Free Broken (Soldiers of Darkness MC Book 1) by Michelle Betham Page A

still damp. But it’s her eyes – they’re cold again. The ice is back. And I don’t know why I’m reading anything into that, she was stone cold before and it didn’t stop me wanting her; didn’t stop me having her. ‘You OK?’ Hey! I can be a gentleman when I want to be. I got manners.
    ‘I’m just fine.’
    She walks over to me, and I can’t take my eyes off her tits. They’re pushing against her T-shirt, begging me to give them some attention and I could suck on those tits like a baby, all day long. Man, I got it bad!
    She don’t miss the fact I’m staring but, shit! Come on! I’ve just had my fist up her pussy. I don’t think me staring at her tits is gonna bother her.
    She’s right in front of me now, and I take a second to actually look at her properly. She really is beautiful. And contrary to what I thought before, I don’t think there’s anything fake about her, well, maybe her hair color. Her pussy’s shaved so I can’t say for sure.
    ‘We really do need to talk now,’ she whispers, and she slides a hand around the back of my neck and pulls my head down, and her mouth’s on mine before I can say anything. She’s got me here; I’m like a cornered rat as she pushes me back against the wall, her tongue sliding into my mouth and I take it, gladly. This is a first for me, I have to tell you. No woman’s ever made a move on me, not like this. Ain’t ever happened before, until now.
    I slip a hand up under her T-shirt and touch the small of her back, sliding it lower, cupping her ass, and she ain’t wearing no panties now. I guess Jesus does listen to my prayers.
    ‘You wanna talk now ?’ I murmur, keeping my hand on her ass. She ain’t complaining.
    She nods and leans in to kiss me again, and her mouth, man, it’s all warm and soft and I suddenly realize how much I like kissing her. It’s not something I’ve ever taken a great deal of pleasure in; kissing. I’ve always thought it too intimate; it brings you too close to someone. Kissing can give out messages I ain’t ever wanted to send, so I’ve never really spent a great deal of time indulging in it. I fuck ‘em and run, that’s the way it’s always been. I never saw a need to change that. But the way Izzi’s kissing me now…
    ‘You know what I really wanna do?’
    I’m stalling. I‘m just trying to put off the inevitable, because this shit-crazy situation we’re in here, it’s changed. She needs to know what’s happening now.
    ‘What do you really want to do?’ She still seems quite happy for my hand to remain firmly on her ass, but I’m wondering if I should move it now. Might be slightly inappropriate to leave it there when I tell her what I need to tell her… Christ! When did I get a freakin’ conscience?
    ‘I want to take you to bed, fuck you nine ways ‘til Sunday, then fuck you some more. I want to take as much of you as I can, Izzi, because tomorrow, you’re going home.’
    She lets go of me like I’m on fire, stepping right away, and I knew that was gonna happen. What else did I think she was gonna do?
    ‘Home?’
    ‘You’re going back to the UK, baby.’
    Her eyes burn into mine and I sense a fight looming. She’s a stubborn bitch, I can tell. But she ain’t gonna win. ‘I’m not going anywhere, not until I’ve finished the job I came here to do.’
    ‘It ain’t happening, Izzi.’
    ‘Are you going back on your promise?’
    ‘I don’t remember promising you anything, darlin’.’
    ‘You promised to help me.’
    ‘I promised to help you find the people who killed your daddy and your fiancé. I did that. But these people, Izzi – you don’t mess with them.’
    ‘I’m not leaving until someone’s paid for what they did, Mack, and there isn’t a thing you can do to stop me.’
    ‘This is my town, darlin’, and you don’t just walk in here and start shit you can’t control. If I do what you want me to do, you have no idea of the repercussions…’
    ‘You know what, Mack? I don’t