Chapter 26
Scott
“So, you two have been dating for a week now, right?” Madison asked Harlow as I was on my phone, pacing the room while I waited for Blade to come back on the line. We’d been discussing the Black Deed’s situation when he’d been called away for a moment. Harlow and I had dropped into Madison and J’s house after a bike ride. I’d taken her on a long ride; we’d started out early, just after six this morning and ridden up to Mount Tamborine and then down to the Gold Coast. It was now just after three o’clock and Madison had asked us to stay for an early dinner. Harlow was keen but I just wanted to get her home; having her that close to me on the bike all day had made my dick permanently hard.
I listened to Harlow’s response. “Yes, we’re taking it slow, seeing where it’s heading.”
What the fuck?
I moved the phone away from my mouth, and looked Harlow in the eyes. “We’re not seeing where this is headed, babe. I know where this is headed.”
Her eyebrows shot up. “Really? Where is this headed, Scott?”
Always demanding; always challenging. Fuck, I was a lucky bastard.
At that moment, Blade came back on the phone and I didn’t have time to answer her. I walked outside to finish the call.
“Everything’s in place; we’ll be taking out Bullet in two days,” Blade said.
“I don’t want to wait two more fucking days, Blade. Bullet’s breathing down our necks at the moment about you. He’s on edge and capable of God-knows-fucking-what.”
“I met with him last night to discuss the coke issue. He believes that I’m about to agree to pull out of drugs. That should buy us enough time.”
I wasn’t convinced but was willing to give him those two days. After that, all bets were off; Storm would take care of the problem.
We finished the call, and I looked up to see J coming through the back door. He’d been at the hardware store when we got here; Madison had him doing some redecorating.
I lifted my chin at him. “You get everything you need?”
He sat in one of their outdoor chairs. “Probably not. Madison can’t make up her mind on colours so I’m at the hardware store every second day picking up a new sample for her.”
I sat too, and raked my fingers through my hair. “This shit with Black Deeds should be over in two days. Just got the call from Blade.”
“You trust him now?”
“I believe what he’s told us about Bullet and what happened with his girlfriend years ago. The pain I saw on his face can’t be faked. Not sure about anything else where he’s concerned but there’s a whole lot more about him that we don’t know. Of that I’m sure.”
J nodded. “Fair enough. So, what’s the plan?”
“Don’t know yet, brother. He’ll let us know closer to time.”
My attention was diverted when Harlow came out and joined us. She came and stood next to my chair and rested her hand on the back of it. I reached my arm around her waist and pulled her onto my lap. “Has Madison decided what we’re doing for dinner yet?” I asked.
“She suggested we go out; she’s still annoyed that we had to cancel our girl’s night out last Friday. She figures that we’ll be okay if you and J are with us.” She lifted her arm so that it was across the back of my chair and started gently running her fingers up and down my neck.
“She knows that we cancelled that night out for both of yours safety. Jesus, she holds onto stuff,” I muttered. Her fingers on the back of my neck were messing with my concentration.
“Where does she want to go?” J asked, getting up.
Harlow shrugged, her eyes lost in mine, and her attention to J’s question waning. “Not sure,” she finally answered him.
J chuckled. “I’ll leave you two to it,” he said, and went inside, leaving us alone.
I tightened my hold on her and brushed my lips against hers. “You’re turning me into a fuckin’ pussy.”
Her face broke out in a smile. “I like that. You’re so much easier to control when you’re a pussy.”
I growled. “You don’t want to control me, baby. You like bossy too much; it fuckin’ turns you on.”
“Scott, since I met you, I’ve lived in a constant turned on state. It doesn’t matter if you’re being bossy or being a pussy, I can’t get enough of you.”
“Fuck, woman. You got any idea what it does to me when you say shit like that?”
She grinned, and whispered in my ear, “I hope it gets you hard so that you’ll fuck me as soon as we get back to your place.”
Christ, I was fucking done for now. Dirty words coming out of Harlow’s mouth almost made me come there and then. I smacked her ass. “Up. We’re skipping dinner; I’m taking you home now.”
“Thank goodness. I never thought you’d suggest it so I had to give you a prod,” she said with a wink.
I shook my head. “Harlow, any time that you want me to fuck you? Just say the word; you’ll never hear no from me.”
Twenty minutes later, I had Harlow right where I wanted her; naked and under me. Best fucking way to end a day.
Scott
“So, you two have been dating for a week now, right?” Madison asked Harlow as I was on my phone, pacing the room while I waited for Blade to come back on the line. We’d been discussing the Black Deed’s situation when he’d been called away for a moment. Harlow and I had dropped into Madison and J’s house after a bike ride. I’d taken her on a long ride; we’d started out early, just after six this morning and ridden up to Mount Tamborine and then down to the Gold Coast. It was now just after three o’clock and Madison had asked us to stay for an early dinner. Harlow was keen but I just wanted to get her home; having her that close to me on the bike all day had made my dick permanently hard.
I listened to Harlow’s response. “Yes, we’re taking it slow, seeing where it’s heading.”
What the fuck?
I moved the phone away from my mouth, and looked Harlow in the eyes. “We’re not seeing where this is headed, babe. I know where this is headed.”
Her eyebrows shot up. “Really? Where is this headed, Scott?”
Always demanding; always challenging. Fuck, I was a lucky bastard.
At that moment, Blade came back on the phone and I didn’t have time to answer her. I walked outside to finish the call.
“Everything’s in place; we’ll be taking out Bullet in two days,” Blade said.
“I don’t want to wait two more fucking days, Blade. Bullet’s breathing down our necks at the moment about you. He’s on edge and capable of God-knows-fucking-what.”
“I met with him last night to discuss the coke issue. He believes that I’m about to agree to pull out of drugs. That should buy us enough time.”
I wasn’t convinced but was willing to give him those two days. After that, all bets were off; Storm would take care of the problem.
We finished the call, and I looked up to see J coming through the back door. He’d been at the hardware store when we got here; Madison had him doing some redecorating.
I lifted my chin at him. “You get everything you need?”
He sat in one of their outdoor chairs. “Probably not. Madison can’t make up her mind on colours so I’m at the hardware store every second day picking up a new sample for her.”
I sat too, and raked my fingers through my hair. “This shit with Black Deeds should be over in two days. Just got the call from Blade.”
“You trust him now?”
“I believe what he’s told us about Bullet and what happened with his girlfriend years ago. The pain I saw on his face can’t be faked. Not sure about anything else where he’s concerned but there’s a whole lot more about him that we don’t know. Of that I’m sure.”
J nodded. “Fair enough. So, what’s the plan?”
“Don’t know yet, brother. He’ll let us know closer to time.”
My attention was diverted when Harlow came out and joined us. She came and stood next to my chair and rested her hand on the back of it. I reached my arm around her waist and pulled her onto my lap. “Has Madison decided what we’re doing for dinner yet?” I asked.
“She suggested we go out; she’s still annoyed that we had to cancel our girl’s night out last Friday. She figures that we’ll be okay if you and J are with us.” She lifted her arm so that it was across the back of my chair and started gently running her fingers up and down my neck.
“She knows that we cancelled that night out for both of yours safety. Jesus, she holds onto stuff,” I muttered. Her fingers on the back of my neck were messing with my concentration.
“Where does she want to go?” J asked, getting up.
Harlow shrugged, her eyes lost in mine, and her attention to J’s question waning. “Not sure,” she finally answered him.
J chuckled. “I’ll leave you two to it,” he said, and went inside, leaving us alone.
I tightened my hold on her and brushed my lips against hers. “You’re turning me into a fuckin’ pussy.”
Her face broke out in a smile. “I like that. You’re so much easier to control when you’re a pussy.”
I growled. “You don’t want to control me, baby. You like bossy too much; it fuckin’ turns you on.”
“Scott, since I met you, I’ve lived in a constant turned on state. It doesn’t matter if you’re being bossy or being a pussy, I can’t get enough of you.”
“Fuck, woman. You got any idea what it does to me when you say shit like that?”
She grinned, and whispered in my ear, “I hope it gets you hard so that you’ll fuck me as soon as we get back to your place.”
Christ, I was fucking done for now. Dirty words coming out of Harlow’s mouth almost made me come there and then. I smacked her ass. “Up. We’re skipping dinner; I’m taking you home now.”
“Thank goodness. I never thought you’d suggest it so I had to give you a prod,” she said with a wink.
I shook my head. “Harlow, any time that you want me to fuck you? Just say the word; you’ll never hear no from me.”
Twenty minutes later, I had Harlow right where I wanted her; naked and under me. Best fucking way to end a day.
