He lets go of my hip, then his fingers are there. Right there. He drives them into my wet flesh and I scream as white-hot pleasure erupts, tearing through my body and blinding me as I jerk in his hold. He licks until every last shudder has left my body. Then, he’s standing, cock straining in his jeans, staring down at me. His gorgeous black eyes flicker to the clock and he mutters, “Fuck.”
“You have to go,” I pant, pushing up on my elbows.
“Yeah.”
“No quickie then?”
His eyes move to me, down to my exposed pussy, and his jaw clenches. “Can’t.”
Dammit.
I like before work quickies with my husband.
“Okay,” I whisper.
“Got a charity fundraiser this weekend,” he says, pressing a palm to his cock and adjusting it. “Get a dress.”
Yes, boss.
“Okay,” I say again.
He adjusts his tie, runs a hand through his messy hair and turns to the door. When he reaches it, he looks back at me. “And Katia?”
“Yes?”
“Make it short. Short enough I can lift it and fuck you against a wall.”
Oh, man.
Happy to oblige.
~*~*~*~
I’m in the kitchen, staring out the window when the buzzer for the front gate goes. I’m off in dream land, wondering what the weekend will hold, wondering if my mom is happy without me there, wondering if Dusty will go dress shopping with me.
The buzzer goes again and I jerk. Shit. I wipe my hands and rush over, staring out the window to see a car waiting at the gates. I’ve never seen it before, so I press the button and lean in close.
“Hello?” I ask.
“Hi,” a female voice chirps. “We’re here to see Marcus.”
I’m silent for a minute; usually people go round back, straight to his office. She must be a friend. Leaning back in, I ask, “And you are?”
“Friends of his. I’m Mack’s, um, girlfriend.”
“Oh,” I squeal happily. I know about Mack, one of Marcus’s closest friends and a member of the Jokers’ Wrath MC. “Buzzing you in.”
I rush down to the front door and by the time I get there, they’ve already parked. I swing the door open to see three gorgeous girls standing at the entry. Wow. I’ve seen beautiful women before, but these three are going all out in the looks department. One looks like Pocahontas, no kidding, and the other two are as stunning as models. I can’t help it; I jump up and down. I love meeting new people. Especially friends of Marcus’s.
“I’m Katia, Marcus’s wife.”
“Hey Katia,” the girl with wild hair and a beautiful, curvy body says. “I’m Jaylah. This is Santana and Ash.”
She points to her friends and I wave, grinning at them all.
“Come in. Marcus is on the phone, but I’ll get him for you.”
“Thank you,” Jaylah says.
“Can I get you a drink?” I offer.
“I’d love one,” Santana says.
“Me too, please. Being pregnant is a bitch,” Ash adds.
I turn and stare at her gorgeous rounded belly and smile. “Well, you’re a beautiful pregnant woman.”
I lead them into the kitchen and start the coffee machine, before turning and saying, “I’ll get Marcus.”
“Thank you.”
I turn and rush down the halls, excited to have visitors. Candy and I hang out all the time, now we both work with Marcus, but I don’t get to see many other people. I’ve heard a lot about the Jokers’ Wrath MC, and I know that Marcus has a fair bit to do with them. I head into the offices and walk up to Marcus’s door. I knock three times and wait. A moment later he yells, “Yeah?”
I open it, and see four or five men sitting around his desk. I bite my lip; I know he doesn’t really like me interrupting but he has guests so I’m sure it’ll be fine. “Hey,” I begin, and his eyes flash to me. Oh boy. “You have visitors.”
“I’m in a meeting, Katia.”
Right.
“It’s Jaylah, Mack’s girlfriend.”
He studies me a moment, then nods. “I’ll be down soon.”
I smile, then head back into the kitchen where the girls are all chatting happily. “He won’t be long.” I beam, and then continue with the coffee.
I’m curious about these girls. I mean, their men are bikers. That’s freaking hot. I’ve seen Mack once, and he is smokin’. I bet all their men look like that. God, I can’t help but ask—it’s one of those need-to-know things.
“So,” I say casually, “tell me what it’s like being a biker babe.”
Santana giggles. “Biker babe?”
“Yeah,” I say, turning and wiggling my brows at her. “I’ve seen those guys. You girls get to ride around on their bikes and give them the nasty, too. Right?”
Jaylah bursts out laughing and gives me a big smile.
“The nasty?” Ash giggles.
“You know.” I lean in close. “Spank the bacon.”
Now we all laugh so hard we double over.
“Not sure I’d call it spanking the bacon, but it is great.” Jaylah giggles hysterically.
“Katia.”
We hear Marcus’s voice, and all four of us straighten and turn. God he’s hot, even when he’s giving me that intense stare. I bite my lip, trying to force down my laughter. Marcus is a dangerous kind of broody; even after I married him that didn’t change. I try not to think too hard about it; it’s just the way he is.