Goldie:Had work. What u doing now?
Hailey:At the shop. Working.
Goldie:Send me a pic of ur nipple.
Hailey:R u serious?
Goldie:Ya. Want 2 see it up close.
Hailey:I’ll think about it. Customers. Gotta go.
Goldie laughed as he set his phone on the bar counter. “What?” he said to Muerto, who stared at him.
“That was a chick who was texting you.”
“So?”
“Chicks don’t text you. Remember your rule?” Muerto smiled.
“Are you trying to piss me off? I came in here for a beer and to relax, not to discuss my fuckin’ rules and chicks texting me.”
“Which chick’s texting you?” Crow asked as he came from the back room.
“None,” Goldie said.
“I just mentioned his rule about chicks texting him and he went apeshit,” Muerto said to Crow.
“Why’re you pissed about that?” Crow asked.
“Why the fuck are we still talking about this?” Goldie gulped down the last of his beer and slammed the bottle on the counter. “Later.” He marched out, anger pricking his skin as he heard the guffaws behind him. “Fuckin’ assholes,” he muttered under his breath as he headed back to the tattoo parlor.
The brothers were having a real heyday with him ever since they’d seen him and Hailey together at Cuervos a couple of months before. He couldn’t blame them; he’d done the same shit to Muerto, Diablo, and Steel when they were hung up on the women in their lives.Is that what I am? Hung up on Hailey?Never being serious about a woman, he was at a loss as to what the hell was going on with him in regard to Hailey. They’d been wanting to tear each other’s clothes off from the moment they’d seen each other, and they’d finally done it two nights before, but was that something more than just lust?
Over the years, there were plenty of women he lusted after, but he didn’t consider their hookup as anything more than two people pleasuring each other. After it was done, he’d fuck ’em a couple of more times and then move on. Sometimes he was with a couple of women in the same day. It was a lot of fun, but it was no big deal.
Until now.
Hailey was something entirely different. If it was just lust between them, then why couldn’t he get her out of his mind? Why couldn’t he stop replaying their awesome coupling? Being with her wasn’t the same as being with the others; he wanted her all the damn time. Instead of being sated by their fucking, he just wanted more and more.
Liberty waved at him as he entered the tattoo shop, and he gave her a chin lift as he went to his office in the back. He sat down and pulled out his phone. Hailey had texted him but he hadn’t heard it. When he opened it, a shot of desire went straight to his dick. A picture of Hailey’s pink, round nipple teased him. It was hard to understand what happened to him when he saw her perfect buds, but something deep within him yearned to take them in his mouth, lavishing them with soft attention, and then bite, squeeze, and suck them until she cried out from pain and pleasure.
A loud ping.
Hailey:Is that what u wanted?
Goldie:Ya. Got a damn hard-on. Can u come over & fix it?
Hailey:Shop’s too busy. U’re the one who wanted the pic. ;)
Goldie:Smartass. That ass of urs needs a spanking.
Hailey:I’ve never been spanked.
Goldie:I’ll fix that.
The buzzer filled the room and Goldie pushed the intercom button. “What’s up?”
“We have a walk-in and all the other guys are busy. Can you take him?” Liberty asked.
