Remington
The following Saturday, the Dogs were hosting a family get-together, which ant I would et the rest of rrick’s "brothers." I was nervous. I didn’t really know why, but I felt like this was a huge deal and I was going to be under a microscope.
I was in our bedroom when I heard raised male voices from the family room and headed toward the sound.
"Goddammit, rrick, you could have been in real trouble."
"Dad, the asshole beat the shit out of Remington, then pulled a knife on . It was self-defense."
"You shot him in the heart at close range. He was on the floor."
Oh my god!
"Actually shot him twice in the chest before he was on the floor, Dad. He kept coming. He was falling as I shot."
"Do you know how hard it is to get a shot dead center, particularly when one is falling?"
rrick didn’t respond, so I made my way into the room. He caught my eye and sighed, holding his arm out to . "Co et my dad, Rem."
rrick’s father turned, and I forced a smile. Good gravy, they looked alike. rrick had hazel eyes, where his father had blue, and his dad was mostly silver-haired and obviously older, but I got a glimpse into what rrick would look like as he aged, and I liked what I saw.
"Mr. Lundy," I said, holding my hand out. "It’s nice to et you."
He shook my hand and smiled, so much like rrick. "It’s nice to et you too, sweetheart. Call Ryan. Heard you had a rough go of it in Savannah."
I nodded as rrick wrapped an arm around and pulled close. "It wasn’t fun."
"I understand Nadia Popov is being tried for attempted murder."
"Really?" I asked.
rrick gave a gentle squeeze. "We don’t need to talk about that right now."
"Oh, I don’t know about that, Tweety. I think now’s a great ti to talk about it."
"I’ll fill you in later," rrick said with another squeeze.
"Or, your dad can fill in now, since he appears to have the most updated information."
rrick’s body locked, and I knew in that mont he was keeping stuff from .
"Well, I need to get going," Ryan said. "Dinner next week?"
"Sure," rrick replied. "Sounds great."
He separated himself from and walked his dad to the door, then faced .
"What aren’t you telling ?" I asked.
"Babe, it doesn’t touch you. Get your shoes on and we’ll go. You’re on my bike."
I pointed to my arm. "It already touched , rrick. Literally. What’s going on?"
He dragged his hands through his hair. "They’re investigating my involvent. Whether or not it was a clean shoot."
I gasped. "Oh my god. Are you going to jail?"
"No."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah. It was a clean shoot. Self-defense."
I closed the distance between us and gripped his cut. "Are. You. Sure?"
He stroked my cheek. "Yeah, baby. Dad’s helping, as is Jaxon...he’s F.B.I. I’m covered."
I dropped my head to his chest. "If I lost you..." I couldn’t even finish the thought. It was too much.
He lifted my chin and kissed gently. "You’re not gonna lose , Eeyore. Go get your shoes and we’ll head out."
I studied him for a few seconds before grabbing my boots and eting him by the front door. After donning a leather jacket, he led to his bike, stowed my purse in a saddlebag, then helped with my helt. It was a rare dry day for Portland, so I was looking forward to this ride. Particularly since it was my first ti on a motorcycle.
"Hold on tight, Rem. Lean when I lean, and if you need , pat my chest."
I nodded. "Okay."
He climbed on, then helped on the back and we were off.
It was magical, and a little scary...but mostly magical. Feeling the hum of the engine in my nether regions while I was wrapped around my man was heady. By the ti we pulled into the compound parking lot, I wanted to drag rrick into a closet sowhere and ease the ache.
"You good?" he asked, pushing down the kickstand.
"Other than horny as hell, yes," I admitted, pulling off my helt.
He held as I climbed off the bike, then got off himself. "You wanna take a minute?"
"Can we?"
He raised an eyebrow, setting our helts on the bike seats. "Of course we can. We’ll go in the back."
I bit my lip and nodded. "Let’s hurry."
He grabbed my bag out of the saddlebag, then took my hand and guided in through the back of the building and upstairs.
The Dogs of Fire compound was at the back of Big Ernie’s, an autobody shop, and much more prison-like than I expected. I missed the coolness of the Savannah barn, but kept my opinion to myself as rrick unlocked a grey door and pushed it open. Turning on the light, he covered my mouth with his and kicked the door shut.
"You good with a quickie?" he asked, pushing the leather jacket from my shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.
"I’m not the one who constantly gabs while fucking, Tweety, so maybe you should ask yourself that," I joked.
He chuckled as he tugged my T-shirt over my head and cupped my breasts. "Sorry, girls, no play ti for you, we don’t have ti."
I swatted his hands away, and knelt before him, my hands going to the waistband of his jeans. "God, you are so wordy."
He chuckled. "You gonna let put my dick in your pussy?"
"In a minute," I retorted, tugging his pants down, freeing his cock. "Mmm, my precious."
"Does that make lord of the cock rings?"
"Look, if you want our roleplaying to move into LARPing territory, I’m going to need to expand my wardrobe to include so sexy cloaks."
"Don’t make laugh when you’re about to blow ."
I grinned and ran my tongue up the length, before wrapping my lips around the tip, then taking him all the way to the back of my throat.
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