“Dog?”
“Keep it between us.”
She didn’t like secrets like this. If the prez found out, she’d be exiled or worse. Even Dog was putting himself at risk. Why? Sable was loyal to the club. It was her home and all she knew. The only reason she’d agreed to this was because Forge requested it, but also because Dog had been pushing her away. She felt it was her only option.
“Why are you doing this? You’re playing a dangerous game.”
“You’re my girl, Sable. You’ve always been mine.”
She narrowed her eyes. “What does that even mean?”
Sable wasn’t old lady material, not with her background, not with a mother and sister who were popular club whores. The entire club believed she was club pussy. That reputation couldn’t be undone. Dog probably wanted a side chick who was clean. It wouldn’t be the first time brothers claimed a club woman for their own personal fuck toy.
“It means when this cherry is popped, I’ll be the one to do it.” He reached his free hand down, gently cupping her pussy through her shirt and panties. She gasped aloud, unable to hold back as the current from his touch scattered like wildfire through her veins. Her knees felt weak, her heart pumping to a new beat.
As her mouth parted, her body suddenly unable to get enough air, his lips came down over hers. He kissed her thoroughly, one hand tightening in her hair, the other still between her legs. She felt utterly controlled, owned, consumed, and she loved every second of it.
Sable had always loved Dog. If only he could love her back with the same intensity. But she knew his type. He was used to getting everything he wanted when he wanted it. She was his present fixation. It wasn’t love. It wasn’t lasting.
As she pulled away, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him back. He didn’t refuse her tonight, kissing her deeper until she was melting around him, desperate and aching for his touch.
“That’s enough,” he said, securing both her wrists and bringing them down in front of her. “Your pizza’s getting cold.”
“I don’t care about the pizza.”
“Sable, I’ve got to go. This was a mistake.”
She narrowed her eyes. “So you don’t want me to call you if Hank starts something?”
Disappointment assaulted her. She felt like her heart was being slashed by a thousand tiny knives.
“Pretend I never came here. Fuck, I’m better than this.”
He turned on his heel, heading toward her busted bedroom door. Loyal to the prez no matter what. It didn’t surprise her, but it still hurt. It hurt so much she turned numb, unable to move, speak, or chase after him.
She just stood there, listening to him leave, the front door slamming shut, and the following roar of his motorcycle fade to silence. He was gone. Part of her didn’t want the fantasy to burst. Part of her wished she was a different woman.
Sable sank down the wall until she was sitting, holding her knees close to her body. She’d never felt so alone. So desperate for something she couldn’t have.
Tears traced down her cheeks, the saltiness coating her lips. She touched her mouth, remembering his kiss. His claim felt real, but what did she know? She’d never witnessed a healthy relationship. Her father was a member of the Hell’s Slaves, and it had only ever been a guessing game. Did she have the same eyes as this one? Similar nose to that one? Over the years, she’d gotten ove
r her curiosity, mostly keeping to herself. She’d seen men cheat, seen how they treated women in general. Forge and Beth, that was something different. Their love was palpable, and they were one hundred percent loyal to each other.
That was the dream.
Chapter Four
This was a really bad idea.
Even as Dog thought it, he parked his bike. Forge was doing this on purpose. He’d rallied several guys from the club to head into town. His prez had purposefully left his old lady behind because they knew the moment Beth saw Sable, the two would still be on speaking terms, and their entire plan would be fucked.
He was sick and tired of hearing about the plan.
Sable, like the good woman she was, devoted to the club, had phoned Forge the minute her date was done with the cop. She’d informed Hank of her leaving the club. What did surprise him was Forge telling her that under no certain terms was she to fuck Hank immediately. It would look too suspicious. His reasoning was that she wanted a new life away from the club life. Spreading her legs would only draw more suspicion. If she wanted a new life, she was going to have to prove it by turning over a new leaf and not being so open to him.
Dog loved his prez at that moment, but he also still fucking hated the situation. To help with the display they were about to make, Sweetheart and Honey were with them, as well as a couple of other club pussy.
Ever since Sable had dropped the truth in his lap about her being a virgin, he’d started to question the brothers, discreetly, but none of the brothers could be clear about exactly what happened.