I feel the softness of a hand on my forearm and her sweet voice is like a calming balm, “Kane, are you okay?”
“Yeah, let’s get you out of here.” She doesn’t need to be around this. Until I can work through all this mess in my head, I think keeping her away from my brothers is for the best.
“I was going to suggest that maybe we could throw the Vipers off a little.”
“What do you mean?” The last thing I want is for her to get involved in any of this. Shit, she already had a run in with Brock and a few others from the Vipers.
“It might take some time, but I could work with Hawk to make false files that I can send to the Vipers. You know a ‘bait and switch’ kind of thing. Maybe set them up for an ambush or something.”
“That would be up to a club vote, and I don’t want you any more involved than you already are.”
“What? Kane, if it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t even know they are trying to get info. I’m involved whether you like it or not. Plus, I’m the best hacker there is, it’s why they contacted me, so you need me,” she says the last part haughtily.
She does have a point, but it’ll still have to be a club vote. Letting someone in from the outside is not how we run things around here. We stick with our inner circle to avoid rats turning on us.
“We’ll talk about this later, let’s get you home.” I gesture for her to grab her things, but she hesitates as her face softens.
“I think Havoc knows something is up with us.”
“Yeah, I pretty much blew it to shit when I reacted to Hawk touching you.” I blow out a frustrated breath, tossing my head back looking up at the ceiling while my fingers interlock at the top of my head. I’ve got to get this shit under control. Enemies look for weakness, and if I want to keep this little wildcat, I’m going to have to do a better job at it. “Don’t worry, I’ll talk with him.”
She starts packing up her stuff and I busy myself unlocking my phone, but I can’t help the surge of irritation in my body. I’m looking through some texts when I hear her voice behind me.
“Kane, can you come here and help me with something?” she asks.
I walk over to where she is, down on her knees on the floor looking for something she dropped.
“What’s up, babe?” I ask blindly searching around for something that she might have lost.
“You know, if you don’t calm down and take things in stride you’re going to keel over by thirty-five, right?” she informs me through her luscious lashes, wetting her bottom lip. My dick starts to straining against my zipper with her on her knees. Our first time together during the rally comes to mind. Even in our drunken state, I can still picture her looking up at me so innocently. “You know I have a way to help relax you.”
Before I can respond, she expertly unhooks my belt releasing me from the confines of my jeans and boxers. Dear god, I thought only women like her existed in porn movies.
“Raegan…” I warn. Christ, I don’t think the door is locked, but right now all the blood has rushed south to my cock from my brain.
“Let me,” she offers and who am I to stop this. The moment she engulfs my hard dick in her warm supple mouth, I start to feel lightheaded.
The groan that leaves me bounces from wall to wall as she takes me all the way in. She pulls out and flattens her tongue licking in long laps from base to tip. Swirling the head, she plays with my balls, and I have to place a hand on the desk to keep upright. My other hand takes a hold of her hair so I can watch her as she sucks me down. Her sapphire eyes never leave mine. The sight in front of me is enough to send a tingle down my spine to my aching balls. She must sense that I’m close because the next thing I know she has me all the way down with her lips at the base sucking and swallowing around my dick. The tightness around my cock shoots the cum like a rocket coating the back of her throat. I see black spots for a moment and reach for my chair to sit down. Raegan is still attached to my dick, cleaning him up as I lay my head back in chair.
Good god, the things this woman can do with her mouth!
Raegan releases me with a pop. I watch her with a satisfied smirk sit back on her haunches and place her arms on my thighs.
“How’s your stress level now?” she asks.
Still trying to get the blood flow pumping up to my brain, I stare at her. How can a beautiful, feisty woman like her want to be with someone dark and twisted like me?
I try clearing my throat finally able to form an actual sentence, “Much better…” She gives me a sly smile and then hops up onto my lap circling my neck with her arms.
“Good, I’d hate to see you in an early grave,” Raegan says then kisses the tip on my nose.
I feel a tightness in my chest as we stay still in comfortable silence gazing at each other. This woman makes me feel things that I’ve never thought I would for someone who’s not family. She’s burrowed under my skin in short amount of time and lit a fire in me.
As I start to place my arms around her small frame, “Babe?—”
The door opens interrupting our conversation and in walks a club whore in only her small panties.
“Hey, baby, I’m here for your nightly usual,” Laura, I think that’s her name, raves. Raegan jumps up from my chair like I’ve electrocuted her. I follow her up while shoving my dick back in my pants as Raegan takes a step away from me standing on the opposite side putting the desk and distance between me and this bitch. She’s staring back and forth at us and our perfect bubble just popped. Laura makes her way around to me and finally acknowledges Raegan. “Oh, I didn’t realize it was going to be a threesome tonight, baby.”
