He crashes his mouth down on mine, pulling my bottom lip into his mouth and sucking hard, causing me to cry out and my fingers to move faster, circling my clit. Then he pulls his mouth from mine and drops his face between my legs, burying his tongue in my pussy taking long strokes as his fingers enter me, making me scream his name. My orgasm crashes over me suddenly; the walls of my vagina contract, pulling at his fingers as I float away, my body breaking out with cold bumps as he wipes his chin on the inside of my thigh. He stands, grabs my ankles, holding them out to the sides as he slams into me hard. My hands go behind my back to keep myself up.

“Watch,” he growls, pulling out and slamming back in. “I love the way I look disappearing into you.” His words make me hotter and I lower my eyes, watching him enter me in long, measured strokes. Each of his thrust hits something deep inside me that causes a sharp pain that simmers out into pleasure.

“I’m going to come,” I whimper, and his mouth crashes down onto mine, causing the sound of my orgasm to slide down his throat. He pulls and wraps my legs around his hips, puts his hands under my ass, and then lifts me up, taking me into the shower, where he presses my back into the tiled wall. I use my legs wrapped around him as leverage to bring myself to orgasm again. “Fuck, baby, squeeze me,” he groans, planting himself deep and dropping his forehead to my shoulder.

*

“I want to follow Z tonight,” Kayan says as I lock up the doors to the clinic.

“Follow him where?” I ask, watching as she pulls out her keys from her bag.

“I don’t know,” she mutters then lifts her eyes to look at me. “I feel like maybe he’s cheating. He’s been hiding something,” she whispers, and I feel my eyebrows pull together.

“I don’t think Z is cheating on you.”

“Tonight, I’ll find out for sure,” she says, and I know there is no convincing her. When we were in college, she dated a guy that was cheating on her. The whole time, everyone knew except for her and me, or we didn’t know until we went to a frat party and walked in on him while he was having sex with our other roommate Lynn.

“I’ll go with you.” I tell her seeing the look on her face.

“Thank you.”

“I always have your back, even if I think you’re crazy,” I tell her.

“We’re going to have to find some way to ditch our tail.” She nods her head towards Harlen, who is sitting on his bike across the parking lot.

“Fifty Shades of Grey is coming out tonight. We will just say we’re going to watch it.”

“Perfect,” she whispers.

“Call me and we’ll make plans for the movies,” I shout loud enough for Harlen to hear.

“I can’t wait to see Fifty’s ass!” she shouts back, and I can’t help but laugh.

“So what are you guys doing tonight?” I ask Wes as I pull on my jeans.

His eyes lift from his cell phone and he looks at me. “We’re helping Jax with something then going to ride up to Nashville and check out a club Harlen found. The boys are thinking about buying it.”

“What kind of club?” I ask, pulling my hoodie out from the closet.

He pauses like he’s not going to say, and I raise a brow with my hoodie paused over my head. “Strip club.”

I nod once then pull the sweatshirt on. “You should talk to my uncle and mom. They’ve been running Teasers, now that my grandpa retired.”

His head goes back like I hit him and his brows pull together. “Your uncle and mom run Teasers?”

“Yeah.”

“What the fuck?”

I smile and pull my black Converse out of the closet. “Babe, your mouth.” I laugh, tapping his chin as I sit down next to him on the bed.

“How did I not know that?” He kisses my neck.

“I guess it never came up, but I’m sure my mom and uncle would be happy to talk to you and the guys.”

“I’ll keep that in mind. So you guys are going to the movies?”

“Yes, and we don’t need a bodyguard.”

“You don’t have a bodyguard.” He shakes his head. “We’re just being cautious until we know things have quieted down.” I fight the urge to roll my eyes and just nod in agreement instead.

“Sage is going to be with you tonight,” he tells me, standing.

“Sage is helping you out now?” I ask, wondering how my Uncle Nico’s son got put up to this.

“No, Harlen heard you guys were watching some chick flick, so everyone drew straws.”

“It’s Fifty Shades of Grey, not a chick flick, and you may think Sage’s the unlucky one, but I hear there’s a lot of boobs,” I inform him.

“I don’t need to watch a movie with boobs, baby. I have the best tits I’ve seen in my life at my disposal twenty-four hours a day.”

“Awww, you say the sweetest things.” I laugh, tying my shoes.

He pulls me up off the bed, slapping my ass once before pushing me towards the door, muttering, “Smartass,” as the bell goes off.

“Hey, man,” he greets Sage when he opens the front door.

“What’s good?” my cousin replies, stepping into the house, doing that guy handshake thing with Wes before pulling me into a hug and lifting me up off my feet.

My cousin Sage is mixed. His dad is black and his mom is white. Uncle Nico and Aunt Sophie adopted him and his twin sister when they were three. He’s handsome in a way that my aunt asked Uncle Nico to buy her a gun to keep the girls away when he turned sixteen. He’s really tall at almost six, six, and his skin is a few shades darker than mine is in the summer. His hair is curly and low to his head, and his eyes are a light hazel that stands out against his complexion.