Off Limits (Kings of Mayhem MC 5)

She looked at the thirty-thousand-dollar Patek Philippe on her wrist and stood up. “Now, if you gentlemen don’t mind, I do have another client due here in fifteen minutes that I need to prepare for.”

We both stood.

“Just one more question,” I asked. “Why are you telling us this?”

“Because you asked,” she smiled seductively. “And you offered me the right amount of money.”

By the look she gave us, I was certain she was telling us the truth.

In the end, we were gone for longer than two days. But it was worth it. By the time we left Gulfport, Bull was satisfied Gimmel Martel had as much involvement with the Salvaj as we did.

Zero.

Finally heading for home, a peacefulness washed over me like warm water.

I had missed my girl and I couldn’t wait to see her.

But an ache tightened in my chest.

Tomorrow I would tell Bull about us.

And nothing would ever be the same between us again.

CHASTITY

I was waiting in the clubhouse when Ruger and my uncle returned. I couldn’t wait to see him and I knew he would come to the clubhouse first, so I made an excuse to be there at the same time as they arrived.

When he saw me, his face lit up and my heart turned to mush.

“Chastity, what are you doing here?” my uncle asked. He looked tired, actually, they both did.

“I came to see Mrs. Stephens about something, but she isn’t here.” It was a white lie. I was here for one reason only.

Because of the big man standing next to my uncle looking so fuckable that the muscles between my legs were pounding.

I was dying to touch him, and judging by the look on his face, the feeling was mutual.

“She only comes in on Tuesdays and Thursdays. You want me to call her?”

I shook my head. “No, it wasn’t that important. It can wait.”

My eyes met Ruger’s and I could see how desperately he wanted to kiss me.

“Well, I’m beat. I’m going to grab a couple of things from my office and then head home.” My uncle brushed a kiss across my cheek as he walked past.

While he disappeared into his office, Ruger and I acted like we were friends, not lovers, chatting easily at the bar but sitting a safe distance apart. And it was torture. I hadn’t seen him in days, and it was all I could do not to touch him.

But when Bull left a few minutes later, and we were finally alone in the bar, we both gave in to our needs and went for each other.

With a groan, he gave me a searing kiss.

I pulled away to whisper in his ear. “I want you to fuck me in your clubhouse bedroom.”

My words did things to him, I could see it written all over his face.

“Don’t fucking teasing me, girl.” He growled in a husky, low voice. “I haven’t seen you in days and I’m fucking dying for a taste.”

“Baby, I haven’t even started teasing you yet,” I whispered.

He groaned and exhaled roughly as he stepped away from me. Desire and lust were rampant in his bright green eyes. “I missed you, baby.”

I lit up inside. “I missed you, too. So much.” I tugged him by the hands. “Now about that room.”

I glanced around. The clubhouse was empty now, but before long it would be full of people. We would have to be sneaky, and we would have to be quick. It was dangerous coming here in case someone saw us. But knowing we could be busted made for added excitement.

As we disappeared around the corner, he pulled me to him and planted a searing kiss on my lips. I groaned against it and melted into his chest. I couldn’t wait for him to take me on his bed in every way possible.

“You’re such a bad girl,” he growled.

“You haven’t seen anything yet,” I replied.

My hand slid to the front of his jeans, to the outline of his already hard cock, and I rubbed him through the fabric. My pussy pulsed, and I was so turned on I could barely stand.

“You touch me like that and things are definitely going to happen.” His voice was low and guttural.

“That’s what I am counting on.” I gave him another teasing rub, and his face shimmered with arousal.

“I’m going to do such bad things to you on my bed,” he warned.

I raised an eyebrow. “Best you lead the way, then.”

He grabbed my hand and we almost ran down the hallway toward his room. We were both so turned on you could feel it in the air around us.

He paused at the doorway to kiss me again, this time long and slow, before we tumbled into his bedroom and came to a very sudden halt.

Because there, sitting on his bed, was a very pregnant woman.

She stood up when she saw us, her eyes bouncing from him to me, and back to him.