Zach (Hell's Handlers MC 1)

They’d pretty much stopped dancing at that point and just stood holding each other on the porch. Darkness surrounded them, except for the glow of an overhead light. “I want you to be mine, Toni. Not my fuckin’ friend. Not my fucking friend. My woman. My ol’ lady. And I don’t give up easy, baby, so you should just give in now and save yourself the trouble.”

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Toni smiled up at Zach. A lightness she hadn’t felt since she left Chicago filled her insides. Even though she’d already decided to go all in, his words were exactly what she needed to hear to know she’d made the right decision.

Maybe she really could have it all. A good man who adored her, would protect her heart and body, and set that body on fire every night. “Hmm,” she said. “Maybe you should chase me a little bit more.”

“Woman,” he said giving her a squeeze while he laughed. “So, I’ve been thinking. Chicago isn’t thaaat far.”

“Zach—”

“You go back to your job and your life. We long-distance it for a while. I’ll come up every weekend.”

“Zach—”

“Hold on, let me tell you my idea. When you feel good. One hundred percent safe and confident in our relationship, then we revisit the idea of you moving here.”

She smashed his lips between her fingers. “Zach. Stop bossing for one second and listen.”

He tried to talk despite his clamped mouth and Toni laughed at the unintelligible sound.

“I quit my job today. And gave my landlord thirty days’ notice. Since I’m your woman, I guess that means you’re going to have to make a trip to Chicago to help me pack my stuff.”

Zach slid his hand from her ass up to her head and gripped her hair, tilting her head back. “You nagging me already?”

Toni laughed and it felt amazing. Freeing to be able to express herself with him. “You sure you want an ol’ lady?”

“No. I don’t want an ol’ lady. I want you,” he said as he kissed her. It was slow and sweet, but no less deep and potent.

“Zach,” she whispered, after he’d scrambled her brain. “Take me inside, please.”

“What for? To eat the dinner I brought you?” he asked moving his mouth to her neck.

“Mmm.” She tilted her head to give him better access. It didn’t matter where he kissed her. Anywhere his lips landed seemed to have a direct connection to her sex. She needed him horizontal and inside her in the next two minutes.

Well, vertical would work too.

“Sure, we can eat the food. After you fuck me.”

He nipped along her jawline then rubbed his stubbly cheek along the bite, making her tremble with need. “Fuck yeah. That’s my girl.”

Zach kissed her again and somehow managed to maneuver them into the house while their mouths were joined. They made their way toward her bedroom kissing, laughing, and removing clothes.

While trying to hop on one foot to remove her shoe and keep her lips on Zach, Toni tripped. Zach caught her and pressed her to the wall. He trailed kisses down her neck, over her collar bone, to the tops of her breasts. He dipped his tongue between her breasts then pulled the cups of her bra down, revealing her tightened nipples.

“Fuck, I love your tits.” He sucked a nipple into his mouth and Toni cried out. “I could suck them for fucking hours.”

God, that sounded like heaven. “Yes. Please,” she said.

Zach licked a path to the other nipple and drew it into the warm depths of his mouth, pressing the nipple to the roof of his mouth. Toni’s back arched off the wall and she moaned.

“Next time,” he said. “I need pussy.”

Well, she certainly wasn’t going to argue with that. After ushering her into her room, Zach gave her a push and sent her sprawling onto her bed with a laugh. His mouth met hers yet again while he worked her shorts off her legs. There was an urgency about him, a desperation in his actions that had him almost ripping at her shorts. Then he went to work on his jeans, treating them to the same impatient removal.

When they were both completely naked, Zach lowered himself over her and dropped his forehead to hers. “Fuck,” he said, suddenly calm. “You have no idea how much I needed to feel your skin on me.”

His bulky body pressed her into the mattress and prevented her from moving. Her breasts were mashed against the strong hardness of his chest. His belly, much firmer and defined than hers, rubbed along hers, all the way down past her hips. And his cock, so hard it was almost pulsing, rested against her thigh.

“Promise I’ll do right by you, baby,” he whispered against her lips.

“I know you will, Zach. I’m not worried. And I’ll do right by you,” she promised.