say anything else. I clearly have only one thing on my mind, and that’s my mouth anywhere on her body. I need to make her whimper and moan. I need to hear all her sexy little noises.
Her lips part the moment my mouth touches hers, a silent invitation to slip my tongue inside her.
I do.
Happily.
Her hands slide up my torso, pressing against my chest as she breaks the kiss and shifts backward slightly. With a grunt, I reluctantly loosen my hold on her. She keeps her palms on my chest as her eyes search mine, her lips swollen from my kiss. Fuck, she’s even prettier this way. It makes me want to know right this second what she looks like freshly fucked.
“Goose,” she exhales.
“I want to fuck you, Cidney.”
