Asunder (Iron Bulls MC #1) (14 page)

After a few miles through trees, the road veers to the left and opens into a wide parking lot. A large lake is visible on our right. He glides the bike to a stop and sets his feet down. I hop off and wait for him to join me.

“How come the park is empty?”

“State can’t afford to keep it open year-round.”

“Oh.”

He takes my hand and leads me to the water’s edge.

“I’d say let’s skinny dip, but it’s a little cold.”

I try not to drool over the idea of seeing Dante naked in the great outdoors. “I wouldn’t mind skinny-dipping with you.”

He advances until we’re standing so close you couldn’t insert a sheet of paper between us.

“That right, baby girl?”

“Yup.”

“Show me.”

My mouth twitches, but I can’t hold back my smile. I’m nervous someone might catch us, but I also trust Dante to keep me safe and protect me. Very slowly, I peel my clothes off, relishing the way his eyes narrow as he watches me. Once I start working my jeans down my legs, he springs into action and undresses. Taking my hand, he leads me into the water. Instantly my teeth chatter as the cold water laps at my ankles, then my legs, and up to my waist. Dante’s eyes go straight to my breasts as my nipples harden.

“Very nice,” he growls, dragging me farther out into the water. When I can barely touch, he stops and pulls me close.

“Better?” he asks, trailing his fingers over my breasts. His fingers pinch and roll my nipples until I’m moaning in his arms. Hooking an arm around my waist, he pulls me tight, leaning down to suck on one nipple, then the other.

All that cool water sliding over my naked skin makes me brazen. Even though I’m cold, my skin tingles with heat. My legs wrap around his waist, my hips grinding and searching. Finally, my core bumps up against his cock.

“You want that, baby girl?”

“Yes, please.”

He squeezes his eyes shut. “Fuck,” he mutters, reaching down to guide himself to my entrance. His lips descend on mine, his tongue taking ownership of my mouth. Hot and throbbing, his cock stretches me so good as he slides in

Ripping his mouth from mine, he stares into my eyes. “Love fuckin’ you bare, baby.”

So that’s why everything feels so intense. “Yes,” I answer, frantically trying to gain some leverage.

“Still takin’ your pills like a good girl?”

“Yes, daddy.”

He grunts in approval, his hands gripping my waist, holding me tight for his thrusts. I wrap my legs around him tighter and just let myself go. Dante takes a few steps closer to shore. Up and down, he guides me over his cock. I’m so close, but can’t get enough friction and whine in frustration. Dante’s eyes open, searching my face. He slows his movements and guides one hand to my clit, pressing and rubbing, while I grind my hips into him.

He leans down; light beard stubble grazes my cheek. His tongue flicks my earlobe. “That’s it. Come all over my bare dick. Your hot fuckin’ pussy is choking my dick, baby girl. Feels so good,” he growls against my neck.

His filthy words finally trigger my orgasm and I moan long and loud. Dante’s hands return to my hips and a few short strokes later, he comes with a roar. My forehead drops to his shoulder, while my arms hug him tight.

Still joined together, he carries me out of the water. He sets me down on a picnic table and I sigh when we lose our connection. “Stay right there,” he orders.

He returns with his jeans on, but unbuttoned. Droplets of water cling to his colorfully inked skin. Our clothes fisted in one hand. He takes his T-shirt and pats me dry before dressing me. When we’re both fully dressed, Dante kisses my forehead. His hand cups my cheek, thumb rubbing over my skin. I close my eyes and lean into his touch.

“How was school today?” he asks.

“Okay,” I murmur.

“Anything exciting happen?”

“Not really.”

“That sounds like a ‘yes, but I don’t want to tell you’ to me,” he says, a dark chuckle following his words.

Finally, opening my eyes, I glance up at him. “Athena’s mad at me because I don’t want to go to prom.”

He cocks his head, dark eyes narrowing “Why don’t you want to go?”

I’m shocked he’s asking. Isn’t the answer obvious? How could I go to prom with someone else? And I know there’s no way in hell he’s going to prom with me.

“I, uh—”

“You need a dress?”

“Well, yes, but—”

“What?”

“I didn’t think you’d want to go.” There I said it.

The laughter I expected doesn’t come. His face remains stone-cold serious. “I don’t. But that doesn’t mean
you
can’t go. Don’t some of you all just get together and go in groups?”

“Yeah, I guess.” I tilt my head up. “You won’t be mad if I go?”

His eyebrows draw down in a deep frown. “No. Why the fuck would I be mad?”

“I don’t know.”

He settles his big hands over my shoulders and crouches down so we’re eye to eye. “Babe, you plannin’ to fuck someone else at your prom?”

“No! Of course not.”

“Then why would I have a problem with it?”

“Okay, okay.”

He shakes his head at me. “Here, seems like a good time to give you this.” He reaches into his pocket, pulling out a credit card and handing it to me. My name is embossed on the front.

“What’s this?”

“Wanna make sure you’re taken care of when I’m outta town. Don’t want you feeling like you gotta ask me for money when you need something—like a friggin’ prom dress.” He pins me with a hard stare. “I think I can trust you not to abuse it.”

He doesn’t phrase it as a question, but I answer anyway. “Of course not.”

“Use it for whatever you need. Gas, food, goin’ to lunch with your friend, school stuff.” He runs a hand over my hair, picking up the strands and letting them slip through his fingers. “Buy whatever girly shit you need. It’s tied to a checking account. I’ll get an alert when the account gets below a certain amount, and stuff more cash in it. Okay?”

This is huge. I’m completely overwhelmed. “Thank you.” My gaze drops to the ground.

“Hey.” His knuckles brush my chin, tilting my head up. “Look at me.”

Unable to resist the pull of his voice, I peek up at him through my lashes.

“Told you I’d look after you and I meant it.”

Hadn’t planned to get carried away and fuck Karina in a freezing cold lake. Seems I can be ready to stick my dick in her at any time, any place.

The memory of being skin on skin with her has me hard again.

The sun’s setting as we leave the park. We ride farther away from home. Part of me just wants to keep going. Start this week’s run early. Take my little bitch with me.

But no, she ain’t ready for that. And she’s got school tomorrow.

School. Fuckin’ hell. High school fucking prom. Can’t believe she—what? Thought I wouldn’t let her go? Fuck that. I’m half entertaining the idea of actually taking her. Wouldn’t that shock the hell out of my baby girl?

We stop at a small sandwich shop for dinner. Both of us have soup to warm up. Watching Karina purse her sexy lips and blow on her spoon has me thinking all sorts of nasty thoughts.

“Got homework, baby girl?”

“A little bit.”

Guess I’ll have to wait for my blowjob.

“You know I’m leavin’ tomorrow mornin’ right?”

Her lips quirk into a brief pout, but she smooths it out quickly and nods. She’s gonna miss me, but she’s tryin’ to act all brave and shit. Cute.

“Yeah,” she answers.

“I’ll be back Friday night. Probably late.”

Now her mouth turns down. “Oh.”

We get back early enough for her to finish her schoolwork. I give her a good face fucking before tucking her into bed. After the lights are off, she inches closer to me until I wrap her up in my arms.

“You need to come, baby girl?”

She whines something that sounds like a yes.

Slipping my hand into her underwear, I find her clit and work her gently. After a couple minutes, she’s moaning, spreading her legs, and bumping her hips up.

I’m hard as a motherfuckin’ rock already, so I pull her up on top of me. She wastes no time working my dick into her snug cunt. Riding me like she’s got a gun to her head.

“Oh, fuck, Dante! Fuck,” she yelps. The grin on my face is huge. Not that she can tell in the dark.

When her tight muscles spasm around me, I shoot my fuckin’ load deep inside her. Her soft little sigh as she drapes her body over mine, tightens my chest. She nuzzles against me, and presses kisses along my neck and cheek.

“Thank you, daddy,” she whispers.

Patting her ass, I pull her off my softening cock and she rolls to the side.

“Will you be a good girl while I’m away?”

“Yes, I promise.”

I roll over to kiss her cheek and gather her close. Never fuckin’ liked sleepin’ with a woman before.

Now, I can’t sleep unless I got my girl in my arms.

I’m so excited to get home this afternoon. Dante texted this morning and said he should be home for dinner. He has to stop at the clubhouse first and then he’s coming home to spend the weekend with me.

Before leaving for school, I pulled out a crock-pot and threw in a package of chicken breasts. As soon as I get home, I add in a jar of green salsa, jalapenos, an onion, and some other ingredients. I realize I’m missing a few things, so I grab my purse and run down to the local market.

When I get back, a motorcycle I don’t recognize is in the driveway. At first, I’m scared. Then I see Logan sitting on the porch. As much as we don’t seem to get along lately, he’d never hurt me.

“What are you doing here?” I call out. Walking around to the back of my car, I pull out my grocery bags.

Logan stomps down off the porch. “So it’s true? You really are living with him?”

“Yes.” I barely hold in my gasp when I take in his face. The fight he got into with Dante last week was pretty bad, but he should have healed by now.

“What happened?”

“Got into some trouble on the run I just got back from.”

I don’t know what to say to that.

He jerks his chin. “He buy you a fuckin’ car?”

I’m not liking his tone, but I answer anyway. “Yeah, so I can get to school.”

“Christ, Karina, I never pictured you turnin’ into a fuckin’ whore.”

Pain slashes through me. He’s taking the nice things Dante’s done for me and turning them into something ugly. Even though he can be pretty kinky, Dante’s never once made me feel dirty or ashamed about
anything
. With one sentence, Logan makes me doubt everything.

I’m furious, but I don’t know how to respond.

“Don’t be such an asshole,” I finally snap back.

He shakes his head as he approaches me. “Dante sent me. Club’s on lockdown. Go inside and grab some stuff. I gotta bring you to our safe house.”

What? What the hell does that mean? And I don’t believe for a second Dante would trust Logan to take me anywhere.

“Why didn’t he call and tell me himself?”

Logan rolls his eyes like I’m the stupidest girl he’s ever met. “He ain’t got time to deal with you. This is big shit he’s gotta handle. Be thankful he even remembered to send me at all.”