Hawk's Property: Insurgents Motorcycle Club (Insurgents MC Romance Book 1) (19 page)

Hawk wanted to stand up, applaud her, then kiss her soft lips. She was so passionate in her arguments and had so much fire; he wanted to fuck her so bad.
Damn!

The judge, looking at the prosecutor, asked, “Is that all that was found in the house? Is it true no guns were in the home?”

“Yes, Your Honor.”

“The photos here don’t show the ammo box on the table. Can you explain that?”

“No, Your Honor, I can’t.”

“Ms. Minelli, is your client in a biker gang?”

“No, Your Honor. My client is a member of a motorcycle club. The club is not a gang,” Cara explained.

The prosecutor interjected, “Club, gang, what’s the difference? The point is that he is vice president of the Insurgents—an outlaw biker gang.”

The judge looked over at Hawk, who stared back expressionless.

“Your Honor, Mr. Benally wasn’t arrested because he is vice president of the Insurgents. The prosecutor is setting up smokescreens. He doesn’t have anything. The search was a violation of my client’s rights, and the case needs to be dismissed. Mr. Benally has not had any trouble with the law since he’s been on probation. He has done a ton of community service hours, he is a veteran who served his country bravely, he went to college, and he has made something of his life, even though his background has been fraught with family violence. The fact that this case has even made it this far is a travesty. What the prosecutor
should
be doing is finding out why the ammo box was planted and why the pre-raid photos went missing. My client is clean. He runs legitimate businesses and has organized numerous charity bike runs for the community.”

Shit, she’s good with words. She makes me sound like a poster boy for Citizen of the Year.
Hawk smiled to himself. She was fighting for him. He figured she fought hard for all her clients, but he was hoping that her extra fervor was strictly for him.
Fuck, she’s making me horny.

After thirty minutes of legal banter, the judge dismissed the case against Hawk, and he chastised the prosecutor for pursuing the case in light of the pre-raid photos. Cara beamed, and Hawk was glad the legal bullshit was over because he wanted to properly thank Cara for her hard work. The chubby-faced prosecutor was perturbed. The court clerk smiled at Hawk as her eyes lingered on his mouth; she had no idea the only thing on his mind was fucking his attorney.

“Thanks, counselor,” Hawk whispered into her ear, his warm breath tickling her neck.

She turned her head toward him, so close their noses touched. “You’re welcome.” Hawk saw her shiver slightly.

“Let me carry your books for you,” he offered.

“I’ve got it. Let’s go back to the office to wrap your case up,” she said with an air of professionalism. “I have to give you back some of your documents and have you sign the release.” Her tone indicated that would end their relationship.

Hawk, searching her face, saw a tinge of regret in her eyes.
Why can’t she give in to what she’s feeling? Why is she fighting this so hard? I know she wants to be in my arms. There’s no way I’m letting her off that easy.

“Lead the way, babe,” Hawk said.

When Hawk and
Cara arrived at her office, Asher had already left for lunch. Hawk followed her into her office and closed the door. Cara, her back to Hawk, put her file and books on her desk. Like a panther, he approached her slowly, putting his arms around her waist as he nuzzled her neck. “Thanks again, counselor, for all your hard work.”

Cara turned her face toward his. “You’re welcome again,” she whispered. She looked into his smoldering gaze, and her face flushed. She squirmed, but his arms tightened.

“Is this wise, Hawk?”

“I don’t know, and I don’t care,” he said as he lavished kisses on her neck.

“I don’t think it is. We better stop.”

“Counselor, you’re in charge in the courtroom, but I’m in charge here. You know you want this. Fuck, we’ve both needed this for too long.”

Crushing her closer to him, Hawk’s rigid bulge rubbed against her lower back as he brought his hands up to her breasts. He had been dreaming of playing with her tits from the first time he’d seen her at Rusty’s. “Take your jacket off,” he commanded.

In Cara’s eyes, he saw desire and surrender as she did as told, revealing a lacy purple bra and the goosebumps carpeting her skin. Hawk whistled under his breath as his fingers traced over the fabric, her tits were sexy covered in all that lace. He turned her toward him and kissed each breast, then licked her generous cleavage, making her arch her back. Her hard nipples strained against the satin top.

Unclasping her bra’s front hook, Hawk freed Cara’s breasts and inhaled sharply. “Fuck, your tits are beautiful.”

Cara’s cheeks reddened. Hawk brought her face toward his and kissed her deeply. As he kissed her, his forefinger grazed over her nipples. Circling her areolas with his fingers, he continued kissing her. Each time he came close to her nipples, his fingers would miss them, and by the way Cara thrust her tits toward him, he knew she was aching for him to touch and suck them. Wanting to tease her a while longer, he kept kissing and sucking her breasts, always just missing her nipples. As he licked her tits, she shivered against his tongue, and he was certain if he touched her panties, they would be wet.

As his right finger continued to circle her areolas, Hawk moved his left hand down over her hips, cupping one of her full ass cheeks. She whimpered while she moved her hands down to his trapped cock and began to unzip his pants, but moving her hand away, he said, “Not yet, baby. I don’t want to come yet.”

Hawk flicked Cara’s erect nipples back and forth with the tip of his finger, and she bucked under his touch as a throaty moan escaped her. Hawk, pinching her right nipple, captured her other one between his teeth. He sucked and bit while she squeezed her thighs together. Cupping her breasts in his hands, Hawk tugged at her nipples as he brought his knee up against Cara’s swollen pussy. As she ground her mound into his knee, he felt her lower body tighten with each rub, lick, and bite. Throwing her head back, she panted and moaned, “Oh, yes, that’s good!”

Seeing her contort and writhe against him excited Hawk. He’d guessed she was a passionate woman, but he hadn’t even begun to touch her and she was exploding. As he hugged her, her panting subsided and her breathing returned to normal. Hawk’s enormous bulge pressed against her stomach, and Cara raised her head up at him and smiled. Unbuttoning his shirt, she marveled at his well-built, tattooed chest. When she spotted the gold nipple ring shining under the florescent lights, surprise registered on her face before she looped the ring around her fingernail, tugging it. Hawk moaned. When she kissed his chest, flicked her tongue over his nipples, and tugged on the piercing with her teeth, Hawk twisted in her arms, bent to her head, and whispered against her hair, “Fuck, babe, that feels good.”

Her plum-tipped fingernail traced down his chest, over his stomach, landing on the waistband of his jeans. She cupped his hardness, stroking it through the denim material as Hawk breathed in through his clenched teeth. When she pulled his zipper down further, he whirled her around, his mouth close to her ear, demanding, “Tits and stomach on the desk.” His right leg between her legs, he nudged her forward, bending her over with her boobs and stomach flat on her desk and her ass up.

Hawk leaned over her, taking her arms and spreading them out. He kissed her neck and whispered in her ear, “I’m gonna fuck your sweet pussy, baby. I’ve wanted to do this since I first saw you. Do you want me to fuck your pussy?”

Cara’s legs were shaky, her mound dripping wet. She grunted.

“Babe, I can’t hear you. Do you want me to fuck your pussy with my cock?”

“Uh-huh,” she breathed.

“Counselor, it’s a yes or no question. Do you want me to fuck you?”

“Yes!” she yelled out. “Stop the talking and start the fucking.”

“Fuck, babe, you’ve got a mouth. For that, I’ve got to spank that sweet ass of yours.”

“What? Did you say
spank?”

“That’s right, babe. I can’t wait to spank your pretty little ass.” He saw her thighs quiver.

Hawk moved in close behind her, unzipping and pulling her skirt down as she lifted one leg and then the other so he could toss it aside. He stood back and took her in, unable to believe how gorgeous she was. Cara’s tits were smashed against the desk, her sexy round ass pointing up, and her sweet sex glistening. Her thigh-highs, purple panties, and high-heeled black pumps were the only things she had on. He almost shot his load just looking at her.

Ripping off her panties, Hawk ordered, “Spread your legs.” Cara opened them more and Hawk placed his leg between hers, stretching them even wider and fully exposing her pussy. She looked over her shoulder at Hawk, her gaze burning with desire.

He traced her lower back tattoo with his finger. Ever since he’d seen a hint of it, he’d been fantasizing about it. A curly-Q tribal tattoo, it was done in black ink with red and yellow flowers and butterflies intertwined around the design. He leaned over and kissed it. “Hot ink job, babe.” Cara’s skin quivered as Hawk traced her tattoo, pinched her ass, and brushed her strip of pubic hair.

As he stroked Cara’s pussy with his finger, he said hoarsely, “Fuck, babe, you’re so wet for me.” When he squeezed her swollen lips and her hardened nub, Cara’s ass wiggled and her thighs tried to clench together, but Hawk held them apart. While he fondled and pinched her ass cheeks, he kept stroking her pussy, even as he knelt down and placed his lips on her ass. “Your ass was made for spanking.”

He massaged the cheek, kissed it, nipped it, and then
smack
. Cara’s ass jumped off the desk, her body tightening with the stinging pain. But as Hawk licked and kissed the red area, he felt her relax under his touch, the pain subsiding into pleasure as she moaned. Each time he slapped her sweet, round ass, Cara’s mound became wetter, his fingers soon dripping from her juices. His luscious babe loved to have her butt spanked. The red marks he made on her ass made his cock throb and pulse in dark desire. As he caressed her ass, he separated her swollen lips and slowly put his index finger into her wet depths. “Fuck, you’re so tight. Does it feel good, babe?”

Cara nodded.

“I want to hear you say it. Tell me how it feels to have my finger fucking your pussy.”

“It feels so good.”

“I bet it does, babe. Can your tight pussy take more?” He shoved two more fingers inside, her muscles instantly clutching them. Moaning, she pushed her mound toward him, her ass jiggling with each thrust of his hand. As he licked her wet lips, her nub hardened under his expert tongue. Hawk lapped up her wetness, and the fast movements of his fingers as he shoved them in and out of her heat made her push her ass up higher. Her short breaths, hoarse moans, and tightening muscles told Hawk she was ready to erupt at any moment.

Pulling away from her, and with Cara looking over her shoulder, Hawk tore open a condom wrapper, took out his cock, and sheathed it. Lying across her back, he pushed her face onto the desk and spread her legs even wider. He ran his long cock over her moist pussy and teased her clit, rubbing it in circular motions with his length. Cara let out a guttural moan.

Hawk pressed his cock at the base of her opening and edged it in as her insides gripped his thickness. He groaned with the pleasure of his dick fitting so snugly inside her, the tightness squeezing him like a vise. Grasping her hips with his hands and holding her ass and pussy in place, he thrust into her. Blood pumping into his brain, Hawk’s heart beat faster and faster as he pushed harder and deeper into her. Her moans and writhing on the desk egged him on, and he plunged all the way in—her back arching, her breasts leaving the desk to swing with each thrust of his cock.

Hawk grabbed one of her tits, tweaking its nipple as he moved in and out of her, his balls slapping against her. He pressed his chest against her back, and he kissed her shoulders then trailed his mouth to her neck, kissing and sucking it while he moved in and out of her slippery pussy. Bringing his hand to her mound, he played with her sensitive nub while thrusting into her harder.

Sweat formed on Cara’s neck and back, and tight muscle spasms grabbed his cock as her pussy exploded, her body trembling under him as she gasped for air. She screamed.

Cara’s spasms clutched his engorged cock, and Hawk couldn’t hold it back any longer. He threw his head back, his ass and legs stiffening, and grabbed Cara’s butt as his cock released his hot seed, spurt after spurt. “Fuck, Cara,” he growled.

At the sound of his voice, Cara looked back at Hawk, his teeth clasped down on his bottom lip. He stared at her, both of them feeling the intensity of the moment before she looked away, Hawk pulled out of her and exhaled.

Returning to normal, Cara covered her chest and sex with her hands; she was naked but for her thigh-highs and heels. Avoiding Hawk’s eyes, she looked around for her clothes. Hawk, zipping up his jeans, watched her self-consciousness. They’d just had awesome sex, yet she was acting like she wasn’t comfortable with him.

“Can I help you with anything?” he asked.

“No, you’ve done quite enough,” she said.

“Is this what you want?” He handed over her clothes.

Cara took them and nodded. “Turn around.”

“Are you serious, babe? We just had a fantastic fuck session, and you want me to turn around? I’ve already seen your tits and pussy, not to mention your luscious ass. So no, I’m not turning around.”

Glaring at him, she turned her back and slipped her clothes back on. As she smoothed down her hair and sat behind her desk, she glanced at Hawk and said, “I have a full afternoon. I have to work.”

“That’s cool. I’ve gotta go to the clubhouse. I know Banger and the others will want to know how it turned out. He’s been texting me for the last hour. When can we get together again?”

Cara stared coolly at him. “Never. This was a one-time deal. I’ll admit that we’ve been lusting after each other for a while. We acted on it, and now it’s done. I have to get back to my old life.”

Hawk stared at her in disbelief. “What the fuck are you talking about? You make up all these stupid rules for yourself. Are you allowed to only fuck once?”