Free Queen of Clubs (Desert Sons MC Book 2) by Kathryn Thomas Page A

don’t. Why are you even thinking about it?”
     
    “To protect the rest of the Sons. To protect… you.”
     
    “Oh, no you don’t! If the cops haven’t picked up the Sons by now they probably aren’t going to. And you know that! So don’t you dare lay this at my feet!”
     
    “But, Tina…”
     
    “No!” she snapped. “Where’s your fucking phone? I’m calling Marshall! You need your ass kicked in the worst way. You are not taking the fall just to try to protect me! Do you hear me? You’re not!”
     
    “I don’t want you to do go back inside.”
     
    “And I don’t want to go back inside. But I’ll be fucked before I let you throw your life away like that. It’s not happening, Jack! So forget about it!” 
     
    He stared at her a moment. “What if we get caught?”
     
    “What if we don’t? We’ve done okay so far,” she said more calmly.
     
    “But things can change.”
     
    “Yes they can. And when they do, we can talk about this again. But for now there is something else I would much rather be doing than talking about to you about you turning yourself in.”
     
    “What’s that?” Jack asked with a smile.
     
    “Well… let’s see. We’ve eaten the pizza, drank the beer, talked to Marshall and watched television. But as I recall, there was one more thing you had planned to do tonight.”
     
    He chuckled as his mood began to brighten. “Yeah. Seems like I remember something, but I can’t recall what it was.”
     
    “Should I remind you?”
     
    “That might help.”
     
    Tina kissed him gently on the lips as she waited for him to respond. Slowly, the kiss became deeper and more erotic before she slowly pulled back. “Does that ring any bells?”
     
    “It’s coming back to me.”
     
    “How about this, then?” she said as she captured his lips with hers again, then began to kiss down his jaw and under his chin as she worked her way slowly down his body and covered him in fleeting kisses.
     
    Each touch of her lips was a fair of pleasure and he breathed deep. As she approached his manhood, he stopped her by pulling her gently away. “No. Not tonight.”
     
    “Why?” she whispered as she kissed his chest.
     
    “I just want to make love to you.”
     
    Make love… not fuck, she thought as she covered his lips with her own. “I want you too,” she breathed into his lips as she tingled with his words.
     
    He rolled her slowly onto her back and seductively kissed the swell of her breasts and her neck. As he positioned himself she took his hardness in her hand and guided him into her. She exhaled softly when he slowly parted her lips and pushed gently into her. They kissed, slowly, gently, erotically, until he began to move.
     
    They moved slowly together and their quiet gasps of pleasure were barely audible over the thrum of the air conditioner. His gentle pace made her float on a sea of pleasure... This is truly making love, she thought as another soft gasp escaped her. She had never felt like this before— of making love for more than just a means to reach an orgasm.
     
    He pushed up onto his hands and drove himself in deep with another soft gasp of pure pleasure before he arched his back enough to bring his lips to hers. As he pulled back from the kiss he looked into her eyes and was almost overwhelmed with the need to tell her of the love he was beginning to feel for her, but he held his tongue, unsure of his own feelings and what they meant. He needed some time… time to discover if the way he felt about her was truly for her or was she somehow functioning as a twisted replacement for what he had lost.
     
    She looked into Jack’s eyes as he pulled back from their kiss and she swam in their depths. He didn’t move as they gazed into each other’s eyes until he smiled again and brought his lips to hers once more. She pulled him into the kiss and held him there as their tongues slowly caressed one another. He broke the kiss after a moment and slowly drove