Mad Dog (Angel’s Rebellion MC: #2) (Angel's Rebellion MC), стр. 43
“Yeah, I want something with you. But, can we take it slow?” she asked me hesitantly.
“Darlin', we'll take this at whatever speed you want,” I promised her.
“Okay,” she whispered and reached up and kissed me.
As our tongues tangled in a kiss of passion, I felt my heart wake up and come to life. Fuck, now I was becoming a pussy. I pondered on that thought a moment or two. Then, I mentally shrugged. Fuck it. I was man enough to handle it.
As she pulled back and snuggled into me, I held her close to me. Just her laying here with me felt so good, so right. A couple minutes later, I heard her snore softly and I smiled. Yeah, I could seriously get used to this. And with that, I closed my eyes and let the sound of her breathing lull me to sleep.
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Chapter 8
Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.
~Aristotle~
Mad Dog
May 30th, 1998
I heard the ringing of my phone and blindly hit my nightstand trying to find it. It wasn't there. As I came awake, I felt the warm body next to mine and looked over to see Ava still sleeping the sleep of the dead. Fuck, she was beautiful lying stretched out across my bed. One of her legs was tossed across mine and as my body became aware of the woman snuggled beside it, my cock jumped straight up, tenting the sheet.
As my thoughts turned to waking her up with my mouth between her legs, my fucking phone rang again. I sighed. I knew I should get it in case it was important. I worked my leg out from under her, stood up and walked over to where my jeans were still laying on the floor, picked them up and dug my phone out of them. I glanced at the number; it was KJ. Just as I went to answer it, it quit ringing.
I walked into the bathroom and quietly shut the door so I could call him back. As I waited for him to answer, I let my thoughts drift back to last night. Being with Ava had been out of this world. I couldn't remember ever feeling the way I felt as I was balls deep in her. I felt like I had come home. That fucking scared the shit out of me, and part of me felt guilty because I couldn't remember sex ever having been like that with Beth. God. Damn. I thought as I met my gaze in the mirror. I was in fucking serious trouble here. As I ran my hand across my head, KJ answered my call.
“Hey, got your info,” he said quietly.
“Yeah? Anything I need to know that would make me say no?” I inquired as I leaned back against the vanity.
“Nah, Brother. Clean as a whistle on all.”
“Good to know, thanks for that.”
“No problem.”
“Got something else for you. Need to talk in person.”
“Urgent?”
“Can wait till after the weekend. Needs to be late.”
“Sunday then. Pick me up. Usual time.”
“Will do.”
“Keep it between the lines.”
“Always. Later, bro.”
And with that, our conversation was over. We tried to never say anything that could be used against us in any of our phone calls. I didn't think anyone knew about KJ being one of us, and I damn sure wanted to keep it that way. For his safety and ours. Sunday night, I'd be picking him up from Gunny's land that adjoined the MC's land.
I thought about going back in and crawling back into bed, but knew I had things to do today, so with a deep regretful sigh, I turned around, grabbed my toothbrush, once finished, got out my shaving kit. It'd been a couple days since I shaved my head, so it was time. After I finished, I ran my hands over my head to make sure I hadn't missed a spot, then hopped into the shower.
As I toweled off, I made my way into the bedroom. Ava was still sleeping peacefully. I stopped and stared at her. She was so fucking gorgeous, I felt like I could just stare at her all damn day. One day soon, I was going to study her tats that crawled up both arms and onto her shoulders. My cock hardened and bounced as he showed me how excited he was to see her lying there like a dream. I glanced down at the fucker and muttered, “Out of luck there, buddy, for the time being anyway.”
I went to the closet, grabbed jeans and a shirt, hit the dresser for socks and boxers, couldn't stand going commando like a lot of men did. Didn't know how guys did that shit, chaffed the hell out of me. Grabbed my boots and went back into the bathroom to get dressed.
I was shoving my phone into my front pocket as I reached for the bedroom doorknob, I paused and glanced back over at Ava. I couldn't just fucking walk out without letting her know where I was going. It'd feel too much like slam, bam, thank you ma'am if I walked out of the door like that.
I walked over to the side she was sleeping on and knelt by the bed. I reached out and ran a finger down her forehead, across her cheeks, and gently brushed her lips. Fuck, I wanted to crawl back in the bed with her and spend my day buried deep inside her. I shook my head regretfully knowing I couldn't though.
“Ava,” I murmured. “Babe, need you to wake up.”
“Hmm,” was all the response I got back.
“You listening to me?” I asked her.
“Mmm hmm.”
“I got some things I need to do, baby, but will be in the Clubhouse all day. Sleep as long as you want. Food's in the kitchen, get whatever you want. Any of the guys can tell you where I am. Have some