Infatuation - A Club Destiny Novel (24 page)

That’s when she kissed him.

Unleashing all of her pent
up desire on him, McKenna licked into his mouth, tasting him,
breathing him in as he slowly kissed her back, using his tongue to
explore her the same way. Finally, their mouths were fused
together, his breath was her breath, and hers was his as they fed
on one another, taking what they both needed.

She lifted her hips when
his hands pressed between her thighs, giving him more room,
allowing him to slide her panties out of the way beneath the wispy
skirt she wore until she felt the thick head of his penis pressing
against her entrance.

He captured her moan with his mouth as he
slid deeper inside of her, filling her completely. And in that
instant, she was aware of the difference, aware of the heat of him
without the barrier of latex. He wasn’t using a condom.

He pulled his mouth from
hers and looked up into her eyes, obviously asking the vital
question without words. They didn’t need words because somewhere in
the last week, they’d developed a trust between them, one that was
unspoken, and so foreign to her that tears threatened behind her
eyelids.

“
I’m clean,” he whispered,
“I’ve never...”

McKenna knew what he was
trying to say, and she assured him that she was as well. Without
speaking, she nodded her head, letting him know they were safe. She
was on the pill, and she trusted him implicitly.

Tag gripped her hips
firmly and pulled her down on him, his hard length driving into her
as once again he crushed his mouth to hers, stealing the moan that
she couldn’t hold in. Even in the tight confines of the car, he
managed to move inside of her, brushing against inflamed nerve
endings that were screaming for his touch. Their bodies moved in
sync until they were both panting, and McKenna had to break the
kiss just to breathe.

Glancing down at him, she
continued to raise and lower on his cock, as fast as she could
manage as he assisted by lifting her bottom. She was lost in the
sensation, relishing the feel of his hard length relentlessly
tunneling through sensitive tissue.

She didn’t feel the need
to tell him that she was about to come because she sensed he could
feel it. Her body was gripping him, pulling him deeper, trying to
hold him inside of her even as he retreated over and over. Faster.
Harder.

“
Mine.”

The word was barely
recognizable, and she wondered whether Tag even meant to say it,
but that didn’t matter because it was then that her breath lodged
in her throat, and her orgasm took her, shaking her to her very
core as he followed her over.

*** ~~ *** ~~ *** ~~ ***

Friday morning came way too early in Tag’s
opinion. Even after he woke McKenna by sliding into her wet, warm
heat, taking her without haste, he’d still been reluctant to get
out of bed.

That was three hours ago
and here he was, sitting in Luke’s office with McKenna by his side.
He hadn’t yet shared the new information he had learned yesterday
with her, but for some reason, he needed to have her there with
him.

Maybe it was because it
felt as though the world as they knew it was about to come
crumbling down around them and over the course of the last seven
days, somewhere along the way, McKenna had become an anchor in the
sea of chaos that allowed him to remain grounded. She calmed him in
ways he never expected, while, at the same time, she set fire to
his blood.

She hadn’t asked questions last night,
although he fully expected her to because that was her nature. And
maybe that was the other reason he felt the need to keep her close.
She understood him in ways he didn’t even understand himself.

“
Good morning,” Luke
greeted when he walked into the room minutes later.

Tag looked up at him,
questioning him with just his eyebrows. There was nothing good
about that morning, he knew. He wondered whether Logan had actually
spoken to his brother and explained their conversation from
yesterday.

Still watching Luke
closely, he noticed the way the man’s eyes darted back and forth
between him and McKenna before he finally shut the door to his
office and took a seat at his desk.

“
Logan talked to you.” It
wasn’t a question, and the frustration on Luke’s face said more
than words ever could.

McKenna glanced back and
forth between him and Luke, the fact that she didn’t know what was
going on was apparent.

“
McKenna doesn’t know, so
I’d appreciate if you could give us your side of the
story.”

Luke sighed, leaned back
in his chair and propped one ankle on the opposite knee, his hands
steepled in his lap. For long seconds, he didn’t say a word, but
finally, with a rush of air, he began, “Stephen Crawford is
blackmailing me. Or rather, he’s blackmailing Club Destiny at
Samantha’s expense.”

McKenna’s sharp intake of breath was the
only sound in the room after Luke’s statement.

“
He’s using pictures of
Sam as leverage, and he demanded admission to the club, which
obviously I made the decision to do just to bide some
time.”

“
According to Logan, he
hasn’t been given full privilege though, correct?” Tag
questioned.

“
Correct,” Luke confirmed.
“And since Susan never did have full membership either, they are
lacking some information that could truly take down the
club.”

“
Take it down?” McKenna’s
concern rang loud in the otherwise quiet space.

Luke glanced at her before
answering. “If Susan and Stephen release the information I’m sure
they have, which is a list of certain members, all hell is going to
break loose.”

That was an understatement
in Tag’s opinion, although they still didn’t know which members
might’ve come into contact with either of them. Other than those
who were in attendance at the last member meeting where Travis
Walker shared some insight into his new resort.

“
If either of you read the
article yesterday,” Luke continued, “then you know they’re gearing
up and using all of this publicity to their advantage. At this
point, winning the lawsuit isn’t going to prove a damn thing
because even if we can keep Susan from talking, we’re going to have
a hard time with Stephen.”

“
Did he sign the
confidentiality agreement?” McKenna asked.

“
He did.”

When her attention turned to him, Tag shook
his head. “We’ve got about the same leverage against him as we do
Susan. But, in either case, with the blackmail, it isn’t going to
make a damn bit of difference. If they decide to release the
pictures of Sam, it isn’t going to be good for anyone, including
XTX and CISS.”

McKenna seemed to contemplate that for a
second. “What if we have something on him?”

“
On who? Crawford?” Luke
asked.

“
Yes.”

“
Like what?” It was Tag’s
turn to question her. What the hell could she possibly have on
Stephen Crawford?

“
As I mentioned before,
for the last few months, Stephen has been adamant that we do an
article on him, but to this point, we’ve refused, mainly because
the guy creeps me out.” McKenna shifted her gaze between both of
them and Tag watched every expression. “Since we haven’t agreed,
he’s resorted to threats.” McKenna held up her hand, stopping him
from saying a word.

“
No, I don’t have concrete
proof they are coming from him; however, I do have the IP address
and that should be easily traceable. And...” she paused
momentarily, “I hired a friend of mine to track him for the last
few weeks which has offered me a little bit of damning evidence,
although I’m not sure how much it’s going to help.”

Tag noticed Luke was no longer leaning back
in his chair, but rather resting his forearms on the desk and
hanging on McKenna’s every word.

“
What sort of
evidence?”

“
I don’t know for sure
because there are hours of video, but I’d be happy to let you have
a look at them.”

Tag heard every word they
were saying, but his brain was still hung up on McKenna’s original
statement – Stephen Crawford was threatening her.

“
If you don’t mind,” Luke
said, “I’d like to get the videos over to Alex at CISS and have him
take a look at them. And if you get the emails over to Dylan or
Cole, they’ll be able to track the IP address.”

McKenna glanced at Tag,
but he still couldn’t say a word. What was there to say? Despite
all of this, he wasn’t sure anything was going to help.

What they really needed to do was talk to
Samantha McCoy and see what her take on the entire situation
was.

Except there was one problem... she didn’t
know about the pictures.

~*~*~

McKenna would’ve preferred
to keep the upper hand and not share the information she had, but
that was before she knew what Stephen and Susan were planning to
do. If McKenna was going to help, she needed to know exactly what
ammunition the two of them had. For now, she wasn’t going to
question her own intentions because no matter what her ulterior
motive might be, she felt as though this were the right thing to
do.

“
You mentioned pictures.
What are they of?” She had a fairly good idea, but in her line of
work, she did her best not to assume anything.

“
The club has a monthly,
how do I put it,” Luke looked as though he were searching for just
the right word, “get-together. It takes place in the
playroom.”

McKenna figured Luke thought that said it
all.

“
Who attends these
‘get-togethers’?” she asked, for his benefit.

“
Anyone. Everyone. It’s a
free for all in every respect and a few months ago, Sam was itching
to be a part of it, so Logan relented. And Sierra was also in
attendance.”

McKenna was watching Luke and noticed the
sudden worry line that appeared in his forehead.

“
Does Stephen have
anything on Sierra?” She couldn’t help but ask the obvious
question.

“
If he does, he hasn’t
brought it to my attention. However, he claims that he does have
pictures of me and Cole.”

McKenna didn’t need to ask
what that meant. If there were images of Cole and Luke while they
were intimate, and she assumed that’s why everyone was worried, it
was likely Sierra was included. She only wondered why Luke wasn’t
as concerned about those.

“
Does Cole know about
this?” Tag asked, obviously just as surprised by Luke’s admission
as she was.

“
He does now. I told him
last night. And I’m having a hard time convincing him to let this
go for now.” There was a sudden smirk on Luke's handsome face, and
McKenna wanted to know what he was thinking.

“
Fuck,” Tag exhaled and
then stood abruptly from his chair before pacing back and
forth.

Luke obviously read the question on
McKenna’s face because he continued, “Let’s just say my temper is
child’s play in comparison to Cole. He just has a much better grip
on his anger issues.”

Tag growled in response
and McKenna was fixated on him as he continued to walk back and
forth. She only thought there was tension before, but now she could
feel it pulsing in the air. Almost like a beast trying to break
free and yet Tag insisted he keep it under control.

“
Ok, so let me get this
straight,” McKenna tore her eyes from Tag and returned them to
Luke. “Stephen Crawford is blackmailing you with pictures of
Samantha McCoy, and probably pictures of Sierra, as well. His
demand is to be given admission to the club, which you have already
done. Although you mentioned that he hasn’t been given full access.
What does that mean?”

Tag immediately stopped
pacing and stared at Luke as though waiting for what he would say
next. McKenna didn’t know which one of them to look at. Considering
Tag didn’t look like he was ready to share anything more, she
turned her attention back on Luke.

“
The
other club,” he responded, not looking over at Tag once.
“The
real
club.”

“
That’s the tour I’m
supposed to get tonight, correct?” McKenna glanced up at Tag, and
the anticipation that suddenly ignited in her belly was enough to
make her heart flutter.

If she was going to get a tour of the real
club as Luke referred to it, and they restricted it to only certain
members, not all of them, she wanted to know just what the hell
went on there.

“
And you said Susan didn’t
have admission to this part of the club either, correct?” McKenna
felt the need to clarify all of the details. It would only help
them to figure out what to do next. This was the part of her job
that she loved. The investigative process because you couldn’t just
rely on what people told you most of the time. It was worth the
time and effort to research a claim before publishing anything. It
was professional, not to mention, it ensured that she wasn’t made
to look like a fool.

“
No, she didn’t have
access.” Luke leaned back in his chair once again, his eyes resting
on the desk in front of him. “I never trusted her
enough.”

Luke’s distrust of most people was obviously
a good thing for them all.