Page 81 of Army
Fierce. Primal. Raw … And relentless.
Moaning and whimpering, Mia’s head thrashed about on the pillow while she balled the sheet in her fist. He watched her hand slide down her taut belly and land on her smooth mound. Without saying a word, he slapped her hand away, and her eyes snapped to his—desire brimming and defiance warring inside them.
“That’s only for me.” Army held her gaze, the sound of her wetness intermingled with the slapping of his balls with every deep thrust. “It feels so fuckin’ good, babe. I love watching you as I fuck you,” he growled.
Mia splayed her hands on his chest and dug her nails in, scratching and clawing him hard, and he found it wildly hot and sexy.
“That’s right, baby, leave your mark on me.” He put his finger on her sweet spot and pushed hard.
Mia cried out and her heated walls clamped tightly around him, and he felt his balls tighten, pulling up inside him. Suddenly, he was right there with Mia, grunting, moaning, and panting as they clung to each other and cried out their mutual release.
Army lay on top of her, his dick still twitching inside her, his chest heaving. He nuzzled her neck then swept his lips overs hers before rolling on his back and tucking her under his arm. He’d never expected a woman’s skin pressed next to his could be so fucking addictive. And he’d never imagined a woman would affect him this way. Mia had slipped into a place in his life he had no idea was vacant, and now that she was here, he would never let her go. He wrapped his fingers around her hair and tugged it back, then brushed his lips against hers in a long, lingering kiss.
“I feel so good being with you,” she said in a soft voice.
“Me too, babe. He wanted to hold her like that all day, but the pull of having her tits pressed against him on the back of his bike was strong. He smacked her ass lightly. “I gotta go to the club and wash up. I’ll pick you up in an hour and we can go for that ride I’ve been promising you.”
“I can’t wait.” She kissed his chin then untangled herself from his arms. “How’re you going to get back? We took my car last night, remember?”
“I’ll call one of the brothers.” He kissed her quickly—it was ridiculous how he couldn’t get enough of her lips—and scooped his clothes off the floor before heading out of the hotel.
* * *
When Army walkedin he saw Eagle sitting down, his elbow on the table with his chin cupped in his hand, and staring across the room at the dark television screen.
The sound of the chair’s legs scraping across the floor as Army pulled it out with his foot drew Eagle’s attention, and he glanced at him. Army clasped his shoulder before sitting down. “Your famous hangover cure not working so well today?” He chuckled.
“Fuck you,” Eagle muttered, slowly picking up a steaming mug of coffee.
“Where is everyone?”
“Riding.” He took a sip then put the cup down and glanced sideways at Army. “Jigger said you were busy with your sweet piece.”
Army smiled at Kelly, who put a bottle of beer and a turkey and Swiss cheese sandwich in front of him. She blew him a kiss and sashayed away. Army took a long drink then pushed the plate away from him. “Mia and I are going riding. I just came back here to clean up before heading back to the hotel. You want the sandwich?”
Eagle grimaced as he shook his head. “Buzz kept asking questions about her this morning. He keeps thinking that he knows her.”
“I doubt it. Mia didn’t say she knew him.”
“It’s not like that. He’s probably seen her in a fight. He used to go to Arizona a lot to visit his buddy until Patrick moved to Nevada. That dude was really into MMA fights.”
“Could be.”
“Hey,” Goldie said as he pulled out a chair. “It’s pretty quiet around here.”
“They’re all out riding,” Eagle said.
“No one called me.” Goldie looked at the sandwich then at Army and Eagle. “Is this someone’s?”
Eagle grimaced again and Army chuckled, sliding the plate over to Goldie. “Kelly made it for me, but I don’t want it.”
Goldie took a large bite and waved at Lucy to bring him a beer. “I would’ve gone riding. Hailey’s busy with an anniversary party today.”
“I guess they think you’re outta commission since you’ve got an old lady,” Army said.
“That’s a load of shit.” Goldie washed down his second bite with a gulp of beer.
“It wasn’t anything planned,” Eagle added.
