How About No (Bear Bottom Guardians MC 3)

The only thing I was able to concentrate on was the way her tight pussy enclosed over my cock.

She reached for the blanket as I thrust inside of her hard, filling her up completely full without a second to think.

A squeak left her throat, and she threw her head back, narrowly missing slamming it into my chin.

I leaned forward and latched my teeth onto the cord of her neck and started to thrust into her roughly.

“Cover us up, baby,” I ordered.

She blindly searched for the blanket that she’d dropped and yanked it over us—just in time, too.

Because moments after she pulled it up and settled it over both of our hips, a nurse’s voice sounded from the hallway, causing both of us to freeze.

Seconds after that, my cock throbbing inside of her, the door pushed open as a woman started to speak.

“…Not sure if it’s in here, but hell, I’ll look. Oh, crap! I forgot it was in use…I’m so sorry! Do y’all, erm, need anything?” The nurse wasn’t wearing the same colors as the other nurses I’d seen, so I assumed she was a student.

“No,” Landry sounded tired, drugged. “We’re fine. He’s doing great. I hope you don’t mind, but I had to use the bed since there wasn’t a chair.”

“No, not at all,” the girl smiled. “I can bring you one.”

Landry waved it away. “We’re okay right now. When I’m ready to have some room to myself, I’ll come ask for one.”

The woman smiled. “Okay…you can go back to sleep now.”

“Thank you,” Landry cheerfully replied.

All the while she was holding an intelligent conversation, I wondered what in the hell it was going to take for the woman to go the hell away.

I was literally dying, and all the while she was talking, Landry was squeezing things inside of her.

And then the door was closed, and I couldn’t help it. I ruthlessly fucked her, barely waiting long enough for the door to close behind the woman.

And then I was coming, and Landry was, too.

I immediately hated myself when my leg’s throbbing finally overcame the euphoria.

“I love you, Landry,” I whispered into her ear, trying not to relay how much pain I was in. “And I’m glad that you came tonight.”

She laughed. “Was that literally, or you know” —clenching herself around me— “literally?”

I snorted and pulled out of her, loving the small cry that left her lips. “Both, baby. Both.”

It wasn’t until two hours later that our perfect little world was shattered.

Hoax was whispering furiously into the phone, and I had to start him over twice to understand what he was saying.

“Someone just burned Landry’s place to the ground.”

With those eight words, our worlds changed.Chapter 13I doubt whiskey is the answer, but it’s worth a shot.

-T-shirt

Wade

“You’re doing an excellent job, and you’ve not received any complaints from anyone per se…”

My brows lifted, and I waited for the chief to continue.

“However, I’m getting feedback from your officers that you’re intimidating and hard to work with,” the chief finished.

I blinked once then felt my lips twitch before I took pity on the chief and replied, “I can either pass a drug test or keep being me…it’s completely up to you which one of those you choose.”

The chief rolled his eyes.

“You’re making them sweat, and this should be a more comfortable environment to work in than you’re making it. All I’m asking is that you dial it back a bit and allow them to do their jobs without pissing them off,” he continued as if I hadn’t just said that it would take me doing drugs for me to be nice to them.

I frowned. “If you’re talking about Watson and Peterson, I really can’t help what I did. They were in the wrong.”

The chief sat back in his seat, causing the leather to creak and the plastic to strain as his big bulk stretched the limits of the weight capacity.

The chief was a big man and definitely wouldn’t be able to pass the department’s physical any longer.

Really, none of them would.

“Tell me what they did that was so wrong,” the chief ordered.

I crossed my arms over my chest as well, mimicking his stance.

“They tried to get out of their physical test by bribing the physical education teacher that we use through the high school. I caught them in the act while out at the course, teasing the shit out of the teacher. Bayou was there if you don’t believe me,” I explained.

Really, what Peterson and Watson had done was harass the shit out of her, and if Bayou hadn’t happened to be out in the parking lot waiting for me to go to lunch with him, he might not have heard what was going on and been able to intervene.

The woman looked goddamn scared, to be honest.

I didn’t like when women looked scared.

Hell, Bayou had been utterly pissed.