Troubled Son: Savage Sons MC Romance (26 page)

"But when I walked in, he was already working the Sons. He would have found a way to take us down, even if I hadn't called the FBI."

"Moses, I just don't see what you do. What does any of this have to do with Tombley being dirty?"

"He didn't get interested in the Sons until we started taking a piece of the Vandals' business."

I thought about what Moses had said, and I shook my head. "But that doesn't mean that he's protecting the Vandals, Moses. Surely you have to see that it was only the fact that you started expanding your business that called his attention to the Sons. I just don't see it. There's nothing that tells me that Tombley's crooked."

"Did you know he had informants in the Vandals?"

"No, but I just got put on this case. There's a lot I don't know."

Moses started pacing again. "There is something that's not right about all of this, Max. I just know it. There's something that doesn't sit right with me about a guy posing as a Sons' prospect showing up at Angel's apartment with poison meth, and the fact that Tombley hid the fact that he sees Jack regularly and has sources in the Vandals. Something is wrong, and I think Tombley's in the middle of it."

"Don't you think there's a chance that you're being too suspicious? Just because you've spent all your time with the Sons, that doesn't mean that everyone's a criminal."

"Don't talk down to me, Max. My gut tells me that something's wrong here."

I thought for a minute, trying to make sense of what Moses had said -- trying to put the pieces together in a way that made sense. "So what do you want to do?"

"I need to find out for sure what's going on, and I need your help to do that."

"What do you have in mind?" I asked.

"I don't exactly know, but there has to be a way to find out if he's really involved with the Vandals -- beyond just using them for information."

"Short of catching him red-handed, I don't know how we'd even begin to go about that." The more I thought about it, the more sense it made to be absolutely sure that Tombley wasn't up to something. "Maybe if we could catch him in a lie? If he denies going to see Jack?"

"Wait a minute, Max." Moses looked excited, like he'd figured it out. "The poison meth. There's no way the Vandals would have known where Angel lives and that it's typical for her to get meth deliveries at her apartment. The only way they could have gotten that information is from Tombley -- because I've given him all the details about how we work."

"I hadn't thought about that, but you're right. Getting that meth to Angel required inside knowledge, for sure. There has to be a way to use that to find out where that inside info came from. Even if it's not Tombley, you have a leak somewhere -- somehow the Vandals got information they shouldn't have, right?"

"Yeah." Moses thought for a few seconds. "Hey, does Tombley know that you've gotten the meth results back?"

"He didn't when I left the safe house, but I have no idea if he knows now."

"No way to keep it from him, is there?"

"No." I grabbed Moses' arm. "I've got it. We tell Tombley that we've traced the purchase of the poison to the Vandals and that one of the Vandals -- we can tell him that you know someone who spilled their guts -- ratted Tombley out."

"That's it. We tell him that we know he's in bed with the Vandals, and we see how he handles it. If he's innocent, then he'll blow it off. If he's guilty, then he'll be scared shitless."

"I want to handle Tombley, Moses. This has to be done carefully, because if it's all a misunderstanding, I don't want to end up out of a job."

"I get it. There's no misunderstanding, though. He's dirty. I know it."

"We'll see. When should we do it?"

"I say we do it tonight, after we get home from the club. Hit him when he's not expecting anything."

"All right. I'll call him tonight and tell him that someone at the club told us that they heard that one of the Vandals is in bed with a fed. I'll tell Jeff that the Vandal gave up his name. See what he says."

"So we'll know before church tomorrow."

"One way or another, we will," I agreed.

Chapter 30

Moses

S
tanding out in front of my house, I realized all of a sudden that I'd never met anyone like Max. She was smart, confident, and thoughtful. I'd never in all of my fucked up life spent time with a person like her, and I had discovered that I enjoyed it. I'd just thrown something at her that sounded completely crazy, and she took it in stride. Her plan was perfect -- to spring this on Tombley and see how he handled it.

Max was really smart, and that was sexy.

"So what are the chances that I can talk you into another shower before we leave for dinner and the club?"

She looked at me, and a sexy smile appeared on her face. "Better than average, I'd say," She answered.

A thought occurred to me, and my cock stiffened as I decided to clue Max in to what I was contemplating. "I'm going to pick out what you wear to the club tonight. You get no say."

She looked like she was going to argue with me but thought better of it. "Whatever you say, Moses."

Jesus, did she drive me crazy when she let me take control. I reached out and grabbed her, pulling her close for a hard, long kiss, my hands full of her ass.

She pressed her hips toward mine, and ground herself into my hard-on. "Feels like you're ready to go," she said through the kiss.

I pulled back for a moment. "Max, I'm gonna fuck you senseless. Right now." I took her hand and pulled her back toward the house, unable to think of anything but slamming my hard cock into her dripping wet pussy. I wanted to hear her scream my name, and I wanted her to forget any other man she'd been with before me. I wanted Max quivering as she came for me, and I didn't want to share her with anyone else. Ever. I realized that it was crazy to think that way, and I knew I'd have to sort through my feelings later. Right now, I needed Max. Naked.

We walked into the living room, and I looked at her.

"Strip," I said. "Those clothes are in my way."

She looked at me with an evil grin, and she slowly started to unbutton her shirt, taking her time and teasing me as she went. When she finally unbuttoned the last button, she opened her shirt and slid it off, revealing the red lace bra that I'd bought her at Kittens. The sexy, trashy, pushup bra was completely at odds with the casual flannel shirt she'd had on, and the contrast was amazing. She unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, turning around to bend over and slide them off her hips and over her ass as she revealed the tiny red lace panties that matched her bra and looked so sexy.

Max turned around and looked at me. "Should I take everything off?"

I shook my head. "I want to look at you for a while."

"Can I take your clothes off?" she asked, clearly enjoying her submissive act.

"Suit yourself."

She walked over to me and positioned herself behind me, her tits pressed up against my back. She pulled my t-shirt up over my head, and she ran her hands around to the front of my jeans, rubbing my cock through the fabric. She finally unbuttoned my jeans and discovered that I hadn't put underwear on that morning. She slipped her hand inside and wrapped it around me, the pressure nearly taking me over the edge. She let go and pulled my jeans all the way off. I stepped out of them and turned to face her, running my hands over her, enjoying the smooth skin.

She looked so hot in the lingerie that I almost hated to take it off. I could see her nipples through the lace, and I bent and bit her gently through the bra. She gasped and arched her back at the sensation.

I stood up straight. "Hey. Here's an idea."

"Yes?"

"Let's take this to the bedroom. We can get comfortable, and I can take my time with you."

Max lead the way, and I was sure it was because she wanted to drive me crazy looking at her ass in those red panties. She got to the bed, crawled onto it, and turned around to look at me from her hands and knees.

"Gonna join me?"

"No way you could stop me," I answered, coming up behind her and biting her softly on that fantastic ass. She giggled, and I smacked her, just hard enough for the satisfying sound to echo through the house, but not hard enough to hurt her.

"Are you punishing me?" she asked.

"Not yet. Do what I tell you, and you don't have anything to worry about."

"Oh, I'll be a good girl," she assured me. "I'd hate to get a spanking."

"Oh, but I'd love to give you one." I covered her ass with my hands, running my finger along the inside of her g-string. "Take them off."

She turned over, slowly pulled her panties down, never breaking eye contact with me. She tossed them onto the floor, and she laid back, knees together, as if she were trying to hide herself from my view.

I knelt on the bed above her, my cock throbbing from my desire to fuck her.

"Spread your legs."

I took my cock in my hand, and I started to stroke it while I watched her open her legs and reveal herself to me. She watched me, and she slid her hand down between her legs, slipping one finger inside herself while I watched, mesmerized. She pulled her finger out, and it was glistening. She reached up and put her finger in my mouth so that I could taste her. Jesus, I was afraid I was gonna cum right that second.

"Take off the rest," I said, wanting to see every inch of her.

She reached back and unhooked her bra, throwing it to the floor next to her panties. Those huge, gorgeous tits exposed, she lay back, arms behind her head, looking like she belonged in a centerfold. I shifted up a bit and used the head of my cock to rub up against her nipple. She clearly enjoyed it, and she put her hand back between her legs. I could see her fingers, spreading herself open so that I could see every detail. She made me want to lick her.

My knees still up near her head, I bent down and used my fingers to spread her lips apart, exposing her clit. I brought my tongue close and when I started to lick her, I felt her grab hold of my cock and bring it to her lips. She pushed my knees apart and slid her head beneath my hips, opening her mouth. Oh my God, was she really gonna let me fuck her mouth? I started moving my hips, slow and shallow, all the while working her clit with my tongue, sliding my fingers in and out of her pussy. It was all I could do to keep my concentration on making her cum, especially when I felt her raise her head, forcing my cock further down her throat.

Feeling her start to breathe faster, I could tell that her orgasm was close. I didn't just want her to cum, though. I wanted her out of her mind. I pulled one finger from her pussy, and using her juices as lube, I ran a finger over her, wondering if she'd be open to a little ass play. I knew for sure that when I inserted my finger, slowly at first, that she'd go wild. I stuck just my fingertip in. She was tight, and I heard her moan with my cock jammed down her throat. She worked me while she moaned, the head of my cock hitting the back of her throat and bringing me to the edge. I was gonna blow my load in her mouth any second, and I didn't want to cum before she did.

Fingers in her pussy, and my tongue working all over her clit, I stuck my finger in her ass, and she lost control. Her hips shook with her orgasm, and I could feel the spasms on my fingers. I got a faceful of her juice as she squirted me while she came.

Max pulled her mouth off my cock just long enough to speak. "Cum in my mouth. I want to taste you."

I lost it as she sucked me dry. I pumped into her throat while she moaned and continued to cum with me. I finally pulled my cock from her mouth, and watched as she swallowed. It was easily the sexiest thing I'd ever seen -- this gorgeous woman, naked in my bed, legs still spread wide -- who'd just swallowed my load. I felt like I'd died and gone to heaven.

I fell onto my side and moved to get my head the same direction as hers.

She smiled at me. "Moses, that was amazing.

"No argument from me."

Max stretched like a cat and looked at me like she was ready for round two. "I could stay in bed until tomorrow. I know we have work to do this evening, but I can't think of anything I'd rather do than keep you naked."

I ran my hand over her stomach. "I'll make you a deal."

"I'm all ears."

"You let me pick out your clothes for tonight, and by the time we get back here, I'll be ready to go again, I guarantee it."

"Why do I get the feeling that you'll have me leaving here half dressed?"

"'Cause you're smart," I laughed. "I'm gonna put you in some of Kitten's stuff. I'm thinking this is the perfect time to try out those boots. I'm gonna have to keep an eye on you tonight, though. The Sons are like brothers to me, but they'll have a hard time keeping their hands off you when they see you in this getup."

Max rolled up on her side to face me. "Moses, I probably shouldn't say this -- especially since we're trying to get this case wrapped up before an all-out war takes off, but I won't let anyone but you touch me. And I have to confess, I'm hoping we can find a way to make this case last a while. I'm enjoying the fringe benefits."