Biker Stepbrother - Part Three by Rossi St. James Read Free Book Online Page B

snuggling up to his warm, bare skin. I closed my eyes and proceeded to have the best night’s sleep of my young adult life.
     

TWO – GRAY
     
    My phone buzzed on the nightstand, bringing me out of a deep sleep. I needed a second to get my bearings. My arm was asleep from Everly staking claim on it all night, and then I realized I was completely naked.
    After a few seconds, I remembered what happened. What we did. What I did to her. A smile spread across my lips. I thought I’d feel bad about it the next morning, but I didn’t. I only wanted more of her. That tight, wet pussy and that juicy, round ass that begged to be squeezed and grabbed. The smell and taste of her musky arousal. The way her tits bounced when I pressed myself into her body.
    “You gonna get that?” she asked, waking from her orgasm-induced coma.
    My eyes blurred and then focused on the caller ID. It was Nash.
    “Gray,” he said when I’d answered.
    I cleared my throat and sat up. “What is it?” The red numbers on the bedside alarm clock read six o’clock. Nash was never up that early.
    “You need to come home. Today if possible,” he said. His tone was rushed, almost squirrely.
    “You, uh, get things squared away, Nash?” I asked. “Everything cool now?”
    “I think we found the real killer,” he said. “I just need you here to help me prove it.”
    “Who’s that?”
    “My guy says it was an inside job,” he said, referring to his minion, Ace. “Thinks it was Hackthorn.”
    Buck Hackthorn was a longtime member who’d never risen in the ranks due to his big mouth, quick temper, and failure to make decent decisions in the heat of the moment. He and my dad had gone rounds in the past, but I’d never thought he’d kill him… mostly on account of him not having the balls. Buck Hackthorn was all bark and no bite, or so I thought.
    “Jesus.” I ran my fingers through my hair as I processed the information.
    “If you come home tonight,” Nash said, “there’s a club meeting. I’m presenting my evidence, which will hopefully get the heat off you, then I’ll let you know when the time is right and I’ll bring you in.”
    It seemed like Nash had it all planned out.
    “I can be there by early afternoon,” I said, glancing over at Everly who was back asleep. I hung up the phone and lay back down, hoping for a few more hours of quality sleep before I had to hit the road again.
    “Who was that?” she stirred awake.
    “Nash.” I rolled over and tried to quiet my mind. She spooned up behind me and slipped her arm under mine. “Go back to sleep, Everly.”
    She popped her head up. “What’d he want?”
    “I have to go back home today,” I said.
    “You’re taking me with you.” She wasn’t asking.
    “I can’t,” I sighed. “Too dangerous. I’ll come back for you when the time is right.”
    She sat up and flicked the lamp on above her nightstand. “This is not up for debate.” She crossed her arms. “You fucked me last night and now you’re just going to ride off into the sunset and leave me?”
    I laughed. This was why I never had girlfriends. They jumped to conclusions too easily, and sometimes they didn’t fucking know when to keep their mouths shut. I always did the right thing, even when it wasn’t always the easiest thing to do.
    “I have to keep you safe.” My jaw clenched. “Don’t you think I want to take you with me? God, Everly.” I scooted closer to her and wrapped my hand around her hip, pulling her into me. My hand traveled down her smooth thigh. “You’re intoxicating. I don’t want to leave you. I want to stay in this hotel room with you and fuck you sideways, until you can’t walk no more, and then do it all over again. I want to eat that tight little pussy until it writhes and then I want to stick my cock in there, feel you bare. I want to do so much to you it’s insane. I don’t want to go back home. You know that.”
    Her eyes softened.
    “But I don’t have a choice and neither