The Biker's Nanny
Fucking the nanny wasn’t going to be an option.
He’d kept his distance.
It had only been a month, but that was more than enough time for him to know what he wanted and who he wanted.
He stood up.
Jasmine took a step back.
With each step he took, she moved back until she hit the wall.
Slamming his hands against the wall, he saw her jump.
“What are you doing?”
He saw her eyes dilate.
He glanced down her body, and the shirt she wore was like a second skin over her tits, her hard nipples pressing against the front.
“You feel this, Jasmine. I won’t listen to you say otherwise. I know you do. I can see that you do.” He cupped her cheek, tilting her head back.
“I love my job. I don’t want to lose it.”
“They won’t find out. Not right now.”
“They do checks, Hawk. I love my job.”
“Your job right now is to take care of Bethany and me.”
“I’m not your nanny.”
He saw her fighting this. “Okay, we’ll play this your way for a time, but I will warn you, I don’t play fair.”
Before she could say anything else, he slammed his lips down on hers, silencing her.
She released a moan. Her hands gripped his hips, and she was running them up his chest.
Cupping her hip, he caressed down to her thigh, lifting it high on his hip so that he could rock his cock against her core.
She gasped, and he plundered into her mouth, tasting her.
Breaking from her lips, he kissed down her neck, sucking on her tender flesh. She was so fucking tasty. His cock was rock-hard. He wanted inside her, fucking her hard. Instead, he held off, waiting, listening, and then he heard that groan, the one that told him she was hungry and desperate for more.
“Please.”
That was all he was waiting for.
Pulling away, he gave her a smile.
“Then maybe you should make a decision as to whether you want to be my old lady or not.”
He let her go, and without waiting for her to say anything else, he followed the sound of Bethany’s cries.
Humming to himself, he didn’t linger. Picking up his baby girl, he carried her outside into the warm, fresh air.
She giggled while still holding the rattle.
Putting her down on the ground beneath a tree, he sat down and watched as she crawled around. Every now and then, she’d stop and push her fist into her mouth, looking so cute as she did.
“Your girl’s in trouble,” Bear said, dropping down beside him.
“Why?”
“Renee likes her and is trying to convince her to go out. The last time Renee went out, she ended up hanging out of my truck because she wouldn’t stay the fuck inside it.”
“When are you going to pull your head out of your ass and claim her?”
“Probably never,” Bear said. “She’s too good for me.”
“Bullshit. You’ve always pushed her away. I don’t get it.”
“Simple. I want her to have whatever she wants. A life filled with love and no heartache. This life, it eats women like Renee. I couldn’t stand to hurt her.”
“Pussy.”
“Fuck you.”
“Have you ever thought that she’s the kind of girl you don’t hurt? That you’re not going to hurt her. What do I know? I buried the mother of my kid after I killed her, so I’m not one to talk.”
“Your girl know that you put the old lady patch on her?” Bear asked.
“She knows.”
“She happy about it?”
“Fuck no, she’s not. I’m not going to take it away though. Jasmine’s mine.” He laughed. “Jasmine, mine, get it. She’s mine.”
“You’re getting way too fucking old.”
“Fuck off.” He stopped Bethany from going onto the path and placed her back on the grass.
“What are you going to do about that then, Boss? Your woman didn’t exactly look thrilled at the idea of belonging to you.”
“She’ll get used to it.”
“You think you’re acting too quickly?”
“Have you gotten a pussy, Bear? I swear you’re starting to sound like a fucking girl.”
Bear burst out laughing. “Just got your back, Prez. I know what happened the last time with a woman. Last thing I’d want is for you to get hurt.”
“That’s not going to happen. Jasmine’s different.”
“When do you want to do this hit?” Bear asked, changing the conversation.
“When we know more. We know they’re armed, we just don’t know how much.”
“Do you want to send a guy in undercover?”
“No. I don’t want this playing out that long. We’ll keep on checking them out. Wait for some mistakes to shine through and then we’ll handle them.” He had no doubt that within a few weeks he’d know everything there was to know.
“I don’t suppose you wish to be bait?”
He looked at Bear.
“To speed this shit along. You look vulnerable, unprotected. They take you out or they assume they take you out?”
“It won’t work,” Hawk said.
“Why?”
“The hit on my house was totally random. If they intended to kill, they’d have come inside. This was a warning to us. Believe me, I got it loud and clear.” Just thinking about that morning and how fucking terrified he’d been for Bethany and Jasmine, filled him with rage. “I don’t intend to be anyone’s bait. We’ll get them, Bear. Patience is all we need. They’re going to fuck up.”