“King had nothing new?” J asked.
“No.”
“Fuck,” J muttered. The three of us were in agreement over our distrust of Bourne and what his true agenda was, and we’d been hoping King would be able to shed some light on it for us.
“Yeah, fuck is about right,” I agreed as we headed inside.
Inside to Harlow.
Club members filled the clubhouse. Four o’clock in the afternoon signalled it was time to wind down for the day - time for a drink with your brothers before heading home to your old lady.
I pushed my way through the crowd, doing my best not to get side-tracked from my end goal, but fifteen minutes later and I was still stuck talking to some of the guys who were anxious to know how our trip had panned out.
Fuck.
My dick was getting as frustrated as the rest of me.
And then a loud whistle sounded and the voice that caused my dick to go from frustrated to hard in less than a second, sounded. “Boys, you’ve had your turn with my man, now it’s my time.”
Wolf whistles and dirty cheers erupted as my eyes finally landed on the woman I’d missed like fuck.
She came to me with a sexy smile and reached straight for my ass with both hands. “Next time you go away, consider taking me with you,” she said before kissing me.
No fucking arguments there.
Fuck, her lips and body were teasing me with promises of the kind of sex that six days away from your woman would lead to.
I ended the kiss and moved my mouth close to her ear. “Baby, I’m not letting you out of my sight ever again. And I hope like fuck that you’re ready for a long night.”
She moaned as I ground myself against her. “It’s a good thing I’m feeling better now.”
Thank God she was feeling better. I’d been concerned about her, but Mum had finally reported yesterday that she was doing much better. And who would have thought me going away would lead Harlow and my mother to bond in the way they had. Just another thing to add to my list of ‘Shit I’ll Never Understand, But Am Thankful For’.
I ran my hand over her ass and up her back. When I found her hair, I took hold and pulled her head back so I could dip my mouth to her neck. Fuck she smells good. I kissed her and as she moaned again, I added my teeth to the kiss, and fuck if she didn’t arch her back and press her front to me harder.
Pulling away, I rasped, “Jesus, woman, I need to get you out of here, otherwise your ass is gonna be planted on that couch and my dick is gonna be buried so far deep in you before you can stop me.”
Her mouth turned up in a grin, but she didn’t say anything.
“What?” I demanded.
“There is no way Scott Cole is going to fuck his woman in front of his club, but I love your enthusiasm. Personally, I think these guys are so involved in their drinking that we could probably have sex on that couch and none of them would even notice.”
I raised my brows. “You wanna see just where Scott Cole would fuck his woman? ‘Cause I’m happy to show you.”
Her grin grew. “I dare you, baby.”
Fuck.
She knows me too fucking well and she’s fucking playing me.
I kept my gaze trained on her while I pulled out my phone and called Griff. When he answered, I said, “You guys right if I head home for the night?”
“Yeah, brother. We’ve got it under control. Church is scheduled for ten in the morning and then we’ve got the re-opening of Trilogy tomorrow night.”
My gaze dropped to Harlow’s lips as she licked them, and my dick begged for that tongue. I raised my finger to her lips and closed her mouth, holding my finger there as I replied, “See you in the morning.”
Shoving my phone in my pocket, I growled, “I want you outside. Now.”
Her grin disappeared and gave way to a sexy curl of her lips. Without another word, she turned and began walking outside. My eyes dropped to her ass. The way it swayed under the tight fit of her short, black dress almost made me come in my pants.
That dress is fucking perfect.
I followed her outside and as we walked past the corner of the building, I snagged her around the waist, lifted her to rest against my body and carried her around the corner. I then deposited her on the ground and pushed her up against the building. My hands went to the hem of her dress and I pulled it up to reveal her panties. I slid one hand inside to find her pussy while my other hand moved to take hold of her chin.
My eyes found hers and I demanded, “You good if I fuck my woman now?”
Those beautiful eyes of hers widened and she nodded. Her arms came around my neck and she said, “I thought you were going to make me wait until we got home.”
My heart sped up and my self-control almost reached breaking point. “Harlow, six days without your pussy and I’m ready to snap my dick off and suck it myself, but even that wouldn’t be enough. I need you. I’m not sure you realise how fuckin’ whipped for you I am. No way in hell can I wait until we get home.”
She wrapped one leg around me and used it to lift herself off the ground and into my arms while wrapping her other leg around me at the same time. Then her lips came to mine and she kissed me with the same desperate need I had for her. Her lips were almost brutal and her tongue demanded nothing less than everything I had to give, until the point we were both panting.
When the kiss ended, we stared at each other through wild eyes for a moment.
She’s mine, but I need more.
I need her like I’ve never needed anyone.
I need forever.
“What?” she panted out as we clung to each other in that suspended-in-time moment.
“I need you, Harlow.”
“You have me, baby.”
“No, I need more. I want forever with you.” My mind raced with the words I couldn’t quite find to make her understand and my chest pumped harder as my urgency grew.
“We have forever, Scott. I want that, too.” Her words came out fast, like she was trying to hurry me, but as much as I needed to be inside her, I needed to make her grasp what I was asking for.
“Marry me.” Fuck, I’d never imagined proposing to Harlow when I had her pushed up against a wall with her dress around her waist and my dick bulging out of my pants, but life hardly ever went the way I envisioned.
Understanding finally dawned in her eyes, and her face lit up with a huge smile. “That’s a given, but you’re going to have to give me a proper proposal before I actually say yes.”
Her sass was one of the reasons I loved her and she didn’t let me down. I shook my head and muttered, “Of course I fuckin’ am. But let’s be clear – we are getting married and it will be soon.”
She tightened her arms around me. “The only thing we need to be clear about right in this minute is the fact you’re going to get your dick out real soon and fuck me. Turns out I’m a cranky bitch when my man goes away, so you need to fix that fast. And I bet when I’m no longer cranky, you can get me to agree to all sorts of things.”
“Fuck,” I growled. “I’m having second thoughts about taking you away with me next time. Turns out I fuckin’ love your dirty mouth when you’re a cranky bitch.”
She opened her mouth but before she could get any words out, I crashed my mouth down onto hers and stole her breath with a kiss. The way she groaned into it and pushed her body against mine told me she loved it.
While I kissed her, I reached down and undid my pants to free my cock. I then slid Harlow’s panties to the side and positioned her so I could enter her.
Finally.
Fuck.
She was so damn wet and ready for me, welcoming me home. Her pussy squeezed around my dick and my eyes closed as I enjoyed the fuck out of that.