Never Have an Outlaw's Baby: Deadly Pistols MC Romance (Outlaw Love) (18 page)

She looked like she wanted to slap me again. Instead, I went for her lips, pressing my mouth down on hers so hard she didn't even bite.

We kissed. We lusted. We clutched shoulders, so desperate for each other's bodies I thought we'd leave scorch marks on the damned wall.

My hands ripped her clothes off, one piece at a time. I pushed my jeans down with a growl, throwing off my coat, rolling the t-shirt underneath it away. My bare ass bumped into the edge of the pizza box, still on the table.

Fuck it, dinner could wait. I'd become possessed by another hunger, and it glowed like a nuclear core, a thousand times stronger than the need to eat.

My arm swept across the table, knocking everything to the floor. Summer looked at me in disbelief, stunned. Didn't leave her a second more than I needed to before I spun her around, pushed her hands against the table, and pushed her legs apart, mounting her from behind.

“Fuck!” It shot outta my mouth like a bullet when I slipped inside her, taking the pussy I hadn't had for three fuckin' years, the only one I'd wanted.

“Ohhh!” she moaned, tilting her hair back into my hand, perfect for tangling my fingers in it.

I fisted those dark, sleek locks like I'd missed them for a hundred fuckin' years. My hips pulled back, winding up, crashing into her again in long, slow, powerful strokes. She moaned, her legs shaking a little more with every beat, that perfect, round ass calling for my palm.

My free hand swept down, clapped her across one ass cheek with a resounding
smack.
“Scream, baby girl. Scream my fuckin' name, the one you missed all these years, almost as much as I missed your hot little cunt.”

“Joker!”

I smacked her ass again.

“Jackson!” she moaned.

Goddamn, that set me off. My balls churned like fire, forcing my hips to move a whole lot faster, power fucking her good and proper.

Her tight, wet heat hadn't changed a bit since having a kid. Shit, she was tighter than most of the whores I'd been fucking for three years. I'd used condoms a plenty with those bitches, too, but never with this woman.

I never fuckin' would.

“Say it again,” I growled, slapping my hand across her little ass. Caused her body to seize up, her face flying forward, only to be caught by her hair in my fist, all the better to slam her back on my cock.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

“Joker. Jackson. Baby. God, yes!”

“Yeah, Summertime. Fuck, yeah.”

Damn if I didn't mean it. She could've called me the King of England just then, and I still would've fucked her faster.

My fist tightened, pulling on those locks, pushing her against the table. My thrusts drove deeper, harder, pushing into her, straight to that belly I'd poured my seed into and knocked the fuck up years ago.

Couldn't stop my jaw from clenching like a motherfucker when I thought about it. Having a kid was the last thing I should've wanted.

Now all I wanted was right in front of me, and sleeping in the other room.

My brain went rampant with thoughts of breeding this pussy again. Nah, not today.

We'd wait and do it right, this time, but I wasn't fuckin' waiting long.

I'd take her. Mount her. Own her from the inside out, 'til Alex had a brother or sister to laugh and chase.

“Oh, oh, oh!” she stuttered, perfectly synched to her walls wrapping tighter with every stroke.

She was about to blow. Perfect timing for me to reach down, push between her legs, and thumb her clit like a madman.

Summer's body exploded, raging like a furnace, every muscle twitching underneath me. All her power went straight to her pussy, convulsing around my cock, desperate to suck every greedy drop from my balls.

I gave it a fuckin' chance. A few more blinding, rough strokes, grunting out my pleasure, and I slammed my hips into hers.

My dick swelled in the middle of her explosion, igniting that charge at the base of my shaft I couldn't hold back for a billion dollars. “Fuck, babe, take it!”

Roaring, I came, pouring it into her, marking my territory. This pussy got away from me once, but it never would again.

Fucking, pumping, growling like a maniac, I shot my load deep, snarling through the fire rising in my balls. So damned hot it ached.

Halfway through, I was still grinding, holding her against me, practically tearing out her hair. She was screaming, begging, burying her face against the wood. We'd just hashed things out more than words ever could, and we'd be doing it every fuckin' night from here on out.

My come flooded out the slick spaces where we fit together, dripping down her leg. I kept thrusting, my dick moving with a mind of its own, pushing it deeper, soaking it into her very skin.

“Fuck, that felt good,” she whined. Her voice sounded like it was a mile away.

Hadn't realized how intense the blood was howling in my temples 'til I'd finished. “Yeah,” I said, leaving my cock in her, refusing to pull out 'til my body made me.

Shit, the way it was going, I'd probably stay hard enough to fuck her all over again before I took it out. My fist pulled her hair, tilting her face for my lips.

We kissed again, a little softer this time. No less sweet.

Goddamn those lips. Damn, this fuckin' body.

She was a walking, talking, fucking tease, charming my cock like a witch, even when I'd just pumped her full of me. My tongue wagged against hers, owning her mouth, remembering how good it felt all over my cock and balls last night.

We'd fucked around twice in the last forty-eight hours.

Once, I'd walked away, too full of my own shit to deal with the consequences.

Wouldn't be happening a second time. Didn't care how much hell she sent my way.

“We should get cleaned up,” she said, squinting at me with something besides frustration in her eyes for once.

Love? Appreciation? Whatever the hell it was, I liked it.

“No. We're fuckin' one more time, then I'll take you out myself. We're gonna need a few more things to set this place up.”

“Why? I already picked up some extras today.”

“My kid deserves more than having some cheap shit stuffed in my bedroom. He can sleep out here, in something cozier, while we take the bed like a man and woman should.”

She grinned. “Jeez, you're really serious this time, aren't you? About this family thing?”

“Get ready to fuck. A lot, babe,” I told her. “Get ready to wear my brand on your skin. We're burying the hatchet, and I'm taking you for my old lady, so no other stupid fucker ever tries to beat me to the punch. You know I'd kill him, whether he shares my patch or not.”

“Is it bad that I like you when you're jealous?”

“Whatever makes you scream, Summertime,” I said, smashing my lips down on hers.

Then I started to move my cock inside her again, bringing it fully back to life. We fucked slower the second time, taking a few more minutes to savor every bit of shock and awe. Didn't stop us from coming just as hard.

* * *

I
stayed
up half the night, putting all the new kiddie shit together. Bingo watched from the side, the big dog's tongue hanging out. We'd rode into the big box store in Knoxville without a hitch, our first real shopping trip as a family. Alex looked around excitedly in the cart, laughing when we took him down the toy aisle, and zonked out the whole way home.

Fuck, what the hell was happening? Was this real life?

I'd gotten the boy a new play pen fit for sleeping, twice as comfy as the one she'd picked up. We'd donate the old one to somebody who needed it through the club's charity drives.

Sometime after midnight, Summer came padding in, fresh from lulling our boy back to sleep with a new story. She stopped next to me, scratching Bingo's ear, wearing nothing except that tank top and a pair of pink panties I wanted to rip off with my teeth.

“You should turn in soon. We can tuck him in, see how he likes the new bed. He won't put up much of a fuss either way, sleepy as he is.”

“Yeah, we're gonna have an early morning,” I said, giving her that smile. “Want to take Alex to see Grandpa. It'll perk the old man up to know he's lived to see his first great grandkid.”

First of many,
I secretly hoped. Freddy left me to do all the work, and I wouldn't let him down.

My eyes crawled hungrily over my girl, staring at those long, creamy legs I wanted wrapped around me. My gaze stopped at her belly, picturing it stretching with my seed again.

I'd see her knocked up at least three more times before I even thought about slowing down, by God.

“Wow. This is moving fast.” Summer smiled nervously, tempting me to bite that lip all over again. “Are you going to tell him the truth?”

“Fuck yeah, I will. Everything except how the Deads are breathing down our backs. The old man doesn't need any more stress. Just something to be happy about.”

He's paid his dues in hell and blood,
I thought. Knew he'd probably put down at least a hundred vicious motherfuckers with all his years in the club. I'd always wanted to blow past his body count before I hit forty, and I'd be making good progress with the Deads coming toe-to-toe.

Why the fuck did it feel so hollow, now? Was I going soft? Letting the same slack Skin and Firefly allowed to take over when they decided to settle down with their girls?

Maybe. Shit, maybe it didn't even scare me.

I wrapped my hands around her waist. Laughing, she toppled to the floor, rolling around on it with me, while Bingo paced excitedly around us.

“You know, through all this shit, I never got a chance to tell you how bad I missed you. Hurt like fucking hell all these years, babe, one of the two chasms gouged out inside me since that brutal night.”

Her hand swept across my cheek, feeling my stubble. Fingertips like ice and steam, tingling through my skin. Made my cock as hard and eager as if I hadn't had pussy for a solid week.

“I may have missed you too,” she said, a playful note in her voice hiding the pain.

Didn't need to talk more with words. We needed skin to say everything else.

I held her down for another kiss, long and hot and sweet as ever.

Before I fucked her again, we had to get the kiddo down. I got up, gently plucking Alex from the old play pen, carrying him out here to the living room. He only stirred a couple times in my arms.

Kid didn't realize he'd just become front and center of my whole fuckin' world. Summer's fingers clenched my shoulders while I lowered him into the new crib, tucking a tiny blanket around him.

When he stopped moving, I craned my neck down, and gave him a quick peck on the forehead. These instincts were strange, but damn if they didn't feel right.

Turning around, I saw my girl again, her eyes softer than before. “It's like you're a natural, Jackson. None of his babysitters ever put him down so easy. Just me. And that goodnight kiss...God. Are you trying to break my heart again?”

Smiling, I hugged her close, slowly pushing my fingers through her long, black hair. “Fuck no. I'm done with that shit. Told you before, babe, this time is different. No more boozing 'til whole days slip by. No more fuckin' around. No more fistfights with assholes in bars just for the hell of it. I've got something more to look out for than just me and my club now.”

Bingo brushed against my waist, letting out a little whine. We both looked down, and she laughed, kneeling to ruffle his fur.

“He can chill on the balcony tonight so we have some extra privacy. It's clear out there, nice breeze coming in.” My hand jerked the screen door open.

The big dog stepped out onto the small wooden frame, the bed I'd laid out there a couple weeks ago waiting. He settled in, staring at the stars, his furry tail wagging lazily behind him.

Left the door open so he could come back in when he was good and ready. It was too good a summer night. Everybody fuckin' loved it, especially the dog.

Our kid did, too. Little Alex rolled in his sleep, smacked his lips, and the last tension lining his face smoothed.

“He looks so much like you,” Summer said, still leaning on me.

“Like both of us,” I agreed, grabbing her hand. Pulling it to my lips, I kissed her skin, flicking my tongue against the back of her hand for a single second.

Woman didn't need much reminder of what she'd be getting in about five more minutes. Too bad I enjoyed teasing her anyway, building the fire, the loving we'd missed for three goddamned years.

“Let's go to bed,” she whispered, laying her head flat against my chest.

Whores, bitches, sluts had all said the same damned thing to me before dozens of times.

Usually got my dick up, but never made me feel more. That changed, standing next to the cool summer breeze and our kid.

For the first time in all my life, I looked forward to passing out next to this girl. Shit, I wanted to wake up next to her, without having to worry about kicking her ass out first thing in the morning.

What. The. Fuck?

What is this feeling?

Her greedy little lips brushed against mine, all I needed to pick her up, throw her over my shoulder, and move.