Page 61 of Suit

Sounds good.

He’s at the strip club that the Serpents of Chaos MC own. I wonder if Suit is there with him. I’ve packed everything Alexei bought me and put it in a bag. When I hear the rumble of the motorcycle, I step outside and ask the guard to let me out. He checks with Alexei first, of course, and then opens the gate.

Angel gets off his bike and removes his helmet, handing it to me. “You’re going to get me killed,” he murmurs, but he doesn’t sound too put out by the fact.

“Why?” I ask, but he smirks.

“We going home?” he asks, scanning my eyes.

“Yeah, Angel. We’re going home.”

He gets back on his motorcycle, I put on his helmet, and climb on behind him. My hands wrap around him, not tightly like I would with Suit, but comfortably.

He takes a longer ride home, and by the time we get back to the clubhouse, I’m more relaxed.

I’ve gotten off the bike and am running my fingers through my hair when Suit comes outside. He’s wearing his usual white shirt and black slacks, with a black leather belt and shoes. His hair is messy, like he’s been running his fingers through it, and his handsome face looks tired.

His eyes go from me to Angel, and then back again. “Angel, are you fucking kidding me, brother?”

“She asked me to bring her back here.”

Suit walks right up to him and punches him in the jaw. Angel takes the hit but doesn’t retaliate.

“Why did you hit him?” I ask, moving between them. “What is wrong with you?”

“You don’t get on the back of anyone’s bike but mine, Elena,” Suit growls, lifting me and throwing me over his shoulder. My bag falls to the ground.

I glance up at Angel, who is smirking, not looking like he cares that he just got punched in the face. I will never understand these men.

Suit’s hand comes down on my ass, making me jump. “He just gave me a lift!”

“He knew exactly what he was doing,” Suit replies in a low rumble. Once we get back into his room, he lays me down on the bed, his big, hard body coming down on top of me, his arms braced on either side of my head. “Why didn’t you call me to come and get you? I left work because I couldn’t concentrate on anything but you.”

“Because I’m still upset with you,” I answer honestly.

“You’re mine, Elena. You can be angry all you want, but you take that out on me,” he rasps, kissing my lips softly. “You came back.”

“I came back,” I repeat, kissing him back. “But we have a lot to work through, Suit. You’ll have to earn my trust. Actions mean more than words.”

“I know,” he replies, sounding confident. “I’ll make it up to you for the rest of our lives. I’m sorry for fighting this for so long. I told myself that you were too good for this life, and that you wouldn’t be able to handle some parts of me, the darker parts. But the truth is, I was scared of falling in love again. I was scared to be vulnerable with another woman. I tried to stay as far away from it as I could. And then you walked down that aisle.”

“You can trust me, Suit. You don’t have to worry that I will ever betray you,” I vow.

He nods, stands, kicks off his shoes and socks, then removes his shirt, button by button, revealing that deliciously inked body. My eyes roam over his eight-pack, always a weakness of mine, and then down to his cock as he removes his pants.

“I’m going to show you actions right now.” He smirks, kneels, and removes my sandals. He kisses the arch of each of my feet before he pulls down my pants, dragging my panties down at the same time. He then kneels on the bed and removes my top and bra. Now both naked, we both take each other in. He looks at my body like I’m beautiful, even though I know I’m far from perfect, so much so that I might start to believe it.

“All mine,” he murmurs, stroking his hard cock. His strong muscles tighten and bunch with his movements. He’s masculine perfection.

Sitting up on my knees, I take over from him, touching his hard length before lowering my mouth to taste the tip. I didn’t get to go down on him on our night together, but I’ve been wanting to.

He sucks in a sharp breath as I start to take him deep into my mouth, pulling back when I gag a little.

“Fuck, you look so beautiful sucking on my cock, princess. I’ve been dreaming about this.” He tangles his hand in my hair. “That’s right, keep licking me just like that. You’re such a good girl, swallowing your first cock. This is going to be the only one you ever put your mouth on, Elena.”

I nod around him and keep sucking him. “I’m going to come. I want you to swallow every drop.”

I moan around him, keeping the same rhythm until he finishes. I swallow it all, not hating his taste.