Priceless (Forbidden Men 8)

Relaxing, I cleared my throat and rolled my shoulders. “All right. Thanks.”

“And don’t get caught if you try sneaking in her window.” Pick arched a knowing eyebrow. “I hear Mason’s against that idea.”

With a wide grin, I nodded. “I won’t.”

Waving a farewell to the others, I hurried from the break room and then out of the club. I almost hoped Seth and his pals had lingered around outside, but they were long gone.

No matter. I had places to be and my woman probably sitting at home on her bed, all alone.

Eager to see her, I drove to her house faster than I should’ve. But luck was on my side tonight. No one caught me breaking the speed limit.

Once I reached her place, I bypassed the front door and approached her window.

I think it was still cracked open from the last time I’d visited because I could hear Mason’s voice as I drew closer.

Crouching down, I hid just out of sight as he asked, “So...no window visitors tonight?”

Sarah sounded exasperated as she answered, “Do you see him anywhere? Besides, he’s working tonight.”

“Good. There’s no reason he can’t use the damn door from here on out.”

I rolled my eyes because I liked using the window. And I’m pretty sure Sarah liked it too. There was something naughtier about it...and it showed just how willing I always was to see her.

Barely a second after Mason left and closed the door to Sarah’s room, I tapped on the glass.

Then I grinned when Sarah let out a surprised yelp. Her face appeared, and when she saw me, she yanked the frame up.

“Oh my God, you nearly got caught. Mason was just in here, looking for you.”

“I know.” I grinned as I leaped inside. “I saw him. That’s why I waited to knock.” I ran my gaze over her boldly and licked my lips as I hummed deep in my throat. “Nice top. Is that new?”

Her nipples immediately hardened under her shirt, and my dick throbbed with need.

“Yes,” she breathed, shying backward away from me as I prowled closer. “You know, Mason really wants you to only use the front door from here on out.”

I grinned when she finally stopped backing away from me. “Mason’s going to have to learn he can’t always get what he wants.”

She whimpered, obviously as hot and bothered as I was. So I leaned in and tugged on her bottom lip with my teeth.

She gasped but asked, “Are you going to break his no-sex-in-his-house rule, too?”

My gaze went hooded with lust as I chuckled. “What do you think?”

With a shiver, she lovingly traced her finger along the side of my face. “I think I’ll combust if you don’t.”

“Well, we can’t have that.” Reaching out, I slid my own finger down the center of her chest. “I best give my girl what she needs.”

“Yes,” she breathed, straining toward me. “Yes, you better.”

I pounced, kissing her hard, as I pushed her back onto the mattress and spread myself above her.

BRANDT

I had Sarah stripped in seconds, barely stopping myself from shredding her clothes right off her, though I did hear some material rip a little when her panties tried to resist me.

Poor, misinformed panties. Didn’t they know I meant their owner only pleasure? I shoved them in my pocket to teach them a lesson later by, you know, draping them over my face and smelling Sarah on the cloth the next time I couldn’t see her and was forced to jack off instead.

She kept trying to touch me, grab my hair, sink her fingers into the muscles of my back. I knew I should let her, but I was still too afraid of what might happen if I did. And tonight...tonight I was too needy and desperate to get inside her to worry about all that other shit.