Commando (Rogue Rebels MC 1)

“Oh. I’m sorry.” He put me down immediately, grabbing me cheeks. His eyes burned into mine. “I love you so much, Addison.” He pressed his lips against mine. “I can’t believe this. Thank you. Thank you for everything. I’m so happy right now! You have no idea how much.”

I laughed. “Are you becoming emotional?”

He frowned, slightly embarrassed. “No.”

“Yes, you are. Your eyes are totally teary now.”

“No, they are not.”

“Yes, they are.”

“You’re imagining things.”

I was so happy. I had this gorgeous man and soon we were going to have a baby, and I felt like the happiest person alive. “I should thank you, Cole. You totally saved me that day in the pub.”

We kissed again, melting into each other. This was a perfect honeymoon and I never wanted it to end.

Soon our kiss became heated, and I could feel his cock hardening against me again. “Dr. Brennan, are we getting a little desperate?” I asked, teasing me.

He didn’t respond immediately, bringing his hand to my wet core. I needed him inside of me now.

“I don’t know, Addison. Are we?”

Touché.

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DEEP

Nicole Elliot

I swirled my straw around in my drink. Another night in the bar. Hopefully it won’t be a lonely evening.

Maria had already met someone, she was sitting dangerously close to a man with thick arms with tattoos running down them. She was getting lucky. But would I?

“You want another drink, Lucy?” The bartender, Mike, asked.

I glanced down at the watered down Jack and coke I was still nursing. “I’m okay, thanks Mike.”

Waiting for someone to notice me, to walk through that door and take me in his arms was driving me crazy. I just needed someone, anyone, to take me out of my head for one night.

Things at home had been nuts. I just wanted to get away, run from my problems. From all the bad. I needed a man to treat me right.

I lifted my eyes, scanning the bar for a worthy candidate. I finally spotted him standing near the door. I dragged my eyes across his large frame: tall, dark, and handsome. Just the way I like them. My lips parted as I took in all of his chiseled features. He was easily over six feet, probably with a couple of inches to spare. His bright blue eyes shined, even in the low lighting of this dingy bar. He took a swig of his beer, bringing the bottle up to his face and making his shirt pull tight across his broad chest, the muscles underneath bulging. Fuck, was he hot. His blue eyes caught my stare and a slow smirk spread across his face.

I took a final swig of my drink and returned his smile. Placing my empty glass down, I leaned over the bar making sure to push my boobs up in the process as I ordered another drink. My move caught his eye and he walked over in my direction before I finished my order.

“I got her drink, Mike,” he said to the bartender.