Quiet Country (Satan's Sinners M.C. Book 2) by Colbie Kay Read Free Book Online Page B

Night On starts playing right when Jacey says, "Bear, what the fuck are you doing?" Oh yeah, she’s pissed now. Her arms are crossed over her chest, still clutching her drink, pushing up her ample tits. Her eyes narrow as she glares at me. I’m irate, so I question, “Do you want him now?"
    "I didn't fucking say that, did I? You can't just come over here and scare off somebody because they’re talking to me."
    "No, you didn't say that," I answer, feeling out of sorts because I shouldn't care. I point to her. “You can't just come in my clubhouse, chattin' people up either."
    "He came up to me," she says, pointing right back at me. “You can't tell me what to do." She downs her Rum and Coke, slamming the glass on the table. She's making me fucking crazy.
    “I sure as fuck can, when it was my cock in you last night.”
    "If you’re going to try to be a controlling asshole, then that was the first and last time your cock will get anywhere near me."
    "It's not being controlling. It's showin' who the fuck you belong to." Where the fuck is this shit coming from?
    "You did not just fucking say that to me,” she says, getting pissed all over again, throwing her hand back on that hip.
    "Yeah, I did. What are you gonna do about it, Princess?" After I say that, I see her face change to reflect an emotion I'm not sure of, maybe sadness. Then she goes off.
    "Oh my god! Do NOT call me that, you fucking piece of shit! You don't know anything about me. I don't belong to you and I never will."
    "Oh really? Are you sure about that?" Suddenly, we hear yelling and look over.
    “Shit, Zoey just got in a fight!” Jacey hollers, as she runs over. When I walk up behind her, I hear her asking if Crazy Girl’s okay, then Hanger takes his woman off to their room.
    "You ready to finish our conversation now?" I ask from behind her.
    She spins on me, narrowing her eyes. “There isn't anything left to say, Bear."
    "Oh Lil Mama, there’s a whole lot left to say." I give her a devilish grin.
    "No, there's not. You think you’re gonna control me, own me, and it's not happening. So, I'm just going to go home." She's got another thing coming if she thinks she's really leaving.
    "You’re not going anywhere." Before she can answer, I bend down grab her by her thighs, fireman style, carrying her to my room, all while she’s screaming at me.
    "Put me down, you son of a bitch!” She starts slapping and hitting my back. I just chuckle and everyone else is laughing too.
    "No can do, Lil Mama, you're comin' with me,” I reprimand her with a good hard slap to her ass. She lets out a moan. I guess somebody likes to get spanked, making my cock twitch at the thought of turning her ass red. Once we’re in my room, I turn to face the door, slam it shut, and flip the lock. I let her down onto her feet.
    "Bear, just let me go,” she whines.
    "No can do, Lil Mama. I'm gonna show you who you belong to here. Don't think I didn't hear that moan come outta you when I smacked your ass." I close the space that’s between us as she steps back until she's up against the wall. I lean over her, putting my mouth to her ear. "You know you want me, for me to make you feel good. You wanna feel me deep inside you again, don't you?"
    "Hmm" I know I got her right where I want her. Fuck yeah! I bring my face up and look to see her head against the wall, eyes closed. I put my mouth to her ear again.
    "How wet are you for me? I bet you're soaked just from thinkin’ about last night, and maybe from that little smack I gave you." I take one of her hands, placing it over my jeans on my rock hard cock. "Feel what you do to me." I let her hand go, but she doesn’t move it off of me. "Turn around and put your hands on the wall, Lil Mama." I demand her to do as I say, and she listens with no hesitation, knowing the pleasure I can bring to her. "Good girl. Do not fuckin' move 'em. Got me?" I reach around her and undo her jeans, pulling them down.
    "Okay,” she answers, on a