“Everything’s pretty quiet after what went down with the Saints and the FBI.”
“When Dekko told me about what happened to Wolf, I though he was having me on,” Chippie said.
“It’s all true and the Spiders being neutralized is good news for us,” I said.
“Neutralized? Not dead?”
“The FBI can only do so much. The Spiders are still an active club and I suspect it won’t be too long before we hear from them again. In fact, we’ve already heard rumors of guns coming in from Eastern Europe, slated to be sold to the Spiders. We don’t know if this deal is real or if it’s already gone down, but I wanted to give you a personal heads up in case you hear of anything on this side of the pond.”
“I appreciate the update,” Chippie said, shaking my hand. “And be sure to send my best to the Burning Saints and our brothers state side.”
“I will,” I replied.
“Good. Now, let’s go get pissed.”
I laughed and followed him back up to the bar, taking a detour to check on my wife. She had her head turned slightly and was laughing at something Lizzy said, and she looked stunning. Jesus, I couldn’t love this woman anymore.
She glanced my way and smiled, and I couldn’t stop myself from closing the distance between us, pulling her against me and kissing her to the point of frustration.
Maisie tugged my beard gently. “What was that for?”
“Just reminding you how much I love you.”
“It’s not something I could ever forget, love.”
I smiled. “Good.”
I kissed her once more, then headed back to the bar.
* * *
Maisie
Hatch and I snuck backinto my parents’ home, trying to keep our groping as quiet as possible. If we hadn’t been in a taxi, I think I would have taken his cock in my mouth while we drove.
“Jesus Christ,” he hissed. “Need you out of those clothes, Sunshine.”
“I would love nothing more, darling, but you need to stop kissing me long enough for me to see where I’m going.”
He chuckled and tugged me up to our room, closing us in and virtually tearing my T-shirt off my body. Pushing my bra up, freeing my breasts, he palmed the nipples into tight nubs. Not that it took much, I was always a bit nipply around him. I unbuckled his belt and fought with his jeans to unzip them and release his rock-hard cock.
My still clasped bra was constricting me, so I undid it and threw it on the floor, kneeling in front of my man and dragging his jeans and boxer briefs down his thighs.
“That’s not how we do this,” Hatch growled.
I grinned up at him, sliding my mouth over the tip of his cock. “Mmm,” I mumbled, taking him deeper.
He was right, it wasn’t typically how we did this. Normally, we started with his face between my legs, but I had been dreaming of his deliciousness all night, and I fully intended to feast.
Unfortunately, Hatch had other ideas and I was dragged back to my feet, my jeans removedtout de suite,and I was bent over the mattress with a very satisfying smack to my bum. His fingers delved into my already soaked pussy, then his dick was pressing at my entrance and I was moaning into my pillow.
Gripping my hips, he pulled me back slightly, burying his beautiful cock deep. “Is this what you wanted?”
I bit my lip and nodded.
He ran his tongue over the small of my back. “Not happy I didn’t get to taste your pussy, Sunshine.”
I forced back a grin. “Sorry, not sorry?”
