Touched By The Devil (Devil's Riders 7)

She sighed and started rocking her hips as I rubbed her clit with my tongue. I lifted my head and used my finger instead.

“Tell me you agree.”

“Uh… Mac!”

I slipped a finger inside her, still working her clit.

“Tell me.”

“Okay!”

“You are moving in with me. We will figure something out.”

“Oh, God! Hmmph… are you sure?”

“Sure I want you in my house? In my bed every night?” I leaned down to slide my tongue all over her while she whimpered. “Yes, ma’am, I’m more than sure.”

She started to circle her hips. So did I. I’d never wanted anything more than to slip my cock inside her at that moment. Everything else washed away. It was just her gorgeous body, all helpless and open and trembling, and my eager hands and mouth. My cock pressed into the mattress, harder than hard. I wasn’t even inside her and my dick felt good. Every single fucking nerve ending I had was firing.

“Hold on,” I instructed, lifting her hips in the air and going to town.

Chapter 23

Suzanna

“We’re going to stay here for a while, though. Just until we are sure.”

“Huh?”

“Sure it is safe.”

I was floating on a blissful cloud between orgasms. So many orgasms. Mac was lying on his side facing me, his fingers lazily tracing the curves of my breasts, my hips, my belly. I wiggled a little under the feather-light touches, starting to feel that urgency again.

The man did things to me, that was for sure.

“I’m pretty sure that jackass isn’t dumb enough to tangle with the club, but I don’t want you at my place until we are sure.”

“Oh,” I sighed. He was so considerate. So thoughtful and protective. I had to admit, I liked this side of him, even if he was a little ‘unga-bunga.’

I took another sip of water. The bottle was almost empty. Surely, I was sober enough now to make my own decisions about sex?

Mac kissed me softly and pulled the covers over my body. I wasn’t sure if he read my mind, but sleep suddenly seemed like a really good idea. He curled his big, warm body around me, giving me the ultimate feeling of safety and protection.

“Get some sleep.”

* * *

“Good morning, sweetheart.”

I opened my eyes and stared at the vision in front of me. A gorgeous shirtless, muscle-bound guy. And he was holding something that smelled delicious. He was holding…

“Coffee!” I squealed, reaching for it like a kid in a candy shop. He handed it to me with a smile, sitting on the edge of the bed and staring at me.

“Hmm?” I asked with my mouth full of coffee.

“You aren’t drunk anymore.”

I shook my head with a smile. Then I remembered. I realized what he was saying.

“Oh.”

I put the coffee cup aside. Mac grinned at me, slowly pulling the covers away. I shivered in anticipation as his fingers slid up my bare legs. He crawled over me, kissing me deeply. I was still naked from the night before. He only wore jeans.

The way I saw it, we were about five minutes from pound town.

DING-DONG

We stared at each other in horror. Someone was actually… here.

Mac cursed.

“Maybe if we are really quiet, they will go away?” I offered with desperate hope.

We heard knocking and a kid’s voice calling out for ‘Uncle Mac’. He groaned and fell back on the bed. I stared at his ridiculously sexy body hungrily, knowing our chance was slipping away.

“It’s Jayce. Kirstin must be with her.”

He slapped his face a couple of times and pressed a quick kiss on my cheek.

“Take your time coming down,” he said. “But when you do, there is more coffee.”

I moaned.

“No fair, bribing me with caffeine.”

He gave me a sexy smile and left. I rolled over and grabbed for the half-empty cup, downing the rest in a couple of sips. It was delicious.

Who knew? Mac made a mean cup of coffee. The man could pretty much do anything, in my book.

I sighed and looked for my bra and panties. I found the bra, but the panties were nowhere to be found. I figured they were tangled up in the sheets after Mac tore them. I shrugged and pulled on my jeans and top. The panties were probably too shredded to put back on, anyway. All of my clean clothes were downstairs in my bag.

I sniffed my pits. I didn’t smell. Yet.

I found a bathroom upstairs and splashed water on my face. I combed my fingers through my hair and rubbed my finger over my teeth with toothpaste. I still kind of looked like I’d been tumble dried, but it was the best I could do.

I retrieved my empty coffee cup and headed downstairs.

Chapter 24

Kirsten

“We brought muffins!”

I smiled fondly as Jayce thrust the basket of baked goods at Mac. He looked sleepy. I worried that we had interrupted his sleep.

“Suzanna will be down in a minute,” he said, taking the basket. He grinned at Jayce and gestured us inside. The baby was strapped to my chest so I was more than a little awkward as I lowered myself into a chair.