Cracker's POV
“Remember to use protection,” she grinned as I watched him coming up the stairs and on to the porch, playfully ruffling Max’s fur. He took the ball and threw it, making the dog yip happily as he took off to fetch it back.
“Oh, will do,” I replied, eyeing him like a stalker and not being the least bit sorry about it.
“Hey! Does he have a brother?” Grace asked, just as Steel entered though the door. “I could use a good rumble in the sheets myself--- No, Davis! Not in this lifetime!”
Damn, he looked so good! And the way he watched me, suddenly made me fell all kinds of overdressed, despite wearing nothing other than a black skirt and a laced bralette.
“He does,” I answered her question, eyeing the man in my living room with hungry eyes. “Several of them in fact.”
“Have fun,” she said, a little bit of jealously in her voice. “Don’t do something I wouldn’t do.”
I snorted. There was nothing she di
Steel’s POVHoly fucking sexy secretary!I looked my woman up and down, not entirely sure if I had died and gone to heaven. Or still asleep in my bed, because this right here was my hottest fantasy come true! Hell, every man in the room probably had that reaction, seeing that there wasn’t a lax dick in the room anymore…“Ready?” Cracker asked, casually striding up to me, as if she wasn’t a wet dream on legs…“Who are you and where the fuck did Cracker go?” I asked, my mouth hanging open and ready to catch flies. She was wearing a black tight, figure-hugging skirt, coupled with a white button-up blouse. Her hair was pulled back into a sleek ponytail, and for once her wild curls were tamed, hanging straight down her back. Her naked legs looked a mile long and coupled with red heels---Color me a horn-dog because I needed to fuck her!“You can go look for her in my cleavage later, Steel,” she grinned, seeing t
Steel’s POVWhy didn’t anyone tell me how amazing it was waking up next to your woman?I brushed away her hair, which always seemed to be in the way, before carefully leaning down and kissing her cheek softly. Instantly, my cock roared to life, wanting to wake her the best way I knew how and I had to stifle a groan just thinking about sinking my cock balls deep inside of her. But for once, I decided I was going to be a gentleman. To feed her first--- and then eat her out and fuck her!Yep! Sounded like a plan!I couldn’t let her think my brothers raised me to be a hooligan! So as carefully as possible, I detangled our bodies and snuck on a pair of loose jeans, before jogging downstairs. The smell of fried eggs, bacon and toast reached my nose and involuntarily my stomach rumbled.Cook – the in-house chef – was behind the counter, cooking up dinner. He used to be the one single guy who swore he’d stay sing
Steel's POVThe night went on smoothly, as I already knew it would. Cracker easily got along with everyone there – well, most of them anyway… Prez still didn’t like that we didn’t know who her brother was, and was glaring at her all night. Ashly kept making stupid comments, that Cracker only threw back in her face and Knives – annoying little fucker! – kept flirting with her! But that was just to piss me off, so I’d fight him.He liked fighting when he got drunk…“One thing I don’t get,” Knives asked, leaning forward with what I think was his sixth beer of the night. “Why a lawyer? If you hate cops so much, wouldn’t it make more sense to join the mafia?”Cracker smirked.“But the mafia has to play by certain rules in order not to get caught,” she said with her usual smirk and shrugging nonchalantly. “A lawyer can shit in their face and there’s nothing they can do about it!”He threw his head back and laughe
Steel's POV“Hmm,” She hummed when I finally let her breathe on her own again. Her moss-green eyes found mine, and her eyes narrowed at me in surprise. “What was that?”I grinned.“Nothing,” I said, shaking my head. Now was not the time to tell her how I felt. We had more time ahead of us, and I’d have my chance to tell her. I’d make sure of it…Opening the door, we were met with loud blasts of music and the smell of alcohol and smoke. Everybody greeted us with loud cheers and hollers, everybody was eager to meet her. I possessively put my arm around her, warning the others to stay the fuck away, as I led her to a table, where most of the mechanic’s and my closest brothers were seated.“Prez, he’s our president,” I introduced her, sliding onto the bench with her on the inside, so no one else could sit next to her.Pres lifted his glass in greeting but didn’t say anything. He still wasn’t happy about the whole situation with
Cracker’s POV“A party?” I echoed, crossing my arms over my chest, and arched my eyebrows at him. “At the clubhouse?”Yeah, that didn’t sound suspicious – AT ALL!“The brotherhood wants to meet you,” he shrugged innocently, his hands resting behind his head, supporting it. Ok, I love having a naked Steel in my bed, and hell, he could get away with murder if someone saw him like this. Naked, only his groin covered with a thin sheet, while the rest of his gorgeous, tattooed body was on full display. But right now, I was pretty sure he was doing this because he didn’t want me to question him about the club.Especially the women…“You mean they want to interrogate me, to see if I’m good enough for you?” I asked, seeing right through his little plot.“That,” he confessed--- and before I could react, he launched for me and pulled me onto the bed. I let out a surprise squeal and giggled like a schoolgirl when he n
Steel's POV“You’re so pussy-whipped it’s not even funny!” he roared, despite it only being me and Knives in the room. He was fuming, as he tore up the floor, prancing between me and his second in command. He took two steps in one direction, but then quickly spun on his heel and got in my face.“I’m trying to win a goddamn custody battle!” he yelled and for a second there, I was sure he was going to hit me. “I can kiss any chances of ever seeing my baby girl if any kind of shit shows up here!”“She gave us her word,” I said, keeping my voice calm on purpose and not taking his outburst personally. “She’ll warn us if shit is about to hit the fan.”“Because women are so trustworthy,” Knives snorted and rolled his eyes. I ignored him because he – as Cracker would say – was biased! He had a bad history with women…“You shouldn’t let your experience with Halley cloud your judgment of other women,” I said, ignoring Knives, and tu
Steel’s POV“You’re researching the club?” I asked, spinning towards her, hoping I hid my anger better than my voice did.We finally ordered pizza!After taking my woman out for a ride, we managed to get inside, before I again fucked her hard on the couch. And because I definitely was going to follow through with my plan of feeding her today – more than just my cock – I restrained myself and ordered us food.That’s when I saw the papers on her desk.At first, I thought it was some case she was working on and averted my eyes. But when I saw a picture of Old-Man, I got curious. With great difficulty, I managed to spell my way through some of the words, but most of it was gibberish to me. What I did understand, however, was that these contained a lot of personal information about all of us…Anger was my first reaction. Why would she have this? And then there was the fear of being used – like some pawn in a big
Cracker's POV“Remember to use protection,” she grinned as I watched him coming up the stairs and on to the porch, playfully ruffling Max’s fur. He took the ball and threw it, making the dog yip happily as he took off to fetch it back.“Oh, will do,” I replied, eyeing him like a stalker and not being the least bit sorry about it.“Hey! Does he have a brother?” Grace asked, just as Steel entered though the door. “I could use a good rumble in the sheets myself--- No, Davis! Not in this lifetime!”Damn, he looked so good! And the way he watched me, suddenly made me fell all kinds of overdressed, despite wearing nothing other than a black skirt and a laced bralette.“He does,” I answered her question, eyeing the man in my living room with hungry eyes. “Several of them in fact.”“Have fun,” she said, a little bit of jealously in her voice. “Don’t do something I wouldn’t do.”I snorted. There was nothing she di
Cracker’s POV“You should report it,” Grace snarled angrily over the phone, and I could practically feel the steam coming out of her ears, even through the speakers. “That’s seriously messed up! You could have gotten hurt!”“They were each other’s alibi,” I deadpanned, throwing the ball down the road one more time for Max to fetch. After my little incident with the cops, I went straight home. Took a long, calming shower and was now sitting on my front porch, nursing a cold beer.What? I’m a nervous drinker!Don’t judge!“And who would I report it to? They’re the authority around here!” I huffed. “Besides, you know how cops are! They’d rather bite a bullet than turn on each other,” I said, unfortunately speaking from experience. I sighed. “And here I was thinking it was only big-city cops who were assholes! What happened to all the nice, fat little sheriffs that loved doughnuts and coffee?”“I heard they’re