Claiming Menace (Ruthless Sinners MC 5)

Damn.

Getting her out of my system was going to be harder than I thought.

Parker

I’d gone to his office to apologize for spilling drinks all over him, but I never got the chance. My innocent gesture turned into something completely different the second I spotted him in the shower. My brain short-circuited and turned me into a wanton peeping Tom. I couldn’t believe it. After months and months of living in constant fear and anguish, I felt something good—really good, and I didn’t want it to end. I let myself have the moment. It wasn’t like I had a choice. I was sucked in by all the steam, the hot water trickling down his bulging muscles, his unbelievable ass, which was absolute perfection—and his incredibly large hand stroking his incredibly large member. I was a goner.

I knew I should’ve rushed out of there the second I realized what he was doing, or better yet, when I saw that he was naked and in the shower. It would’ve been the decent thing to do, but I couldn’t seem to force myself to leave. I could only stand there, clenching my thighs together as I watched my boss pleasure himself. What kind of crazy lunatic does that? This kind… Me! I was the crazy lunatic who did that. I blamed my actions on lack of sex. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been with a man, and seeing him in the shower stirred something inside me I hadn’t felt in a very long time. When I finally came to my senses, I raced out of that office like a bat out of hell and ran smack dab into Country. A big smile crossed his face when he asked me, “Hold on there, darlin’. Where’s the fire?”

“Oh, umm. No fire. I’d just gone to Menace’s office to...” Images of Menace naked in the shower came flashing through my mind, making it difficult to form a complete sentence. “I was going to... apolo... apologize for spilling those drinks on him.”

“Ah, no need to apologize for that.” Country snickered. “Wasn’t the first time a woman threw drinks at him. Won’t be the last.”

“Wait, I didn’t throw the drinks on him. He bumped into me, and they spilled on him.”

“Mm-hmm. If you say so.” His eyes skirted over me, and a wicked grin crossed his face. “You got plans later tonight?”

“As a matter of fact, I do.” Country seemed like a good enough guy, but I had absolutely no interest in that charming smile of his. There was only one man I was attracted to, and he was having himself a merry old time in the shower. Doing my best to let him down easy, I told him, “I have a hot date with my bed, and I’m really looking forward to it.”

“Sounds like fun. Maybe too much fun.” Not ready to give up, he pushed a little harder. “You might need a chaperone. It’s not usually my thing, but since you’re new in town, I’d be willing to make an exception.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “I appreciate the offer, but I’m gonna have to pass. I wouldn’t want my bed to get jealous.”

“You never know.” Country stepped closer. “We might just hit it off.”

Before I could respond, I heard Menace’s voice roar, “Country! That front door isn’t gonna watch itself.”

“Yeah, I’m on it.”

Without another word, Country walked right past me and down the hall, disappearing into the main bar. When I turned to look at Menace, he was standing in the doorway in a pair of jeans and a half-buttoned shirt, looking just as unbelievable as he did in that damn shower. I felt like someone’s hands were wrapped around my throat as I muttered, “I’m sorry about spilling the drinks on you.”

“Mm-hmm. Not a problem.”

“I’m also really sorry for… uh... walking in while you were showering.”

“You sure about that?”

“Yes, I’m very sorry.” I could feel the heat of my blush creep over my face. “It was completely inappropriate, and I’m truly sorry I did that to you.”

“I don’t think you are.”

“What?”

“You heard me.” Menace stepped out of the doorway and stalked over to me, only stopping when he was towering over me. He took another step forward, forcing me back as he pinned me against the wall. I could feel the warmth of his breath caress my shoulder as he growled, “I think you liked what you saw.”

“No!” I gasped. “I mean... yes, but no. I—”

“Which is it?” He lowered his mouth to my ear; his voice was low and sultry. “Did you or did you not like what you saw?”

Oh, dear Lord, this man had me so tangled up I didn’t know what to think. My entire body was tingling with desire as I muttered, “I don’t know.”

“Oh, I think you do know. And you know what else?”