Burn: Outlaw Romance (Hotter Than Hell Book 3) (17 page)

Before I move away, I reach around Bear and grab a slice of pizza from the box beside him. I don’t look at Dagger. I’ll be damned if I starve while everyone else eats.

“I’m Charley,” Skull’s woman says when we walk behind the bar. She puts out her hand and I shake it. “You got a set of balls on you, girly, I’ll give you that.” She picks up a rag and wipes down the top of the bar. “Haven’t been here in months. Couldn’t stand the place. Skull put his foot down tonight and told me things were changing. I guess he’s right and it’s about time. I style hair for a living. You have Dagger bring you by when you want a cut and some color.”

There’s no way I’m hurting her feelings and telling her I like my hair as is, so I just nod while she keeps talking. “Got no kids but wish we did. Getting too old now and I think we’re a little selfish. Takes lots of money to raise kids nowadays. Skull says he’s quitten’ his job and goin’ to work on the project Dagger has planned out on the highway. My man says they’ll make it work and after things are settled I can cut back my hours at the salon.”

I let her speak without interrupting and learn more about the club than I could possibly pick up from Dagger. No wonder Skull doesn’t say a lot—Charley never shuts up.

“Bear’s nothing but a big teddy. You and him got off on the wrong foot seein’ as you tried to blow a hole in Dagger. My man wasn’t too happy with you either. These men respect balls, so you’ll get along just fine. Not that it would have worked before Dagger took care of Fox.” Her expression changes and she looks at me compassionately. “I know you hated him and you have a right. Can’t say I’m sorry that son of a bitch is dead.”

Again I nod and she doesn’t stop rambling. The only break I get is when Dagger brings a box of pizza over and rests it on top of the bar. His knife is back in the sheath. “Eat some more. You’re going to need your strength tonight.” I can’t decipher his expression.

He saunters off and Charley leans in close and whispers, “That man is damn sexy. If I didn’t have Skull, I’d do ’em. Expect him to be a little rough tonight after what you pulled. I don’t think you’ll complain, though. Angry sex can be the best kind.”

I open a beer after offering one to Charley. “I’ll let you know how it goes.”

Her laugh carries across the room and all the men turn. I tip my beer to Dagger. He doesn’t tip his back. He’s pissed off and trying to control it. I know the feeling.

Dax

CRAZY FUCKING WOMAN. I
should tan her ass for that little stunt. I can’t believe she swiped my knife. Yeah, the blow job was that fucking good. The thought of leaving my handprint on her ass is the only thing that calms me enough to hold my shit together.

I checked on Red around ten. The three women were passed out and Red was standing in front of the trailer smoking a cigarette. She’s still pissed at me for keeping her away from Sofia. She wasn’t happy when I told her Sofia extended the ban with her knife trick tonight. I walked away before Red finished giving me shit. I drink another beer when I’m inside and imagine Sofia on her hands and knees taking my dick in her ass. I want to hurt her. And I want her to fucking like it. I’m a sick bastard.

The majority of the men start heading home around midnight. Many of them have jobs to go to in the morning. I really appreciate Skull bringing his old lady. We need the women here and not just the whores.

Bear was definitely right in one thing. Sofia is as fucking crazy as I am. She’d make a fine old lady. I stop that thought. You take an old lady because of more than the fact that they’re a crazy bitch and make your dick hard. You need to care about them. My cock cares about Sofia, but my brain thinks she may be too much trouble.

Skull and Charley take off and Sofia keeps cleaning tables like it’s her favorite thing in the world to do. It’s a chance to shake her ass and bounce her breasts is what it is. The few men left are playing cards and might be here for hours. They enjoy the show Sofia puts on. I finally can’t take anymore and grab her when she tries to walk past me. I stand and haul her up and over my shoulder.

“What the fuck, Dagger?” she yells. My hand lands on her ass with a solid thwap. She struggles and yells louder, so I smack her again. The men are laughing as I carry her away.

“Hide the blade, brother,” I hear behind me and ignore it. The men will never let me live this one down, and Sofia’s lucky she’s still alive. I can’t believe she won Bear’s respect with that stupid stunt.

I toss her on my bed and walk away to slam the door with my foot. “You have ten seconds to get out of that shit you’re wearing, roll over, and get your ass in the air,” I tell her as I begin tearing off my clothes.

“This, most likely, isn’t the best way to begin our relationship,” she retorts.

I don’t say another word. I pull my riding boots off and slide my pants down after taking my knife from its sheath.

She quickly lifts her arms and pulls her tee over her head. She shimmies around and slides the shorts off after kicking her shoes to the floor. I kneel on the bed and stop her when she reaches around to undo her lace bra. Yeah, lace. Not the sport thing she wore yesterday. I push her back on the bed and move in closer on my knees. I bring the knife down to the front of her chest and turn the blade so the sharp side is up. I slip it beneath the lace at the front of the bra and slice. The fabric separates and her tits swing free.

“You asshole. I only have one other bra,” she says throatily. Her eyes are dilated and her breathing erratic. Danger turns this woman the fuck on. She slips that small pointed tongue out and slides it across her upper cherry-red lip.

“Pull that stunt again and you’ll stay tied to this bed naked for a week,” I tell her while staring at her perfect breasts. I watch as her nipples turn to dark pinpoints and I haven’t even touched the damn things.

I grasp her at either side of her waist and flip her over. I slip the matching panties from her ass and leave the cut bra on. My left arm circles beneath her stomach and I pull her to her knees. God, I want that tight ass, and she has no idea what it takes to slide my fingers past it and find her pussy. She’s wet and she moans when I slide one finger inside her sweet cunt.

“Oh, God, that feels good,” she says on a slow breath.

I’ll be damned if I’m giving her pleasure. I line myself up and shove my dick in to the hilt. She gives a sharp cry. I’m big and she’s so fucking tight. I rise up and bring her hips with me holding her up with both hands. Her knees are no longer on the bed and I don’t give a fuck if this is uncomfortable. She falls to her forearms as I continue driving in and out. She moans again and I release her with one hand and slap her ass before pushing my dick in as far as it goes. That’s all it takes and I unleash inside her. The blood pounds in my brain and charges through nerve endings straight to my cock. I bury my face into the hair at her neckline and fill my lungs with her scent. I continue pumping in and out until my balls are empty. I slide out, smack her ass, and collapse on the bed.

Sofia rolls over and tries to grab the knife that I tossed on the side of the bed. I get to it first and throw it across the room.

“You’re not leaving me like this. You can’t,” she grumbles.

I grab her around the waist, roll her, and bring her back to my chest. “Shut the fuck up and get some sleep. You want to get off, you’ll work out a proper apology by tomorrow morning and I’ll think about it.”

“You bastard.”

I slide one hand up and pinch her nipple hard. “Go to sleep or you’ll be giving me another blow job.”

“You put that damn thing near my mouth and I’ll fucking bite it off. I don’t give a shit about your threat to knock my teeth out.”

“Shut up or I’ll gag you.” I squeeze her nipple again and the damn little bitch likes it. I reach over and turn off the lamp next to the bed before closing my eyes. The smell of her hair and the scent of sex is the last thing I remember before sleep consumes me.

A warm hand wrapped around my dick wakes me up. Sofia is curled at my side and her hand is rubbing along my length in a leisurely fashion. Sun is sliding through the blinds and offering its soft glow to the bed.

“You got an apology for me?” I groan into her hair. It still smells wonderful.

She hesitates before responding. “I’m sorry.”

It’s said grudgingly and I can’t help chuckling. I roll to my back and bring her over me so she’s straddling me. I drag her pussy along my chest and then lift her a bit until her knees rest on my shoulders and her hands go flat against the wall. God, her pussy smells fucking good. I don’t care that it’s sex from last night, I lap my tongue over her folds and inhale.

Her moan is loud in the room and I smile against her cunt. I’ve always enjoyed eating out a woman. Hers may be the fucking best pussy I’ve ever tasted. Some men might like a woman washed and shaved. I don’t mind the shaving, but God I love the nasty taste of sex dripping from a woman’s pussy. I find her clit with my tongue and flick it a few times. She grinds against me telling me exactly want she wants.

“Try another apology, but this time fucking mean it if you want me to suck your clit.” I grin against her pussy lips and hope she can’t feel it.

“God, I hate you.”

My tongue flicks over her again.

“Fuck, I’m sorry. Really sorry,” she whines in desperation.

Maybe she is, maybe she isn’t. I can’t help myself, I want her to come all over my face. I pull her engorged clit between my lips and suck. Her head goes back and she makes wonderful sounds as she cusses and talks dirty.

“Fuck, Dagger, fuck. Slide your finger in my ass, fuck.”

That answers that question. I should have fucked her there last night. I push my thumb in. She groans and pants. Her tight little hole latches onto my thumb and I gently bite her clit.

She screams and lets go. Her throat makes a low humming noise. I’ll be sure to get her off when she gives me the next blow job. I remove my thumb, sit up, and move her down so her pussy slides over my dick. Fuck, she’s tight. Her hands clench my shoulders as I lift her up and down on my cock. I’m rock hard, but I have a little more control than the last few times I’ve gotten off. I suck one sweet nipple into my mouth and get a small moan for the effort. I keep the pace slow and I can tell she’s going to lose it again by the sounds she makes. I switch to the other nipple and give it a bit rougher treatment.

She doesn’t shy away from pain. She digs it as much as I enjoy giving it to her. I use every technique I have to hold back my orgasm until her pussy begins pulsing around me. The throaty humming noise starts again and my balls unleash. I think I could fuck this woman around the clock without losing a hard-on for more than a few minutes.

With my hand splayed across her back, I push her down to kiss her for the first time. She covers her mouth and pushes away. “No. I need a toothbrush. I have green shit growing on my teeth, I know it.”

I laugh. God, she keeps me on my toes. I just had my face in her dirty pussy and she’s worried about bad breath. She’s right, though. The least I can do is supply a toothbrush. “I stashed an extra one in the bathroom drawer for you,” I say with a smile. She scrambles off me and heads into the bathroom.

“Two minutes and I’m joining you in the shower,” I call after her.

I move my hands behind my head and interlock my fingers. The ceiling needs painting as well as the walls. So much shit to do and the bedrooms will be at the bottom of the list. I’m taking a more important step today. I need to find out what permits the county requires in order to build on the property on State Route 87. Sofia can help me if she’s willing.