Semua Bab Minus: Bab 31 - Bab 40

CricketI should have been heading for the hills by now, but instead, I placed my hands on his bare chest and forced him onto his back. I straddled him, kissing his face and chest, pausing in between my greedy attacks. “I need you to stop talking about a fantasy future together that’s never going to happen,” I said. “I need you to help us both forget about a past we can’t change. Tonight, I need Jase to go away, and for you to introduce me to Minus.” I paused, kissing him deeper still, my hand moving to his rock-hard cock. “Then, I want him to fuck me.”“Fast or slow?”“Fast,” I said immediately, and he flipped me onto my back, rolled on a condom, and thrust into me. All my breath left my body with an, “Ahhh.”His mouth claimed mine as he continued to surge into me, his hand cupping my breast before sliding down to finger my clit. I cried out as my orgasm hit, but didn’t have time to enjoy it, as I was flipped onto my stomach. “Cheek to the mattress, Cricket.”My heart raced as I did

Minus“You wanna hear more?” I asked in disbelief.She raised an eyebrow. “I’m here, aren’t I?”“Flyin’ baby Jesus, Cricket. I can’t for the life of me figure out why?”“Would you make up your mind please, Minus,” Cricket ground out. “Do you want me to be a part of this, or not?”“Actually… I don’t know,” I admitted.“That’s not an answer!” she snapped.“What do you want me to say here? To be honest, no I don’t want you involved in my club, because I don’t want you to get hurt. I’d burn the world down if anything ever happened to you, and I’d burn myself with it if it was because I dragged you into this. I don’t want you involved with guys like Viper, or guys like me, for that matter, but I think Cutter may be right. I think together we could save this club from extinction and turn it into something good.”“Then, trust me enough to let me all the way in and tell me everything. I can decide how far down the rabbit hole I go,” she said.“This isn’t Alice in Bikerland. This is real fucki

Cricket“You want my legs open?” I asked, pushing him onto his back and straddling his hips.“Yeah, baby. I do.” He slid his hands up the outside of my thighs, squeezing my ass once he reached it.I ran my thumb over his bottom lip, then slid my finger into his mouth. He sucked on it and I slid it to my clit, pressing the wetness against it. I felt him shift and I shook my head. “Don’t move, Minus.”He grinned, slipping his hands behind his head. “You want control, Cricket?”“I already have it.” I raised an eyebrow. “And I’m gonna continue to have it, hear?”He raked his eyes over my body, his mouth turning up slightly at the corners.“Minus.”His eyes met mine and he grinned again. “You want Minus, Cricket… or Jase?”“Whoever’s gonna behave.”“I’ll surprise you, then.”I shrugged, leaning down to run my tongue between his pecs. God, I loved the taste of him. I kissed my way down his body, stopping at his cock, already hard and waiting for me. I wrapped my hand around the thickness an

MinusCutter’s face turned to stone. “Whatever the fuck you think you may know about my club—”“Oh, I know a great deal about you and the Burning Saints. Much more than you could possibly imagine. It’s partly because of the knowledge I have of such things, that I don’t care about your three million. I know, for instance, that your book contains a vast array of information regarding the various sources of that money, and that is what I’m interested in. Why go after three million, when there are hundreds of millions out there for the taking?”“So, lemme get this straight,” Cutter said. “I’m supposed to hand you some fictitious book in exchange for money that you stole from me. And with the information in said fictitious book, you plan on taking over all my businesses. That sound ‘’bout right?”“More or less. Yes. I believe you get the basic idea,” Viper said coolly.Cutter’s teeth clenched. “Do you know who I am? I am the president of the Burning Saints. Hell, I am the Burning Saints. T

MinusWe reached the medical office of Dr. Gina Gardner, or as she was known to our club, “Eldie,” which was a derivative of L.D., which stood for Lady Doctor. This was unfortunately what Red Dog called her when he was brought into the E.R. after getting a bottle busted over his head in a bar fight. Rather than take offence, Dr. Gardner wore the moniker with pride, and became a trusted friend of the club over the years. We always knew that Eldie would take care of you when needed. Apparently, she’d since moved up from her days in the E.R. and had her own small practice. I was wondering if she’d be as welcoming to the Burning Saints as she once was. As it turns out, I wouldn’t have to wait long. Clutch and I were on opposite sides of Warthog, carrying him up the walkway, and had only made it halfway there when Eldie bound through the front door with a very large Samoan man in nurse’s scrubs, pushing a wheelchair.“What happened to him?” she asked, as the nurse gently placed Warthog int