Devil's Charm (6 page)

Her fingers dug into his
shoulders. Wrapping his hands around her waist he pressed her back to the sofa,
kissing down her body until he lay between her thighs. He never went down on
women as he tried to avoid it. The women he’d been with would fuck everything
in sight, and the last thing he wanted to do was to be licking out another
man’s cum.

His boys thought he was
crazy to think like that. Devil didn’t care. He wouldn’t be licking any woman
out who went with other men.

“How long has it been since
your last man?” he asked, wanting to taste her.

“Years,” she said, moaning.

“How
long?”

“Erm, three years maybe a
bit longer,” she said. They were whispering, but he heard her answer.

Glancing at her pussy he saw
her cream had slicked her pubic hair. She didn’t wax, but her pubic hair was
neatly trimmed. Sliding a finger through her slit he stared at what all of his
men had wanted to get a look at since her dance.

She was red, puffy, and
perfect. He’d never seen such a pretty cunt in all of his life, and he’d seen a
fair few to last him a lifetime. Opening her lips he saw her clit peeking out
and swollen.

“No men at all.”

“Why would I want a man?
They’re a waste of time.”

Her words told him all he
needed to hear. The men she’d been with didn’t have the first clue in how to
take care of a woman. Devil made it his life’s work to give a woman pleasure.
By the time he was through with Lexie she wouldn’t be able to look at another
man without thinking of what he could give her first. Devil liked the thought
of owning her completely. No woman made him feel this way, and they barely knew
each other.

She was a stripper, and he
was a biker. Both of them came from the same world but were miles apart from
one another.

“Oh, baby. I’m going to show
you how wrong you are.” He flicked his tongue along her slit, looking up her
body to see her cry out.

The noise would wake the boy
up, and Devil didn’t want to have to stop because of a kid. Lifting a hand
between them, he covered her mouth with his palm, muffling any of the sounds
that could come out. She didn’t fight him as he sucked her clit into his mouth.

Lexie arched against his
touch, screaming into his palm. Her hands were clawed into the furniture while
she held on for dear life.

Going down from her clit he
plunged into her entrance watching her come apart at the same time.

He tongued her cunt, and his
dick throbbed almost as if it had a life of its own and knew where it wanted to
go. Devil fisted his cock working the pre-cum out of the tip to coat the head.

His other hand still covered
her mouth, and he tongued her sweet cream. She tasted so fucking good. He
didn’t want to stop tasting her.

When he could handle it no
more, he flicked her nub watching her face scrunch up and her
body shake
with need. He wanted to watch her come apart in
his arms.

Suddenly, the sound of Simon
interrupted their moment. Lexie tensed, staring up at him.

“What the hell am I doing?”
She didn’t wait for an answer as she scrambled away from him.

Knowing he wasn’t going to
be inside her tonight, he collapsed to the sofa, hating children at that
moment.

“I think you need to leave.”
She quickly put her nightwear back on then headed toward the only other room in
the poky apartment.

Devil knew he could help
Lexie out. Over the years he’d built up a good supply of cash and that didn’t
even include what he kept in his bank accounts. He paid his taxes, and no one
was any the wiser.

“I’m not going anywhere.”

“You can’t stay here.”

“Sweetheart, you’re not in
any position to tell me what I’m supposed to be doing.” He sat back watching
her.

“Whatever. We’re not having
sex. You can count that out of the equation.” She left him alone.

We’re not having sex yet.

He wouldn’t stop until he
knew how sweet and tight her cunt really was.

After several minutes passed
and he could hear nothing else, he walked into the room to find Lexie lying
down in bed.

“What are you doing?” she
asked, sitting up.

Walking around to the other
side, he climbed in.

“No, you can’t sleep here.”

Devil didn’t say a word.
Banding his arm around her waist, he tugged her close. She didn’t struggle, and
he sent thanks to Simon. If the little guy hadn’t been in the room she wouldn’t
have relented at all.
 

“I’m sleeping here.” He
pressed his palm against her pussy. “Stop fighting me. We’re not going to be
doing anything right now.”

He didn’t move his hand as
she settled beside him. With Lexie in his arms he tried not to think about how
right it felt having her there. The women on the road he’d always kicked out
never liking his space invaded by a woman.

“Are you going to take him
away from me?” she asked.

“No, I’m not going to.” He’d
already thought about the future. Until he found Kayla, Lexie was going
nowhere. “We’ll deal with everything else in the morning. Stop worrying and
sleep.”

Then he did something that
surprised him. He kissed her head, settling down with her in his arms.

Chapter Four

The following morning, Lexie
tried not to think about the large biker in her bed. She’d woken at seven
o’clock after only a few hours sleep. Making herself a coffee, she sat on the
sofa feeding the baby taking sips of her drink every few minutes. All the time
she couldn’t stop thinking about Devil and his touch on her body.

How can he make me feel this way?

Running a hand over her face
she tried to get her rioting emotions under control. Nothing was happening at
all. He’d started a fire within her, and she couldn’t stop it. Once she
finished feeding Simon, she cleaned away her cup only to be started by banging
on the door.

She walked toward the door.
“Who is it?” she asked.

“Curse.”

Recognizing the name, she opened
the door. They had ruined what little lock she had last night. He stood looking
as threatening as Devil. He was with two other men, and they walked into the
apartment looking her up and down.

Their gazes made her blush.
She hated thinking of them getting horny over her. Lexie hated the attention
and would prefer not to know it was because they’d seen her naked.

“Back off. She’s taken,”
Devil said, walking out of the bedroom. He was completely naked. Gasping, she
turned away from him to look at the sink. Didn’t he have any problem being
naked?

“Look at Boss getting all
possessive,” Curse said, laughing.

“Shut it. What do you need
to tell me?”

She turned back to look at
Devil, who was doing up his jeans.

“Boys can’t stay at the
strip club. Place is a fucking mess, and Vincent is going crazy. We can’t open
for business tonight, and the guys aren’t helping.”

“Ripper, stop eyeing up my
woman,” Devil said. She looked at the red headed man who was staring at her.

Averting her gaze she looked
over at Devil.

“Get dressed and start
packing up your shit,” he said.

“Hell no.
I’m not moving into a strip club.” She also wasn’t
allowing herself to be alone with him again.

“You work at the club.”

“Doesn’t
mean I have to live there.”
She
ignored the other guys who were chuckling. Devil stopped her from picking up
Simon, and she went to her room alone.

Ignoring Devil and his men,
she quickly changed into a pair of jeans and long vest shirt. She tied a
sweater around her waist before going to the hole in the wall she called a
wardrobe. Pushing her clothes back she opened the little bag that held Kayla’s
number.

Grabbing her cell phone,
which she only used in case of emergencies, she sat on the bed and dialed the
number. For the last three months the number hadn’t worked.

“Who are you calling?” Devil
asked, appearing in the doorway.

Lie. Lie. Lie.

Lying never got her
anywhere. Showing him the card, she let out a sigh. “Kayla gave me this number
to get in touch with her.”

“Why didn’t you tell me this
last night?” he asked.

“It hasn’t worked in the
last three months. This is all I have of hers.”

“When was the last time you
spoke to her?”

“About a month after she
dropped Simon off. She told me she’d be a little longer and to use the money in
the envelope. Is that money yours?” she asked.

“Yep, she stole it from me
while I was busy.”

She nodded. “Look, I don’t
want to get involved in club business or whatever business you’ve got going on.
I’m not part of this at all.”

All Lexie had wanted was a
quiet life where she could have a family with no worries and no fears.

“Not going to happen, baby.
Kayla made sure of that when she gave you my kid. I’ve been wrong before, but I
got the hunch you can’t just walk away from him, can you?” Devil asked, moving
to the bed to sit down.

Glancing through the doorway
she saw Curse and Ripper playing with the boy.

They looked up and gave her
a little wave. Stepping away she walked in front of Devil.

“No, I can’t walk away from
him. It’s like he’s my own.”

“And he’s my first kid. No
joke, so don’t fucking say anything.” He took hold of her hand, turning her
palm up. He traced along the crease frowning.

“I don’t joke about shit. I
don’t want to get caught up in this.”

“Too late
for you.
I need you to take care of
Simon.”

“We’re not sleeping in a
strip club. I’d rather stay here.”

Was she really agreeing to
Devil? Crap, there was nothing else she could do but agree with him.

“Vincent called. He’s found
a place, and we’re going to check it out. Boys are organizing a van and car
seat. Get your shit packed, and I’m not going to ask again.” He tugged her
close, and she stumbled against him. Devil was the one in control. There was no
hope of her fighting. He wasn’t hurting either of them.

His palm pressed against her
pussy. The only thing separating them was the fabric of her jeans and panties.

“I’m going to have this,
Lexie. Your pussy, your mouth, your ass, the whole of your body is mine.”

“You’re crazy.”

“No, I’m not crazy. I’m
determined.”

“Why? I’m not Kayla. You can
have anyone.”

He stared at her without
breaking contact. “Vincent was right about you. You’ve got a low opinion of
yourself.”

Devil lifted her up and held
her in front of the doorway.

“What are you doing?” she
asked. Her heart was beating wildly in her chest.

“Boys, what do you think of
the lovely Lexie?” Devil asked. One of his arms was wrapped around her waist as
the other banded across her chest stopping her from going anywhere.

“Don’t know if I should
answer that, Boss. You’ve staked your claim, and I love my dick a lot,” Curse
said.

“I’m with him.”

“Boys, Lexie doesn’t think
she’s all that hot or worth my time. What do you think of that?”

She saw their gazes wander
up and down her body.

“I’d fuck her if you let me.
Out of all the women on stage she was the fucking hottest. Don’t know what
women have against food, but fuck me, Lexie, you’re fucking hot,” Curse said.

Ripper stood up, showing her
the evidence of his arousal.
“Just by looking at you,
sweetheart, and remembering you naked last night.”

Devil took his seat back on
the bed away from the men.

“See, you’re more than worth
my time and I’ve got to say, I can’t wait to feel all of you around my dick.”
He kissed her neck, holding her in place as he sucked on her flesh.

Moaning, she tilted her head
to the side giving him better access.

“That’s right, baby. You’re
going to give me everything. I’m going to get my club a place to live, and
you’re going to be by my side waiting for me.”

His hand cupped her breast,
pinching the nipple.

Heat flooded her panties as
he worked her body easily. His other hand moved between her thighs, stroking
her pussy through the denim.

“Tonight, I’m going to have
this pussy, and I’m going to know exactly how tight you are.” He bit down on
her neck, sucking the tender flesh into his mouth.

“Boss, hate to interrupt you
but boys are outside waiting. Vincent is there with his woman to take us to the
place.”