“Yeah, this is my baby.” He turned the engine off and climbed out of the car.
He went to the trunk of the car, opened it up, and started gathering the bags she’d bought.
“I look forward to seeing you in these,” Lash said.
He saw her blush, but she nodded.
Lash made his way to the front door. He pulled out his key, unlocked the three locks before the door opened. Safety was a key issue for him, and he’d designed all three locks only to be open by his one key. Fort Wills was a safe place, but the club wasn’t. He could be the target for others at any time.
Angel didn’t say anything, and for that he was thankful. He couldn’t handle lying to her right now. After the fear of learning the Lions were close to her, Lash had been ready to murder.
The sun was setting, but it provided enough light for him to dump the packages on the table and floor and go straight for the fridge.
“Okay, wow, did you decorate your home with someone in mind?” Angel asked, looking around her.
“What do you mean?”
“Why do you even stay in the club? This place is amazing.” She folded her arms smiling all around her.
He’d decorated his kitchen without any expense to be spared.
“Do you like it?” he asked.
“Like it, I love it. You’ve got a keen eye, Lash.”
It was the most she’d ever spoken, and she seemed to stop and take a breath. He hated the sight of watching her deflate.
She took a seat and stared at her linked hands.
“Why are you withdrawing from me?” He pulled out a beer and a bottle of orange juice. Popping the lids off the top he walked over to the table. Pushing the clothes out of the way, he handed her the orange before taking a sip of his drink.
“What is this? I mean, up until last night I didn’t even know you knew my name, and now I’m wearing your shirt, sitting in your dining room, and I don’t understand.” She wouldn’t look at him. “And last night, you …”
She didn’t finish. Her checks were a wonderful shade of pink from her blush. Reaching out, he stroked the pads of his fingers along her cheek.
“Last night I touched your sweet pu**y and made you come. I’ve staked my claim on you, Angel. As far as the club is concerned you’re my woman, and there’s nothing else to it. You’re mine, you’ll always be mine, and I’ll do everything in my power to protect you.”
Angel shook her head. “No, this is not right. I’m the daughter of a guy who can’t pay you back. I was taken as payment.”
She placed the bottle on the counter and didn’t reach out to touch it again.
“And you’re still there as payment, Angel. Nothing has changed other than the fact the guys know to stay away.”
Her mouth opened and then closed. “What?”
“Your father is never going to pay back the money, baby. He’s in too deep, and we think he’s into something deeper. The longer we go without being paid, the higher the risk of you being one of the members’ plaything, rises.” The look of disgust made him feel like a pig. Angel was far too innocent. Why couldn’t he want a woman who knew how things went with him?
“You’re telling me they’d treat me like some kind of whore?”
“No. You’re a challenge to the men.”
“My virginity is a challenge to them?” She let out a gross sound. “Well I’m sorry, okay. I’m sorry that my Dad had to borrow money, and I’m sorry my Mom died sending him to do it. I’ve got nothing to do with it. Why can’t you just leave me alone?” She stood up and made toward the door.
Lash fought with himself. He should just let her go and help her get far away from The Skulls and him. She’d be safer without him being close by. Instead, he found himself getting to his feet and charging in her direction. She was stood in front of the door leading to her escape.
He couldn’t let her go. Tiny would kill him, and the club would look down on him. He either tamed her or got rid of her. They were a club with a code, but the club would always come first, even to him.
Slamming the door closed, he stopped her from moving. Her head rested against the door, and he felt the sobs escape her. Her shoulder shook with her tears.
“Why can’t I just go? I’ve never done anything to any of you.” The pain in her voice was clear.
“I can’t.”
“I’m not used to this. I don’t watch people ha**ng s*x in front of an audience. I don’t cook for a bunch of tattooed bikers. This is not me. It’s not fair.”
He pulled her hair off her shoulder and laid a kiss to her exposed flesh. “I know, and I’m sorry.”
She shook her head. “No, you’re not sorry. If you were sorry you’d let me go.”
“There’s no way you’re leaving, Angel. You’re my woman. You stay by my side.”
“I hate you. I don’t know you, but I hate you. You’re unfair, and I hate you for it.”
Lash listened to her words and reached around to cup her breast. Her nipple hardened in his palm. He didn’t let up from his touch.
With his other hand he pulled the vest he’d given her up over her chest until he was touching her na**d tit in his palm. She filled his hand with her nipple poking against him.
“You can hate me all you want, baby. Your body doesn’t lie, and you want me. Hate me all you want, but you’re mine. Your body is mine, and I’ll be f**king you very soon.”
Dropping his lips against her neck Lash inhaled her subtle fragrance. Her scent was addictive, and he wanted to surround himself with her scent.
She let out a moan, and her hands lay flat against the door. He wasn’t letting her get away.
“I can’t do this.”
“Yes, you can.” He dropped one of his hands to her jeans and flicked open the button of her jeans. She didn’t fight him. His Angel didn’t stop him when he slipped his hand inside her jeans and through her creamy slit. Her pu**y was dripping wet and coated his palm with her cream.
Their moans combined and floated away in the air. He nibbled her neck relishing the feel of her against him.
Chapter Five
Angel wanted to fight him, but no matter how much she tried a new wave of pleasure consumed her, stopping her from putting an end to Lash’s touch. Did she really want him to stop? Fingers stroked over her clit, and Angel was lost to anything other than the sensation he was creating.
“You’re so slippery. Hate me, baby. I can handle the hate. I see it in the faces of people in town, but your body will always want me. I can make you feel so good. You know that, and so do I.”