“Take Kat and head toward the door,” I growled at Sadie, who smiled at me with heat in her eyes.
The blond came at me, a gun in the hand that wasn’t bloody. “You’re dead, motherfucker.” He lunged forward with the black nine-millimeter aimed at my head.
It wasn’t the first time, and with the life I led, it wouldn’t be the last. I ducked down and jabbed his stomach twice and then his chest. The injured hand gripped his midsection, and he swung at me with the gun. The force of my forearm lowering down on his arm had him doubled over. I took the gun and cracked him over the head with it.
“Stay down!” I ordered.
Young bucks always wanted to fight, to keep going when they didn’t have any gas left in the tank.
Being an older man, I knew better. And I also knew young guys never saw me coming. “Dead. Mother. Fucker.”
I nodded at his words and removed the bullets from the gun, quickly taking it apart. I let all the pieces fall on top of him, one final act of humiliation.
“I look forward to it.” I stood and headed toward the back exit, pausing when I saw that Sadie and Kat hadn’t made it but two feet away.
“What the fuck, girls? Get the hell out of here.”
Sadie only arched a brow while Kat stared at me like I was a two-headed snake.
“Let’s go.” I put an arm around each of them, looked back just as more leather vest-clad bikers headed our way.
“Quickly, please.” I ushered them out into the alley where Oliver waited for us. I shoved them both into the back seat of the SUV and closed the door before I hopped in the front passenger seat.
“Holy. Shit. Thomas.” Kat’s volume was a little loud, a combination of alcohol and the loud bar at play. “I never knew you could do that. Fuck. You’re like some secret badass Damn. Fucking badass!”
I flashed a small, bland smile. I’d been with these kids their entire lives, and they didn’t know much about me, other than I rarely strayed too far from their mother’s side. I didn’t expect them to know, because as far as they were concerned, I was just the help. They treated me with respect and that was exactly what I wanted.
I knew my place in the Ashby family as well as the Ashby Organization.
Kat went on and on about my fighting skills, to no one in particular, just basic drunk babbling. Sadie, however, remained silent. I knew exactly what that meant.
The same thing it always meant.
Terry met us outside the manor and took Kat inside their place while Oliver took the SUV around to the garage, leaving me to put Sadie to bed.
Sadie was never, ever, an easy woman. When she was a little bit drunk, she was handsy and horny.
“Fuck, it took too damn long to get home,” she moaned and pressed her body against mine. Her lips and teeth nipped at my jaw, my neck. One hand wrapped around my cock and gave it a squeeze because drunk Sadie liked to fuck.
Specifically, she wanted to fuck me.
Here, in the confines of her bedroom, Sadie liked to believe she was in charge. She wasn’t. It was my cock she craved, which meant I was in charge.
“Tell me what you want, Sadie.”
She smiled and gripped my cock hard. That pulled a groan from me.
“You know what I want, Thomas. I want you to fuck me.”
I knew Sadie better than she knew herself. I’d loved her for longer than I could remember, and I knew her body, her erotic cries by heart.
“Do you?”
She nodded. “You know just what I like. Give it to me.”
I nodded and tugged at my tie, tossing it on the closest chair. My gaze never left her. That little hitch of arousal in her breath hit my cock hard.
“Give it to you?”
She nodded.
“Please,” I growled at her. “Give it to you, please.” I took off my shirt slowly, one button at a time, and dropped it on top of the tie.
Sadie folded her arms over her chest and arched a brow.
“Please? I don’t beg, Thomas.”
I fucking loved this game. “Too bad. Guess I’ll have to make you beg.”
She threw her head back and laughed, which gave me the perfect chance to advance on her, to peel that green dress off her that clung to her tits, her narrow waist, until it pooled on the floor between us. I stripped her until she stood before me, wearing nothing but her signature cocky smile.
“That’s better. Now be a good boy and give me a good hard fuck.”
“No.” I lifted her petite frame in my arms and laid her across her expansive bed. She thought she wanted a good, hard fuck because that was what got Colm’s cock hard. That’s how the other men she fucked liked to fuck her, but I knew Sadie. I knew what she really liked.