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She reached back and unsnapped her
bra, letting it fall to the floor. Mia touched her cheeks, bit her lip again,
and slid her fingers down to her shoulders. Slowly, her fingertips continued
until she touched her own breasts. Her body was so sensitive and reactive, even
to her own touch. The moment her middle fingers touched her nipples, they were
hard, tender, making her jump a little.

Speaking of jumping, Mia watched as
Nate

s cock reacted to her.
Thickening, pushing forward, starting to become stiff.

Mia cupped her breasts and sighed.
She watched Nate swallow hard. He kept his hands at his sides, just watching
her.

She then moved her hands down. One
hand into her own panties, the other grabbing the side of her panties. Her
fingertips felt her smoothness, but she didn

t
go all the way down to touch where she was wet.

That was for Nate to do.

Mia stripped off her panties and
then stepped toward the shower. Nate backed up to the wall and gave a nod,
allowing Mia into the shower.

She stepped into the water, sliding
along the door.

Nate shut the door and then turned
his back to Mia. He put his head down into the water, letting it cascade down
his back.

Softly, Mia touched his back. Her
fingertips moved to the blistered welts.


Does
it hurt?

she asked.


Does
it look like it hurts?


Yeah.
A lot.


There
you go.

Mia ran her hands down Nate

s back. She touched his waist,
even touched his ass for a second. It was all wild, different, but it was so
good. Her knees were shaking with some kind of erotic fear. Between her legs,
she was already throbbing, wishing Nate would reach back and touch her. Slide
his fingers between her legs, press against her soft folds, and then enter her.

Using her right hand, Mia

s crept around to Nate

s stomach. She felt the bottom
ridges of his stomach muscles. It was then smooth for a moment before she felt
his pubic hair. Her fingers found the thick and solid root of his cock.

He was fully hard.

Holy fucking shit.

Mia tried to curl her fingers
completely around him. She slowly slid her hand up and then back down. She
repeated the slow motion to his hardness a few times. Her lips came forward,
kissing his back. Then she pressed her breasts to his back, wanting him to feel
her. Her other hand came around and joined in.

Mia had her left hand at the bottom
of Nate

s erection. Pumping
him. Her other hand slid up to the engorged tip of his cock and she squeezed.
Nate let out a groan and she felt his ass flex against her body.


Yes,

she whispered.

Her hand twisted and played,
feeling the amazing definition of his dick. She then started moving both hands
together on him. Up and down, pulling, pushing, squeezing, releasing. Feeling
this wild hardness of Nate

s
cock. He started to thrust a little, coming forward and then pulling back,
hitting Mia

s body.

She was ungodly turned on, each
time Nate moved, his back pressing against her breasts. Her nipples never felt
so sensitive in her life, to the point where any kind of stimulation sent a
wave of pleasure between her legs. Mia caught herself rocking her hips, her
body demanding relief. She wanted to come when Nate did.

Nate pulled back and thrust hard at
her hands again. She cried out and then nibbled at his back. She was breathing
faster than he was.

That

s
when Nate stepped forward, taking his beautiful cock out of her reach. He put
his hands to the wall and stood there, the water going beyond him, hitting just
Mia

s body.


It

s okay,

Mia whispered.

I
need

you
…”

Nate looked back at her.

No, you don

t. You fucking think you do.


Try
me.

Nate turned. His hands balled into
fists. His cock pointed right at Mia. Long and thick, aiming for her. He took
one step, gritted his teeth, and Mia fell back against the other wall of the
shower.

The look in his eyes was addicting.
That bad guy anger rushed right at her.

A second later, Nate was her. One
hand cupped her ass, lifting her, putting her into position. Her back against
the wall, Mia lifted her right leg. She bent her left knee a little and then
grabbed for Nate

s
shoulders. She felt his intense strength as he squeezed her ass.

Looking down, she saw him take hold
of his cock, squeezing tight. He stroked himself once, let go, then gripped
himself again. It was like he was fighting whether to do it or not.

Mia couldn

t take it.

She thrust herself, wanting him
deep inside her body. She took her right hand off his shoulder and reached
down. She spread herself, touching herself, showing Nate everything. She
slipped her middle finger into her pussy, needing to feel

Nate finally came forward and
pressed against her.

The pressure was instant and
shocking.

Mia gasped and Nate pressed harder.
She watched the head of his cock penetrate her. Mia

s muscles tightened. Her mind told her this was
impossible, but her body wanted it even more.

Nate slid into her gently, inch by
inch.

She was so full it was hard to
breathe.

As Nate started to pull out of her
slickness, she felt the wild rush of an orgasm.


Fuck,

she cried out as she started to
throb.

He then pounded forward, entering
her deeper than the first thrust. He slid his hand up her body and cupped her
breast. Mia had her nails dug into his shoulders, pumping her body at his cock.
Forcing herself to stretch, loving the pressure, her orgasm so intense her
belly started to hurt.


Fuck,
babe,

Nate growled.

Easy
…”


I
can

t. I fucking can

t
…”

Nate moved his hand from her breast
down to her hip. He held her tight, held her in place, and then started to fuck
her. Pulling back and thrusting, harder, deeper, faster. Nate  was going right
in for the kill and that was fine with Mia. She wanted it. She needed it. So
did Nate.

Both his hands soon gripped her
waist. Mia pressed the top of her back to the wall and kept her left leg
balanced on the edge of the shower. She let her hands climb down Nate

s body, her fingers memorizing
every hard curve of muscle he had to offer. Her left hand pressed at his
stomach, feeling him breathing faster and faster. She couldn

t help  herself as she looked
down and watched his cock moving in and out of her body. Her body was still
tender, throbbing, as though she had never escaped the beautiful claws of a
great orgasm. It just kept going and going, feeling so good the entire time.

Slowly, Mia lifted her head. She
arched back a little, resting her head to the wall. Her entire body bounced
with each heavy thrust from Nate.

He closed the gap between them, his
face coming dangerously close to hers. Before Mia could figure out what was
happening next, Nate had his lips to hers. Kissing her. Hard, fast, matching
the speed of his dick as he fucked her.

The kiss grew hot and wild.

Mia felt Nate

s body thickening even more. His
thrusts slowed just a little, but they became insanely powerful. Each thrust was
bringing her to her toes. His tongue darted in and out of her mouth. Groaning,
hissing, bringing himself to the edge of climax.

Nate

s
lips flirted with Mia

s as
he growled,

Oh, fuck
…”

He then was out of her body.

Mia lost feeling in her legs for a
few seconds. Nate had his cock pressed between his body and hers. The bottom of
his shaft against her stomach. His cock throbbed, spilling between them. Pumping
and releasing, Nate gritted his teeth as he kept thrusting.  Mia hurried to
force her hand between their bodies and grip him. Holding the head of his cock,
she squeezed and pumped, watching him as he came over and over.

Nate slowly stopped thrusting. His
hands held tight to Mia

s
hips. Her hand slowly slid up and down his entire cock.


Is
that what you wanted?

Nate
growled.


For
now, sure.


Good.
Now get the fuck out of the shower.

Nate opened the door. Mia climbed
out and grabbed a towel. He shut the door and Mia dried herself, watching him
shower again. She was able to dry her arms, legs, face, but not between her
legs.

Nate had set her on fire

even if he was a bad guy, and
even if they were in danger

he had set her on fire.

fifteen.

 

Nate dried off and left the
bathroom. Mia had a long t-shirt on.

And nothing else.

Nate knew this because Mia had a
pile of her clothes on the floor, her bra and panties right on top of the small
pile.


I
took a shirt from the closet,

she said.

Sorry.


You
don

t have anything with
you?

Nate asked.


I
keep a bag in my car. It has enough for now.


I

ll tell one of the prospects to
get it for you. Relax now, okay? Are you hungry?


I

m starving.


Let
me get us something to eat then, okay?


Are
you going to lock me in here?

Nate gritted his teeth.

I dare you to walk out to the
clubhouse dressed like that. They

ll
smother you, babe.

He
walked to the bed and ran a finger along Mia

s
hair.

Something tells me
nobody ever pointed out to you how beautiful you are.


Only
when they wanted what

s
between my legs.


Well,
I

m telling you. And I

m not looking between your legs.

Nate pulled his hand away and
backed up. He got fresh clothes and dropped the towel, his ass to Mia. He
glanced to the bathroom and knew he should have just gotten changed there.

But whatever, this was his fucking
room.

When he looked down at his dick, he
silently cursed himself. Thinking too much with the wrong head right now, that
was for sure. The name of the game was to get Mia to help the MC put that judge
and Chief Jerry in a bad spot. Then the MC could attack and take their stand.

Once dressed, Nate ran a hand
through his hair. He looked back at Mia.

Stay
here. I

ll be back in a
few.

At the bar, Nate first ordered a
cold beer. He then put in an order for some food, whatever the hell the
prospects could throw together that didn

t
taste like shit. Sitting there, Nate couldn

t
stop the images of Mia

s
wet and beautiful body. The curves of her tits and hips. The feel of her ass.
Her left leg lifted, her sweet pussy dripping all over him. Fuck, it was making
him hard again.

He couldn

t fall for her. That wasn

t an option in all this. Christ, she was being used
up as bait for the MC, for her uncle, for everyone involved in all this.


Mind
if I sit?

Nate snapped back to reality and
Griffin stood next to him.


Sit,

Nate said.


You
brought her in here?


That

s none of your fucking business.


Yeah,
I guess not. We

re under
guard now. Chief Jerry passed by to check on things. Didn

t even bother to look. He
fucking knows what

s
happening. It

s going to
get bad soon.


It
is bad.


Yeah.
Well, it

s going to get
worse.


What
do you want from me, Griffin?

Nate looked at Griffin.

You
want me to go put a bullet in the back of her head? Will that help you with
whatever you

re going
through?


Listen,
man, I just got this feeling. Maybe it

s
not her. Maybe it

s
something else. But I got this feeling that something bad
…”

Griffin shook his head.

He was obviously more than half
drunk right now.


Christ,

Nate said.

We

ll
fight through this. Even when Chief Jerry is out of the picture, we

ll make it work. Frelen can

t survive without us. You know
that.


I
know that,

Griffin spat.

Of course I do. I

ve been doing this longer than
you.


Maybe
you

re getting too old and
tired for it.


I

ll kill you if you ever say that
again.


Yeah.
You do that.

Silence fell for a few seconds.
Griffin ordered two shots and demanded Nate take one. They saluted each other,
clanking the small glasses together, and then took the shots.


She

s got to be at that poker game,
Nate,

Griffin said.

I

m
just putting it out there so you don

t
get ambushed by Miller or Gaige. Or the fucking table.


Why
do you think she

s here?

Nate asked.

For my comfort?


Come
on, bro, I know you

re
hitting that. I see it burning in your eyes. You stink of her.


Can

t help myself. You know that.


Yeah,
I know. Did you hear me, man? About the game?


I
heard, Griffin. She

s got
to do what she came for. That

s
what she does to pay her bills. You know? Just surviving, like the rest of us.

Griffin sighed.

I don

t know what the fuck you have up your ass about
this one, but good luck with it. That

s
all I can offer. Good luck. We were attacked today, Nate. Not one of us. All of
us. They wanted that shrapnel bomb to rip through the lot. And then they were
going to come barreling into the lot. That was designed. That was given a green
light.


Which
is why we

re going to fight
back and stop it,

Nate
said. He stood up.

It

s sensitive shit, Griffin. I

m not Miller, I don

t make those decisions. I just
put on the cut and do what I

m
told.


Like
a robot.


Like
a good, loyal member,

Nate
said. He put a hand to Griffin

s
shoulder.

I

d die for you, Griffin. For
anyone in this club. But leave this one alone. Stay the fuck away from Mia.
Stop making her feel guilty. She didn

t
do this. Focus on the enemy, man.


Right
now I

m going to focus on
the blonde eyeing me at the other side of the bar.

Nate shook his head and walked
around the bar. He stuck his head in the kitchen and whistled. A prospect stood
there with a large plate of food. Same old shit - burgers and fries - but Nate
knew what he liked. This wasn

t
a fucking date. No fancy fucking dinner, wine, candles, and all that bullshit.
That

s not how this life
worked.

He took the plate and then told the
prospect to get Mia

s bag
out of her car and bring it to the room.

As Nate carried the food back to
the room, he heard a noise. At first, it was a growling noise. Then it was
followed by a woman

s
voice. A weak voice.

Hurt?

Is Mia hurt

?

Nate started to haul ass. He turned
the corner of the hall, ready to drop the food and grab his gun.

The growling and weak cries came
again.

Nate put on the brakes and stopped,
seeing the culprit.

It was Blaine. With a goddamn
woman.

The woman stood on the arms of a
chair, pants and panties down to her ankles. She had her shirt halfway up her
stomach, looking down, whimpering as Blaine

s
face was between her legs. Blaine pulled back with a wet sound and smacked his
lips together.


It

s fucking poison,

he growled.

But I can

t get enough. Squirt in my mouth, beautiful. Got
that? Hurry. Or I

ll go
find someone who will.

Blaine growled and attacked between
the woman

s legs again. Her
body jumped when he did it.

Nate caught his breath and knew how
to turn his head and ignore the scene. This was how the nights (into the
mornings) went. This was the only relief the guys had. Fuck, they called the
women
relievers
for a reason. They were there to take care of the guys.
Sometimes the world was a rotten son of a bitch. So having someone wrap her
legs around your waist - or face - for a few minutes seemingly balanced out the
scales.

There was another sight that caught
Nate

s attention. Hell,
more so than Blaine diving between some woman

s
legs.

The woman was groaning and Blaine
growling like a fool as Nate stood and stared at Mia. She had the door open and
stood halfway out. Still wearing nothing but a long t-shirt, like a fucking
nightmare that was just too beautiful to get away from.

Nate walked to the room and looked
down at Mia.

Thought I
told you to stay here.


I
heard

I thought she was
hurt. Shot or something.


No.
He

s just testing her right
now. The crazy shit will happen behind closed doors. Thankfully.


And
that

s not crazy?

Nate looked back and saw Blaine
pull away from the woman. He had two fingers between her legs, moving killer
fast against her pussy. The woman was damn near crying, her body thrusting. She
was literally pouring from between her legs.


Get
in the fucking room,

Nate
bellowed.

He kicked the door shut behind him.

Mia just stood there, looking
guilty as hell.


What?

Nate asked.


Nothing.
Just

it

s so wild. I mean, I work in a
strip club. I see crazy things all the time. But that
…”

Nate slowly put the plate down and
approached Mia. He gritted his teeth as he stared down at her. They were on
thin fucking ice right now.


You
like it,

he whispered.

That

s why you

re
flustered. You liked watching Blaine eat that chick out. You want him to do it
to you?


No,

Mia said.

Fuck, no.


You
want to taste the woman?


No.

Nate reached forward. He slowly
lifted the shirt up and slipped his hand between Mia

s soft and warm legs.

She was fucking wet.


You
liked it,

he said again.

You dirty fucking thing
…”

Nate moved his hand to her hip. His
other hand came forward and Nate walked her to the bed. He then lifted her with
ease, putting her on the bed. She stood there, surprised, staring down at him.
He loved the look on her face. She touched his hair and then nodded.

She whispered,

Yes. Fine, okay? I liked it. It

s crazy
…”


My
life is fucking crazy, babe.

Nate had nothing else to say. He
came forward and took a deep breath, inhaling Mia

s
wet scent. The desire crawled across his face as he slipped his hands around to
her ass. His fingers kneaded as her, pulling her sweetness to him. His tongue
savored that first taste, his stiff tongue against her forgiving folds. Lapping
at them a few times, jumping. She was so goddamn turned on and so nervous at
the same time. It was like her body didn

t
know how to react.

Nate

s
hands gripped tighter at Mia

s
ass. Pulling her closer, tighter, her legs opening wider, leaving him to taste
everything she had to offer. Her tender folds gave way to her throbbing center.
His tongue flirted before he darted into her. The burning and aching, Mia
crying out his name, like she wanted to try and compete with Blaine and that
woman in the hallway. Her hands curled around his hair, holding him right
there.

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