“Thank you. I owe you everything. If he’d shot her… I can’t even think about it.”
“It’s okay. April’s safe now,” Jinx replied quietly.
“Yeah, but I owe you big time. If you ever need me, I’ll be there for you. No questions, no judgement. What you did tonight means the world to me. April’s alive because you took that shot. It cost you, but you still did it. Thank you.” I cupped the back of his neck and bent his forehead to meet mine. We stood like that for a moment before I withdrew.
“Come on, prospect. Let’s get several top-shelf whiskeys into you and tuck you up. You’re staying with Clio and me tonight,” Chance said.
Jinx looked surprised and drew back, shaking his head. “I’m fine in my bunk.”
“Prospect, you better not be refusing my old lady’s hospitality and her chance to spoil you because I’ll let her loose on you in the clubhouse if I have to,” Chance threatened.
Jinx sent me a beleaguered glance, but followed Chance as our president headed for the exit. I stared at the circle of cops surrounding April’s former room and grimaced. Shit, I’d only gone to get her food, how the hell did this crap continue happening? From now on, I was going to glue April to my side.
One way or another, I’d keep her safe.
Chapter Eighteen.
April
Two weeks after being discharged from the hospital, we attended a meal at Stone’s parents’. They’d been overjoyed that Stone and I were together again. Briar had been standoffish, but I understood that. She was worried about him for no reason. I didn’t intend to hurt Stone, and I was the one taking all the risks here. Stone had betrayed me once; he could again, but I refused to dwell on that.
Stone had brought me back to the clubhouse after dinner as I claimed I’d forgotten something. I’d left a sexy nightie in his bunk, planning to seduce him tonight. Stone kept treating me with kid gloves. The damn man wouldn’t progress past a heated kiss. And I was beyond sexual frustration and was going to get laid, one way or another.
Earlier today, I’d had the full works done at a spa and was ready to impress.
Or so I hoped. As I looked down at myself in the sexy nightie and wearing high heels, I was flooded with doubt. Shit, I was fartoo big to dress like this; Stone would probably laugh. Worries swamped me, and my hands began shaking. As I got up to change, Stone entered. His startled gaze landed on me, and his jaw dropped open.
“Holy crap,” he muttered. Stone’s eyes widened as he checked me over from head to toe, and he swallowed hard.
“Sorry, I thought…” I broke off, unsure what to say.
“I’ll try to be gentle,” Stone forced out, and then I was in his arms, and he was kissing me frantically.
Gentle? Who wanted that?
Our tongues duelled as our lips crashed together. Stone’s cock pressed into my stomach where I’d been shot, and there was a faint twinge of pain, but that wasn’t going to stop me. Damn it, I wanted him! No. I needed him.
Stone’s hands slid over my body, leaving goosebumps where they touched.
Large hands cupped my ass and squeezed, and Stone made an approving noise. His mouth moved away from mine and trailed kisses down my throat, causing me to tip my head back. My pussy heated, and my nipples tightened. I really needed this. I rubbed my legs together in anticipation. Stone devoured my skin, sucking and nipping as he slid the straps of the nightie down.
I didn’t feel stupid anymore; I felt sexy, wanted, and loved. Stone was literally feasting on me. He wrapped my hair around one of his hands and pulled my head back, exposing my throat. Stone latched on, knowing how sensitive I was there. A moan escaped as he teased me by nipping and then sucking the same spot to ease the pinch. Stone’s mouth was hot and wet, and his tongue lashed at me like I was his favourite meal.
My hands yanked at Stone’s tee, needing to feel his flesh beneath it. Stone broke off enough to rip it off before going back to lavishing attention on me. Of their own accord, my fingerstraced muscles that were even more defined than I remembered. Stone tried undoing the ribbons tied into a cute bow between my breasts and growled when he failed. He gripped both sides of my nightie and ripped it down the middle.
I gasped as the silken material fell to the floor and left me naked. Stone made a growl of satisfaction, picked me up, and threw me on the bed. Within seconds, he had shrugged out of his jeans, and I gaped as I saw he was commando. If I ever doubted Stone’s attraction to my body, I didn’t now.
His cock rose thick and hard, and his balls had tightened. Stone dived between my thighs and nestled his manhood against my core. He rubbed his cock against my wetness, making pleased noises as he bent his head and sucked a nipple into his mouth.
A tiny nip sent shivers of desire racing through me. Stone remembered that I liked a little pain when we made love. His fingers pinched my other one hard as I cried out and wrapped my legs around him.
Stone’s cock pressed into me, making me move against him. My wetness spilled out and soaked us both, and Stone muttered in approval as he continued causing twinges of pain. My nipples tightened even harder as he sucked them one by one into his mouth and grazed his teeth over them.
“Stone, I need you inside.”
“Not yet,” Stone replied. “You’re not desperate enough.”
What the fuck? I couldn’t be any wetter than I was. But Stone appeared to be just getting started. His mouth trailed kisses down my stomach and paused. There Stone stared at my scar, which was still red and raised. His brows drew together as he kissed it softly. “I could have lost you because I was a fool.”
