You are so hot.I’m the luckiest woman ever.Now put on some clothes because that view is for me only.
Xanthe being possessive is hot as fuck.
Ghost
I want you, now.I’m coming over.
Xanthe
Better hurry or I’m starting without you.
I get dressed in record time and get on my bike.
“I don’t like it,” I tell Xanthe, scowling.The women have invited her on a girls’ night out tomorrow, and they have the prospects picking them up and taking them to Strike.
It makes it easier that they’re going to one of our clubs, though.In fact, I could hide out in the security room and keep an eye on her there.
“What’s that scheming look you have on your face?”she asks, laughing as she peppers my face with kisses.I’ve never been loved like this before.
Never.
I never thought I’d have this, but now that I do, I’m sure as fuck not going to lose it.
I don’t like Xanthe going anywhere without me, or at least with one of my brothers, to protect her.I only got her property patch today, and I need to wait until her party before I can give it to her.I hate the fact that she’s walking around without my patch on her.
I’m sure gossip is circulating about us, but until she’s wearing her cut, no one in the club is going to take it as official.
Maybe she needs a tattoo too.
Property of Ghost.
I’m searching her body for the perfect spot when she holds me still and looks into my eyes.“Tell me what you’re thinking.”
“I’m thinking that I’m going to drive you crazy because I always want to watch over you,” I rasp, pressing a soft kiss behind her ear.“I don’t want to control you.I want you to enjoy life and have fun with the women, but I need to protect you.”
“Okay, you do what you need to do,” she whispers, kissing me.“But I’m going to have fun.And I want to get to know Isla a little more.You seem closer to her than the other old ladies.”
I nod because, for some reason, I feel more comfortable around Isla.
“I’m excited.I’ve picked out my outfit and everything.”She grins with a wicked glint in her eye.“And at the end of the night, I’m going to go home with you, tipsy, and ride you hard.”
“Fuck,” I grit out, my hands cupping her ass.“You can’t talk dirty to me like that when you’re about to leave for your fucking book club.”I press my hard cock against her.“How much time do we have?”
There’s a knock at the door, and I mutter a curse.
“Audrey is here, I have to go,” she says, kissing me softly.“Save those thoughts for later tonight.”
She disappears, leaving me alone in her house.
I pick up my phone and send Romeo a text.
Follow her.
The next night, Xanthe is wearing a short, tight red dress made to drive me crazy.
But the smile on her face is so wide, I can’t help but soften.She deserves a fun night out with the old ladies, and it’s my job to protect them all.
I don’t miss the men staring at my woman.They’d be blind not to, but as long as no one touches her, they will stay alive.
