Mad Dog (Angel’s Rebellion MC: #2) (Angel's Rebellion MC), стр. 38
As she studied them, I saw a slight flush cross her face. She wasn't unaffected by what she was seeing. If I wasn't mistaken, she was turned on a little by what she was observing. It looked like she was having trouble trying to force her gaze off of them as she shifted on the stool. Yeah, I'd bet anything she was a little wet. Damn, my cock was pressing against the buttons on my jeans making it damned uncomfortable to sit here.
“Like something you see?” I asked huskily.
She jerked her eyes around to mine and started to shake her head no, then dropped her gaze. I saw the exact moment she realized I had a hard on the size of Texas. Her eyes flew to mine and her flush deepened. She ran her tongue across her bottom lip. I groaned. Fuck, she was killing me.
“Can't help that, darlin'. Seeing you watch Cotton get a bj and knowing that you were turned on seeing it, made me fucking hard as a rock. You're a beautiful woman and you know you are. And fuck yes, you turn me the hell on.” I watched as surprise flared through her eyes at my comment. Her teeth started torturing her bottom lip.
“Fuck quit doing that to your lip. Makes me want to kiss the fuck out of you and suck on that lip and bite it myself.”
Her eyes widened, she swallowed hard, and her eyes dropped to my lips. Christ. I hadn't been this turned on in ages. I shifted again, trying to relieve some of the pressure on my cock. Her eyes dropped to my lap again.
“Keep it up and we'll be going to my room,” I growled at her.
I ran my hand down my face. How the fuck did I get so far off topic? She fucking had me twisted in knots. As I lowered my hand, I looked at her again and fuck me, she was biting her damn lip again. I reached up, put my hand under her jaw, put my thumb on her bottom lip and pulled downward. We both groaned at the contact.
“Jesus. Christ. Touching you is like touching a live wire. I swear you'd fucking burn me alive.” I shook my head, I had to get back on track with our conversation.
I cleared my throat and started our discussion again, “You wouldn't be able to leave the grounds at all, period. And if it's decided you can go somewhere, you'll have someone with you at all times.”
“Okay, Prez,” the word came out raspy.
“We'd expect you to move in tonight. And right now, we're not sure how we are going to go about this. I need to talk to KJ and get his input on it.”
“Who's KJ?” she asked me. “Is he a bigger boss in the MC than even the Prez?”
“Why do you keep calling me the Prez?” I asked curious as fuck about that.
“Well since you didn't introduce yourself, that's the only thing I know to call you,” she smarted back at me.
I groaned. I hadn't fucking introduced myself to her at all. She had fucking scrambled my brain so bad I wasn't thinking straight.
“Sorry about that, darlin'. I'm Mad Dog, you can call me Dog if you'd like.”
“Is that your real name?”
“No, but I don't go by that, ever.”
I closed my eyes. Fuck, there was no way I could have her call me by my name. “Sorry, my wife called me by my name and I just don't use it anymore.”
“Called?” she inquired.
“Yeah, she's been gone for twenty years. March ninth,” I murmured.
She blinked at me and said, “It was you at the cemetery the day I was there.”
I thought back to that day and remembered seeing a woman across the graveyard.
“Mt. Olive?”
“That's the one,” she whispered.
“Yeah, that was me.”
She cleared her throat, took a breath and asked, “What happened?”
“A drunk driver killed her and our unborn daughter. She was eight and a half months pregnant.” I told her. It was easier to talk about now. But I knew there would always be some pain there.
“So you know how I feel.”
“Yeah, darlin'. I know exactly what you feel.”
“Did you kill him?”
“Let's just say I got my justice.”
She nodded at me.
“Will I have to do what those girls are doing with the guys?”
My body jerked, where the fuck had that come from. “Fuck no. None of those fuckers better touch you.” I saw her body slump in relief.
“What about you?”
“What about me, what?”
“Does no one touching me include you?”
Jesus. She was going to kill me.
“Do you want me to touch you?” Say yes, say yes, I thought.
“Maybe.”
“Fuck, I'll take a maybe.”
She smiled a little smile at me. Yeah, this woman was gonna be the death of me if I didn't get her in my bed soon.
“Who is KJ?”
“You have a fucking way of keeping me off track,” I muttered and shook my head trying to clear it of all sexual thoughts. “KJ is my cousin, he's also the county sheriff.”
I watched her stiffen up upon hearing he was the law.
“Don't worry. I need him to help us out. He won't turn us in.”
I saw doubt cross her face. I sighed. I hated giving out info on KJ, but she needed to be reassured, and the only way to do that was to let her know about him.
“If you fucking tell anyone what I'm about to tell you, I'll kill you, understand me?” I growled at her and watched as