We both cry out as she comes and I let go, flooding her womb with every fucking drop. I hold still with our bodies flush against each other, kissing her. “You’re mine,” I grunt before pulling out of her. “I need to run you a bath.”

  “Are you trying to say I smell?”

  “No. You smell like me now, but I’m sure I destroyed your pussy and I need to take care of you.”

  “Very well, carry on with preparing my bath,” she says, waving her hand like a queen to her servant.

  “Yes, my lady.” I wink and then get to my task.

  Once her water’s ready, I come to the bed and kiss my sleeping beauty. “Hey, beautiful. It’s time for your bath.”

  “Okay.” She blushes and smiles up at me. I scoop her up and carry my precious cargo to the bath. After she’s nice and cozy, I get dressed and go into the hallway to make some calls, making sure to check on her every few minutes. Each time, she gives me a smile and asks me to join her.

  “I’d loved to be in there with you, but then I’d be balls deep inside your sweet cunt and that wouldn’t be good right now.” She pouts and then splashes water toward me. “Behave, and I’ll eat you out until you’re completely exhausted and fall asleep.”

  I pace in the hallway, going from one call to another, checking on my sources who are scoping out Carl and his friends. The diner is in trouble if the rumors are true. That fuckhead plans on burning my building down. Of course, it’s also rumored that he will wait until he knows I’m alone and inside. He’s got too many allies who will look the other way. Well, so do I.

  My brothers and other prospects are waiting for the fuck to make an appearance, but a text comes in from Bullet. Carl split town.

  Twenty minutes later, I get the scoop. Carl’s taken a sudden emergency trip to visit family. In reality, it’s because he can’t find Clover or her vehicle, so he skipped out. I’m guessing he will go looking for her before she gets home and reports the crime.

  I walk into the bathroom just as she’s wrapping a towel around her sexy body. The sight is burned into my memory, and I plan to revisit it often. “Hey, baby, do you feel like going to work in the morning with me?”

  “What if he’s there?” Fear mars her pretty face.

  I close the distance and then pull the towel off of her. Taking it, I slowly start to dry her off. “He’s not going to be there.”

  “Is he dead?” she asks, holding back a giggle as I take extra care in drying off her tits.

  “Not yet. He’s gone out of town looking for you.”

  “What if he goes to my parents?”

  I stop my assistance and look her in those gorgeous eyes. “That’s what we’re counting on, but we know his men are going to be at the diner. If they see you, they’ll report to him and then he’ll come back. Even if he doesn’t, we have two people on his ass. He won’t be going near your parents unless he wants a bullet in his head.”

  “I’ll go into work with you.” She smiles and then snatches the towel. “I could use some clothes, though.”

  “We’ll stop by the apartment after work and see what we can grab. I asked Heather to pick you up some things from the store, so she should be dropping them off tonight. I’ll take you shopping for more when we have time.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Positive. Let me find you something to slip into in the meantime. Now, let’s forget all about our problems and eat so I can have dessert.” I wag my brows, staring straight at her pussy.

  “Only if you’re a good boy.” This woman doesn’t even have to try to be sexy. I’m putty in her hands.

  “Always,” I lie.

  “Liar. Come on. I’m hungry.”

  We work together to make a nice dinner and eat while we answer some more questions about each other. By the time we’re done, it’s well past our bedtime so we hit the sack. After all, we can’t be late to her first real shift.

  Morning comes fast, and I’m proud of the fact that I’ve stayed out of her sore pussy. Okay, well, mostly out of it. I ate her out twice: once to go to sleep, and once to wake her up. “It’s time for the shower. I’ll make the coffee. We can have breakfast at the diner. I have to feed the dogs.”

  “Okay. I’ll hurry.” While we were having dinner, Heather dropped off some clothes from the local department store. As much as I’d love to have her in just my clothes, I don’t think that’s going to fly at the restaurant.

  I do my best to keep my hands off her sexy body until we’re in the truck. The second the doors lock, I feel the pull too tempting to resist and drag her face closer to mine to steal a kiss. It’s sweet and way too short for my liking, but I can’t have her out in the open like this. The ten-minute drive is filled with both sexual and nervous tension. He’s not around to bother her, but his minions will be lurking.

  We pull into my spot in the parking lot. “Wait here. I’ll open the door.” She nods, thinking this is a safety precaution, but it’s my way of showing everyone she’s mine. I open it and take her hand. “So damn beautiful.” It’s a much warmer day and the snow’s going to be melting today—good. Once this is all over, I want Clover on the back of my bike with her arms wrapped around me, her pussy grinding on my seat as the motorcycle’s engine creates the perfect vibration to get her close to coming.

  We arrive a few minutes after Rosie, and she’s grinning from ear to ear. “You must be Clover. Goodness, you’re beautiful. It’s no wonder you’ve got the boss losing his mind.” She pulls Clover in and hugs her. “Ernesto, get that grill going. This girl needs a hearty meal.”

  “Sorry, Clover. This is Rosie. She’s married to our other cook, Roger. She normally has manners.”

  “You normally don’t bring women here.”

  “Touché. Clover’s going to be out on the floor today, but she still has some paperwork to fill out for me.” I turn to her and say, “Baby, come fill the forms out now. I want you on the floor for the rush.” She looks at me suspiciously because she already filled them out the other day.

  10

  Clover

  “When you said on the floor for the morning rush, I didn’t think you meant this,” I tease as he pounds into me. My legs press on the wooden surface, hands in his hair, tugging hard as my body welcomes him.

  “Fuck, I can’t take the way men look at you. You’re not on any menu that they’re privy to,” he snarls, sucking on my neck until I’m moaning out. He’s most definitely marking his territory after pulling me in when Mr. Gardner joked about asking me out.

  “Only yours,” I promise. I didn’t make it to this age as a virgin because I was prudish. I made it because I wanted the happiness I saw with my parents.

  “Yes, only mine,” he grunted, dragging out my orgasm while pumping his into me. We lay in a mess on the ground. Luckily, the door’s locked and the rush passed.

  “Do you think they heard us?” I ask, suddenly embarrassed.

  “Frankly, I hope not because your orgasms belong to me. Let’s go wash up, though.” He pulls out of me, and we both groan because his thick cock is still stiff as fuck. He stands, and like a snake thief, I wrap my lips around the tip, sucking off a little of our mess. “Fucking bad girl. You’re going to pay for that,” he growls, lifting me to my feet. Gripping me tightly against him, he crushes his mouth onto mine, kissing me forcefully, sliding his tongue across mine before pulling back. He slides my panties back on and then cups my sex, making sure his cum stays right where he wants it. The territorial move makes my pussy twitch. He hands me back my yoga pants. “Put them on. I can’t be trusted to let you make it out of here if I touch you again.”

  He turns and walks into the bathroom. I lean my ass against his desk, sitting there stunned about how much I want this man. We’re rushing this, and yet, it just feels right. The bathroom door opens and he scrunches his brows at me while walking toward me. “Are you okay, Lucky?”

  “Yes. Sorry, I was just thinking about us.”

  “I hope it’s nothing bad.”

  “I know we’re rushing this…”

  “I said nothing bad, baby.” I press my hand to his lips.

  “I didn’t say it was. Even though it’s fast, it feels natural to me.”

  “That’s because we belong together. Now, get dressed. I have to check on things and see how much people heard. So you said you have a degree in finance?”

  “Only an associate degree.”

  “It’s more than I have. So instead of having your sexy ass out there and sending me into a rage every time men stare at you, I’ll keep you working the books. How does that sound?”

  “If it keeps you from getting into fights, I’m sure that will benefit us all, so I’ll do it.”

  After I clean up, he shows me some of the system before checking on the staff. I work on the payroll, and I’m surprised by how much he pays his employees. I suppose if you want to keep the good ones you have to pay that much, but that means he takes a lot less for himself. All it would take is a bad year to be in a terrible situation. I hope he has other investments because his generosity could cost him in the long run. Each of his employees have health insurance, and they make more than the average. I go through everything when I open the mail to find a check from his trust. “Oh. There are things he has forgotten to mention.”

  He opens the door at just that time. “His guys are around. Can you do me a favor and help at the register?”

  “Okay. Um…a check arrived for you. You told me to open your mail, but I…”

  “Yes. We haven’t gotten to talk about that, but I don’t have secrets from you. It’s some family money. I do this diner out of love for it.” He smiles and shrugs, sending my heart fluttering.

  “I just didn’t want to pry.”

  “Pry all you want. You’re in this with me for the long haul. Any time you have questions, just ask.”

  “Okay. Thank you, Logan. I’m ready for this.”

  “I’ll be right there. You don’t have to worry about a thing. I just want them to see you.”

  I nod, and we share a brief kiss before I pull away and adjust my top. When I step out, confidence exudes from me until I see the guy that was there that night with Carl. I freeze when our eyes meet. Taking a deep breath, I walk past their table to the register. The guy, who’s name I don’t know, looks worried, concerned. Logan growls next to me, giving my hand a gentle squeeze.

  “I’m not going to let them touch you.”

  “He was at the apartment.”

  “Which one?”

  “The one in the white dress shirt.”

  “Oh, really?”

  “Yes. Please don’t make a scene.”

  “I’m not. I promise.” They stand and walk straight to us with their bill. The guy who was there doesn’t say a word, but the cop with him does as he hands me his card; he makes a point to touch my fingers as he does so.

  I process it without a word when he says, “I don’t know you. You must be new, and beautiful to boot. I’m Charlie.”

  “She’s taken,” Logan snarls, handing him back the card.

  “Oh, I see. Well, you’re a lucky bastard.” He winks and walks out. The other guy keeps his head down as if he’s afraid that I’ll cause a scene, but it’s the furthest thing from my mind. I don’t want to see them ever again, and I know that Logan wants the same. Once they’re gone, he tells Heather to take over while taking me into the back. The second the door closes, my back hits the wooden surface and his mouth takes mine. “I’m going to kill them.”

  “I don’t know the cop.”

  “Still, he was flirting with you in front of me.”

  “Crazy man. Can we just forget it all? I want to be happy.”

  “Soon. Now kiss me so I can get my temper under control.”

  11

  Logan

  Clover spent an hour on the phone with her parents, who have met a nice gentleman for her if she’s willing to come home. I straightened that shit out. I picked up the phone and said she’s taken and that very soon a trip to Wyoming was in the cards because I’m marrying their daughter. I said that last part in the other room before ending the call because I want to surprise Clover later.

  She’s finally in bed after a long day at the diner and then a movie on the sofa with a slow dicking before I carried her sleepy body to lie down.

  Gage sends me a text to meet him outside my house in ten minutes. When I head out, he’s got information for me. “He’s on his way back. I don’t know what they said, but he’s either anxious to silence her or pretend that nothing happened, but we’re not going to let that happen, right?”

  “Hell motherfucking no. Where is he, exactly?”

  “He should be getting into town any minute now.”

  “I want him dead, but I want to do it myself. Let him come back.”

  “Never doubted that for a minute. He’s only about an hour from Wyoming, so it won’t be long to get him where you want.”

  “Good. We have a five-hour window before Clover and I have to be up for work at the diner.”

  “Well, we’ll do a perimeter check around the house every hour, but I’m guessing it won’t take long for him to scope out your home. He has to know now that she ran to you for protection.”

  “Good. Then he knows she belongs to me.”

  Gage barely leaves my house when I hear Clover moving in the bedroom. I walk back to our room and say, “Hey, baby. Did I wake you up?”

  “No. I just…”

  “What, Clover?”

  “I missed your warmth.”

  “I’m sorry, baby. Let’s get back in there and lie down before we have to wake up.” I look over at the clock just as it turns to midnight. “Happy Birthday, Lucky!”

  “Thank you, Logan.” She smiles, looking at the clock, confirming that it’s her birthday.

  “So you’ll go in with me just so I can keep an eye on you, but I still want you to take it easy.”

  “Of course. I want to help all I can. Do you think Carl will show up?”

  “I don’t know, but he’d be stupid to try and start something in front of people. There may be a lot of crooked cops in this town, but we command more respect and loyalty from the residents.”

  “That’s good, but what happens if he starts stalking us?”

  “It won’t come to that. I’m going to deal with him today.”

  “I don’t want details. All that matters is that you come back safely to me.”

  “I will. I will always come home to you.”

  We arrive at the diner and the place is fully decorated in green shamrocks and green flowers, but it’s not overly done. It’s enough to say it’s St. Patrick’s Day without being tacky.

  “Good morning, everyone.”

  “Logan, Clover! Good morning,” Rosie cheers, bringing Clover a green beaded necklace.

  “Clover’s not going to be working on the floor today. It’s her birthday, so she’ll be in the office.”

  Rosie and Heather giggle, knowing that we were fucking in the office. They said it could only be heard when you passed by the door, which pleased me. The thought of people hearing her cries of ecstasy drives me nuts.

  “Happy birthday, Clover!” They each give her hugs, but then I pull her back. Ricky in the back knows better than to try that shit with her. No man puts his hands on my woman. “Are we ready to open?”

  “Yes, Logan.” Rosie goes to the door and unlocks it, letting in the first group of people. Clover and I go to the office, and I sit on the other side of the desk so I don’t get tempted to touch her.

  I see a nervous tick around her mouth. “You look beautiful, Clover. I don’t know if I’ve told you that, but you’re stunning as usual.”

  “Thank you, Logan.”

  “Tell me what you’re thinking about, baby.”

  “I think I should go back home.”

  “What?”

  “It’s just not safe for you with him and his buddies looking for me. You could be in serious danger.”

  “You think leaving is going to change anything? If you leave me, there’s nothing they could do to me. This is fast as fuck, but I’m obsessed with you. You’re everything to me. When I opened this place, I used it as my way to cope with the things I’d seen and done. Now, it’s as if my diner’s not that important to me. All I want is you.”

  “It’s just…”

  “Don’t. Don’t make excuses for the fear. I’m not afraid of those bastards. They’re weak, cowardly, and they’ll be dealt with.”

  “I’m scared.”

  “I’m sorry, Clover. I wish they’d never existed, but I will chase away all the demons. You’re my world, and so is this little one.” I press my hand to her belly.

  “Do you think?”

  “I don’t know, but I’m sure as fuck trying to put my little one in you. I love you. I don’t care that it’s been less than a week, but there are no words for what you’re doing to me. My heart and soul are yours, Clover.”

  “I love you too, and that’s why I’m so scared. I can’t lose you.”

  “Then don’t leave me, ever.”

  “I don’t think I can even if I tried.”

  “That’s because I’d chase your ass down and bring you back.”

  “What about Carl and his buddies?”

  “That’s something I don’t want you to worry about. I’ll make sure those fucks pay for even thinking of touching what belongs to me.”

  “Belongs to you?” she questions.

  “That’s right. You belong to me for the rest of our lives.” I pull the ring out of my pocket and slide it onto her finger.

  “You have no intention of asking?”

  “No, because no other answer will be acceptable.”

  “You’re lucky that I find your possessiveness sexy,” she says, jabbing my chest, her diamond ring shining between us.

  “Damn right. I’m a lucky bastard, and now that I found my Clover, I’m not letting her go.”

  “Smart man.” We kiss over and over until there’s a knock at our door.

  “We need help,” Heather says through the wooden door.

 

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8