“Great,” I managed as I grabbed a soda and sat down at the opposite side of the table. I wanted to say something, anything, but my mind had gone blank. I couldn’t believe she looked so good, and I was sure something strange had to be going on.

  I cracked open the soda and took a sip straight out of the can, trying my best to be busy. I had to do something to distract myself; I couldn’t stare, though I was sure that was what she wanted. Why else would she show up looking like that after all this time?

  For the first time in years, I decide I’m not going to flirt and I’m going to be entirely professional, and she does this to me. There had to be some other reason, something she had up her sleeve that she would spring on me.

  Or maybe she had been possessed by something else entirely. It sounded far fetched, but no more far fetched than the fact she was now standing right in front of me in that dress.

  God, this was going to be a tough afternoon.

  Chapter 8

  Quinn

  Okay, I can do this. I can do this. I just have to focus on what I want. Don’t overthink this, just have fun and do what feels good. It doesn’t have to be serious; it doesn’t have to be such a big deal.

  Just go with the flow. That’s all you have to do.

  The thoughts were running through my mind as I tried to focus on the numbers in front of me. I tried to keep up the conversation about the MC and what Bain was thinking when it came to the finances regarding the club.

  I knew he wanted to set up a new security system, but I still wasn’t sure where all the money was coming from. They had their own way of doing things, and it didn’t have to make sense to me, but I wished that it did.

  It was a lot easier for me to know what to do and what was going on if I knew where the cash was coming from, and where to put it. If he wanted to have a new security system, someone would have to pay for it. And if that meant he would go to the leader, or whoever it was they answered to, that was up to him.

  I didn’t care, and I didn’t even need to know. All I needed was money and numbers.

  And Bain was more than happy to provide all the information I needed. He had it all written and organized, ready for me when I asked. There wasn’t a single question I had that he didn’t have an answer for. He had clearly thought this out before I showed up.

  But by the way he kept looking at me, I knew he was just as shocked to see me dressed as I was, as I had been before coming. I blamed Holly entirely.

  The entire day before, and even the day before that–ever since the diner, really–I hadn’t been able to get what she said out of my mind. Why not just have some fun with him? Why not let loose for once and find out what I was missing out on?

  It wasn’t like I was a prude. I had lost my virginity when I was in high school. A senior, sure. About to graduate, yes, but still in high school. I had two boyfriends in college, and I had broken up with one recently. Well, not that recently, but still, since college.

  I knew what sex was, and I knew how much fun it was to have it. I enjoyed having sex, and I did want to let loose and have some fun. It might not be easy–especially since I had been thinking about what I wanted in a relationship for so long.

  But with Bain right in front of me, and with the way he was staring at me, any of the doubts that I had about not going through with fucking him were buzzing out the window. I hadn’t gotten laid in quite some time, and I knew I could use it.

  If anything, just to get the drought out of my system. I was lonely. But knowing what I wanted in a guy, I didn’t want to go out and get laid with just anyone.

  Somehow, I wasn’t sure how, but somehow, my sister was able to convince me that things were different with Bain. There was something about him that was so appealing–so irresistible–it was as though I couldn’t say no to him even if I wanted to.

  I had done it for so long, but I knew for a long time that it was a losing battle. The flirting, the looks, the subtle way he would brush against me when he would walk past–they were all little clues that left me wanting more.

  And now I was ready to take it. I just wasn’t sure how to approach the topic. I had also spent a lot of time resisting him. He had made his intentions clear to me more than once, and I was the one who was always keeping things on the professional side.

  Sure, he’d never come out and asked me if I wanted to sleep with him, but he had given off enough signals for me to know that was exactly what he wanted. But now that it was what I wanted, too, and I wasn’t sure if he still felt the same. He seemed reserved in a way. Distant almost.

  As though he had made up his mind to pull back the same day that I had decided I would give into the lust that had been building inside me, and now we were at a standoff of sorts.

  One of us was going to have to make the first move. And considering the fact that he had been the one to make the move for so long, it seemed it was time that I finally be the one to do it first.

  To tell him what I wanted.

  After running through several more of the questions I had prepared, I put my pen on the table and looked him in the eye.

  “Do you want to have sex?” I asked.

  There was an awkward pause in the room, only for a second, but enough to make me question whether it was the right thing to say. Should I have been so bold as to bring it up like that?

  Then he burst out laughing. It wasn’t the same laugh that Holly had when she humiliated me in front of him, but rather a kind of laugh that was filled with disbelief.

  And I didn’t blame him.

  Of course he couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe it, either. And what was he supposed to think? After all this time of pushing him away, I suddenly asked him point-blank if he wanted to have sex with me?

  The laugh was brief, however, and it didn’t leave me with the same feeling of embarrassment that Holly’s had. He didn’t give me the chance to feel embarrassed. Almost immediately, he leaned in, laying his elbows on the table and intertwining his fingers right in front of me, looking at me with his bright eyes.

  “What made you change your mind?” he asked simply.

  There were a lot of things I thought he might say, but I didn’t think he would go that route. And quite honestly, I didn’t have the answer. I knew Holly had a lot to do with it, but I wasn’t going to sleep with Bain because of her.

  I was going to fuck him because I wanted to fuck him, and that was all there was to it.

  “I want to have some fun,” I said with a flirty grin. It was all that came to mind, but it seemed fitting at the moment. What else was I supposed to say? That’s what I wanted, and I was proud of myself for going through with it.

  “Then let’s have some fun,” he said as he rose. He took me by the hand and led me to the bedroom, with my heart pounding the entire way. I was both excited and nervous at the same time. Not only was this what I wanted, but I hadn’t had sex in so long, I was worried I was going to be awkward about it once the clothes came off.

  But then it happened, and I wasn’t.

  He pulled the straps from my shoulders, letting the sundress fall to the floor. I had intentionally not worn anything beneath, and I now stood naked before him. But I didn’t feel as exposed as I thought I would.

  I felt empowered.

  But I didn’t feel bold enough to take his clothes off. Not that I had to. Immediately after I was naked, he laid me on the bed before pulling off his own shirt and jeans. His vest was draped over a chair in the bedroom which explained why he wasn’t wearing it when I walked in.

  I hadn’t noticed it at first, but now that he was taking his clothes off, I suddenly thought it interesting he hadn’t been wearing it when I arrived.

  The thought passed very quickly, however, as he was on the bed over me. His thick, hard cock grazed my thigh. He left a small trail of wet, already dripping for me. He wanted me. He clearly wanted me, and I wanted him. I was so wet, I could feel it before he even slid his hand between the lips of my pussy.

  Then our lips met each other. Our tongues teased each other, dancing in each other’s mouths as we moaned and writhed on the bed together. He pleasured me with his fingers, with his thumb on my clit. I moaned, I arched my back, leaning into him and embracing every second of this moment.

  I couldn’t get enough of him. I didn’t know that I had wanted to have sex so bad. I didn’t know I wanted him so bad. He was rubbing his fingers over my clit in small circles, sending waves of pleasure through my body, making me wetter than before.

  I reached down, taking his cock in my hand and stroking him vigorously, making him even harder than before. He moaned over my mouth before taking his hand and moving mine, pressing my hands to the bed as he spread my legs with his knees, pushing his cock into my pussy.

  I was so wet, he didn’t need to use his hand; he didn’t need my help, he merely slid inside me, until he could go no further. I moaned, spreading my legs further, taking him as deep as I could, letting him glide in and out of me, letting him thrust into me with all the lust that he had let build over the years we’d known each other.

  I moved my hips along with him, moving up and down on the bed with him, taking him in and letting him slide out slowly before taking him in again. Once he let go of my wrists, I dragged my nails down his back until my hands were on his ass, pulling him into me further and deeper, taking each thrust with as much power as he could give me.

  There was some pain, but it was the best sort of pain I could imagine. I wanted it harder, deeper, faster, but he held back. I knew he didn’t want to be too rough with me; this being the first time he and I were together, he didn’t want to push me too far.

  But he didn’t know what my limits were. He had never fucked me before and didn’t know just how fast and rough I liked it. He thrust faster and harder, going deeper and deeper into me. I moaned, moving along with him and grasping the bedsheets with my hands as I was driven closer and closer to orgasm.

  With the tension building in both of our bodies, I knew we were going to cum almost at the same time, and I let him know how close I was with my moans and whimpers. I couldn’t get enough of him, I never wanted it to end. I wanted each thrust to last forever; I never wanted to get out of this bed.

  Then with one final thrust into me, he pushed me over the edge. The tension that had been building inside me exploded, and I felt an orgasm like nothing I’d ever felt before. It ran through the core of my being, taking me to the very brink of heaven.

  The bliss that filled me was indescribable, and he was right there alongside me. I felt the buckle of his cock within me as he moaned, pushing into me harder one more time, holding himself there as he filled me completely.

  I could feel the pulse of his cock as his cum ran inside me, deep within my pussy, giving me all that he had inside him. The intensity of his orgasm matched my own and watching the pleasure on his face as he emptied himself inside me was almost enough to make me cum twice.

  Then we held each other, panting and hanging onto each other as we caught our breath. We were both sweaty and gasping for air, but we were both smiling and satisfied. It was the best sex I could ever remember having, and I knew I would want it again.

  Bain pulled out of me and laid on the bed, pulling me down on top of him as he did so. I didn’t want to cuddle with him. I didn’t want this to turn into something that it shouldn’t. But I also didn’t want to get up. I didn’t want it to end.

  I knew this was a bad idea, and this wasn’t going to go anywhere, but that didn’t change the fact that I had just fucked this man, and it had been oh, so amazing. I wanted him, I wanted him so badly. But for sex and nothing else, and I wasn’t sure how I could tell him so.

  We laid in silence for a moment before he spoke, and I immediately perked up to listen.

  “I know I’m not marriage material. Don’t worry, I’m not offended by that. I agree wholeheartedly. But you said you were looking for fun, right?”

  I chuckled. I was still embarrassed that he had heard me tell my sister that at lunch the other day, but I agreed anyway.

  He continued, “Well, if you ever want to have some fun again, you know where to find me.”

  He pulled himself out from under me and slid off the bed before heading to the bathroom, and I took the moment to get up and slip back into my sundress before there was a chance of me feeling exposed.

  There were a thousand emotions running through me, but I couldn’t say that I regretted anything that I’d just done. In fact, I was more than happy to take him up on his offer in the future. At least, for now I was.

  Perhaps Holly was right about all this. Maybe it was for the best to cut loose and have some fun. It didn’t mean anything, after all. We didn’t have to get married. It wasn’t like this would change my life or anything. Not negatively, anyway.

  All I had to do was not get attached.

  And since he was a bad boy and not what I was looking for in a husband, I knew there wasn’t much danger of that happening. It might do me some good to keep this up, and for the first time in my life, I considered going through with something just casual and sexual.

  It might happen, it might not; I was just going to go with the flow of things and see what happened.

  What was the harm in that?

  Chapter 9

  Bain

  Get her out of your head. You know that didn’t mean anything. Like she said. It was just fun. She needed it; you needed it. Hell, you’ve been wanting it like a puppy for as long as you can remember. What the hell makes you think that it would lead to anything else?

  You should be glad she felt the same way. One and done. That’s it. Now go back to being just as you were before, and all this nonsense can pass.

  I tried to talk myself out of the fact that Quinn was still very much on my mind. I had spent days trying to force her out of my brain, and I’d finally felt like I’d gotten over that weird crush I had on her when she came over to have strange, awkward sex with me.

  Okay perhaps she didn’t come over for the sole purpose of having sex with me. I was the one who set the appointment, and I’d done it for the sake of getting the numbers straightened out for the MC. But showing up in that dress and asking me for sex was something that I certainly didn’t expect to happen, and, well, it happened.

  Having sex with her was probably the worst thing I could have done if I wanted to get over the crush I had on her, and now, it was worse than ever. But I was going to remain cold and distant. I didn’t want her to know how much she was on my mind for all the wrong reasons.

  I didn’t want her to know she was on my mind at all. I got where she was coming from. I had several random hookups right after Katherine left. It was an easy way to get over the pain of going through the divorce.

  Or so I thought.

  I’m not sure if it worked, or if it was just a distraction to get through the pain. Either way, I fucked my way with random women for a couple of months, then I felt like I was over her and was done with the idea of ever being with any woman seriously again.

  Quinn was so easy to get attached to. She was safe. She was easy to crush on because I got to see her a few times a month, admire her, and flirt. But there wasn’t any commitment there. There wasn’t anything that was tying the two of us together.

  Nothing romantic anyway.

  At least, there hadn’t been before I fucked her. Now I wasn’t sure what to feel, or what was even going on. She had left just like normal, as though we hadn’t fucked each other’s brains out in the bedroom just minutes before. Then I was alone again.

  Now, not only did the memory of the day before stick with me, but the desire to have her again was stronger than ever. It was worse knowing what she felt like than it had been not knowing. I wanted her, plain and simple. And I knew it was a bad idea.

  It was a bad idea to even think in that direction. I knew I didn’t want to marry her. I didn’t even want to date her. I just wanted to fuck her. Over and over, again and again. For hours at a time and days on end. It was really quite simple in my mind, but yet it felt so complicated.

  But I had to get on with my real life. I couldn’t spend my life thinking about her and how it never could be. I had to focus.

  I put on my vest and leather over my jeans, then I hopped on my bike to head down to the clubhouse. Thanks to the work Quinn had done for me, I’d managed to get a security system arranged. It had been installed that afternoon, complete with a police scanner, and I was eager to listen.

  Hopper, too, was interested to see how it worked, so he met me there around ten at night. I had spent most of the afternoon on paperwork, but I was glad when he showed up and it was time for us to sit down and listen to what was going on.

  “So now what?” Hopper asked as he settled in with a beer. “We’re just going to hang out and listen to what they’re doing?”

  “Pretty much,” I said. “This way we will have the direct ability to know if and when they find Gus.”

  “Bastard,” Hopper shook his head. “I can’t believe it’s taken them this long.”

  I wanted to point out that we hadn’t been able to find him, either, but I kept my mouth shut. Even as the VP, Hopper was the President, and that meant he was in charge. He wasn’t the one to mess with, no matter what.

  I cracked open my beer, and the two of us sat and listened to the scanner. For the first hour, it was really boring. Not a lot was going on around Derby, Colorado. Most of what was happening was up in Denver, and it was the typical shit I would expect in a large city at night.

  Then the news came.

  “Holy shit did you hear that?” Hopper shot straight up in his chair as I nodded. Through the scanner, we just heard that the cops had not only found Gus, but that they had him surrounded in a house.

  It was hard to make out what was going on through the scanner, but it was enough for me to call Raf.

 

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