I swallow the emotion clogging my throat and let out a big exhale. “Thanks for that, Decker. I really needed to get you out of my system.”
He goes impossibly still, his brows pulling down. “That what I am, Grace? Out of your system?”
“Yes. Aren’t I out of yours?” I wiggle beneath him, trying to free myself.
But he’s unmoving, his body restraining me, his still-hard cock locking me in place, eyes dark and full of an emotion I can’t quite place.
The air shifts, and he hums. “So a rival MC, huh? I get it now. Why you didn’t go to Axe and Jack. You’ve been spending your time with the enemy.”
I narrow my eyes. “What’s your point?”
“That’s what you’re scared of, isn’t it? What’ll happen if they find out. Bet you can guess. Axe gets wind of this, and you’re dead.” He breaks into a dark grin. “And that would be a damn shame.”
Unease washes over me, stealing the last of the high I was riding only a minute ago. “You’re throwing out threats with your dick still inside me? Fuck you, Linc.”
With a chuckle, he pushes up. On his knees, still looming over me, he jerks my legs apart and smirks, his focus fixed on my pussy, on the cum dripping out of me.
With a scowl, I clamp my legs shut.
“I wouldn’t stay in this car too long. Cops find you in here, and you won’t like what happens. The heat in the trunk will get you an easy dime in prison.” He tucks his dick back into his pants and then tugs on his hoodie. “And I wouldn’t go trying to take anything else that doesn’t belong to you. Or your brothers will have another reason to want you dead.”
I shake my head. “Jesus. What the hell does Axe have on you for you to be running his shit like this?”
He shrugs. “All that matters is that you’re gonna help me get out of it. I’m your brother’s bitch, and now you’re back to being mine.” He opens the door and jumps out, then turns and tosses me a tight smile. “Thanks, Grace. You’ve been thoroughly fucked out of my system.”
He slams the door, and I’m left breathing hard, with Lincoln Decker’s cum running down my thigh.
18
Grace isnotout of my system.
If anything, she’s wormed her way in deeper. Like a fucking virus, she’s infiltrated my blood. Invading, attacking. It’s been three days since I fucked her, and I cannot get the woman out of my goddamn head.
Doesn’t help that I’ve been roped into her shit. That fuck would have killed her, had I not intervened. Men like Keegan. Like the Sinners. They don’t know when to quit. I told him to get the fuck out of my town, and he paid me a visit instead. At my fucking house.For a little chat,he said.
More bullshit I’ve been dragged into because of a fucking Donovan.
Despite that, Grace has become the unwelcome star of my every thought. A fixation I can’t kick. One look from that woman, and my pulse punches against my chest and my fingers twitch to touch her. It’s an itch I can’t scratch, gnawing at me in the quiet hours of the early morning, twisting into something I don’t want to name.
It’s a problem. Thesefeelingsare a problem.
I was ready to drop a fucking body for her.
But I’mout of her system.
Maybe I need her naked again. Tits bouncing. Eyes wide as I clamp my hand around her throat, those sweet little noises falling from her mouth. Maybe I need to handcuff her to my bed and keep her there until she’sout of my systemlike I’m out of hers.
“Don’t touch anything,” I bark at Murphy as we approach the Sinner clubhouse. Allen’s taking point, strutting ahead of me and Miller as Murphy treads behind us.
“I’m not an idiot,” Murphy snaps.
“We don’t have a warrant,” I remind him, “and if their lawyer’s in there, she’ll make sure no one cooperates.”
“I’ll handle that bitch,” Allen says. “She gets too mouthy, she’ll be on the floor with her hands behind her back just like the rest of them.”
“I’d uh, tread lightly on that one, Sergeant,” Miller pipes up. “Graves gets a little touchy when it comes to his woman.”
Allen chuckles. “If McKenna has a problem with how I do my job, he can come talk to me about it. My fists could use a little exercise anyway. But we’re not here for him.”
