to the clubhouse to sort this shit out. ”
“ I didn ’ t do anything, ” Avery said. “ I swear. ”
“ Just
listen to me, sweetheart, ” Landon said. “ My patience
is thin. ”
Avery did as she was told. Landon then made her sit on the
ground and he chained her to the back of his motorcycle. When he stood again
and looked down, he thickened even more. Avery ’ s
arms were a little in the air, wrists together, bound to the motorcycle. She
stared at him and for a split second Landon saw himself opening his jeans and
taking out his thick cock and letting her taste him.
That pissed him off even more. This chick could be an enemy
to the MC and Landon couldn ’ t
stop thinking about fucking her or having her suck him off.
He turned and stepped away a few feet and took out his cell
phone.
He needed to make those phone calls.
And he needed to find a way to stop getting hard when he
looked at Avery.
seven.
Avery felt the wetness between her legs and knew her cheeks
were as red as apples. Just the slightest touch from Landon and she had been
brought to the brink of climax. Literally, the fucking edge. Now, sitting with
her ass on the ground, her wrists hurting from the chains, her arms tingling
from losing blood flow, and staring at Landon ’ s
perfect ass in his jeans, Avery bit her lip and wanted to finish coming. The
mess between her legs was not going to go away.
Yet there was something bigger going on here. Much bigger.
The explosion at the lot that day had been a bomb. Someone
had tried to kill people in the MC Landon was a part of. And now Landon thought
Avery was part of it. Avery knew nothing of the MC Landon belonged to other
than matching the letters on his ring to the name on the back of his leather
cut.
Back Down Devil.
What a name.
Landon turned around and Avery gasped. What a fucking sexy
man. He tucked his cellphone away and walked to her. She was in such a
submissive position to him.
“ We ’ re going for a ride now, ” Landon said.
“ I had
nothing to do with whatever happened to your MC, ” Avery said. “ You have to
believe me. ”
Landon crouched down and looked at Avery. “ If I believed everything
everyone told me, I ’ d have
been dead years ago. I believe what ’ s
in my heart. ”
“ What ’ s in your heart? ”
“ Right
now? A lot of shit. Take it for what it ’ s
worth, sweetheart, but you should consider yourself lucky you ’ re chained to my ride and not
chained to a block going to the bottom of the ocean. Understand? ”
Avery nodded. She understood it. Landon had a few cracks in
his bad boy demeanor showing. It meant he doubted she had anything to do with
the bombing. That was good. It gave Avery a chance.
“ Plus, ” Landon said, “ I can ’ t kill you until I get my six hundred bucks back. ”
Landon unhooked the chains and freed Avery. He stood up and
she sat, rubbing her wrists. Landon offered his hand and Avery took it. He
pulled with strength and brought Avery to her feet with ease. She fell into
Landon and had her hands at his arms. His biceps were amazing. She wanted
Landon to kiss her again. She hated herself for reacting like she had done
before. Hitting him like that. But in that moment, a panicking fear that she
would be raped had come over her. It was her body reacting, not her heart.
“ Get the
fucking helmet and get on the fucking motorcycle, ” Landon ordered.
Avery was in no position to question anything else so she
did as told. She enjoyed sliding her hands around Landon ’ s body. He fired up the motorcycle and spun around,
kicking up dirt and sand. The motorcycle then hit the road and he took off fast.
Avery had no idea what to expect now, but she felt somewhat protected. Just in
case anyone came looking for her at least she wouldn ’ t be out in the open and exposed.
As they went down the road that Avery recognized to be the
one where she dumped the motorcycle, her heart raced. Landon hung a left and
pulled into the