Red Dog (Evil Dead MC 6)
“He must have, she’s goin’ with him,” Crash replied for her.
“Don’t look like she’s got a choice,” Wolf observed.
Dog paused to look at his son. “You good to hang here for a few?”
Crash’s daughter hugged his neck. “Yay!”
Billy tickled her. “I guess so.”
“He’s fine here, Dog,” Crash advised him.
“We’ll bring Billy home,” Cole offered.
Wolf teased, “Yeah, we’ll give you five minutes before we head that way. That should be enough time, right?”
Dog continued on his way, one hand holding Mary on his shoulder, and with the other flipping them all off.
“Make him earn it, Mary!” Green shouted.
“You boys need to shut up. All of you,” Red Dog snapped as he carried his wife into the elevator and slammed the gate shut. It wasn’t until they were descending that he set her on her feet.
He could hear the guys laughing, one of them shouting after them, “Make-up sex is the best!”
As the shaky old contraption descended, Red Dog backed Mary against the cage, his hands grasping the bars on either side of her head, corralling her in. Then his mouth came down on hers.
When the elevator reached the ground floor and stopped, he hefted her up and pressed her back against the bars as her legs wrapped around him. She moaned in delight as his mouth trailed down her throat. She began to slip, and he hefted her again, pinning her against the bars and shaking the entire elevator.
One of the guys yelled down, “We can hear you!”
They broke apart long enough to smile at each other. Dog twisted his head to look up the dark shaft to where one of them was shaking the gate and making lewd noises. He grinned back at Mary.
“Let’s go home and do this right.”
“I thought you were doing it pretty right,” she teased him, her finger tracing his ear.
“Woman, don’t tempt me. Or I will finish this right here.” She tilted her head as if considering it, and he chuckled.
“A bed would be nice,” she finally admitted.
“Damn straight.” He tossed her up higher in his arms, so that he was looking up into her face. “I ever tell you how much I love you, China Doll?”
She gave him a soft smile. “I could stand to hear it a few more times tonight.”
“Done.”
He tossed her again and she clutched at him, shrieking like she thought he might drop her. “Red Dog!”
“Hold on to me, baby, and never let me go.”
She smiled down at him and wrapped her arms around his neck.
He carried her off the elevator and took his ol’ lady home.
EPILOGUE
Red Dog—
I poured shampoo in my palm and sank my hands into Mary’s wet hair. The spray of warm water from the shower beat down upon her sexy back as I massaged her scalp, lathering the fragrant soap all through her long tresses. My eyes moved over the dark strands. I loved her silky hair, loved the way it felt between my fingers and the way if felt when it trailed across my skin every time we made love. Like it had just a few minutes ago when we’d done that very thing.