“Abuela,” I croak.
“Mijita, que tienes, corazón? What is wrong, sweetheart?”
“Hawk, I think he is leaving me.”
Chapter 6
Hawk
My thumb hovers over the button. When I call her, it will hurt. How much? There is only one way to find out. The lies I tell myself don’t help either. Alessia doesn’t love me like she used to. I’m not cheating if she doesn’t care. She doesn’t wear my brand and has never asked for it. Lots of these guys have side bitches outside of the club life, their woman waiting for them at home. Maybe that’s what I need? Some easy pussy so I can let off some steam, then I can concentrate on this bullshit with my wife. A break is what I decide I need.
I push the button and wait for her to pick up. “Hey, it’s Hawk. Are you home? I’ll bring your car by.”
“Now would be perfect, I cannot thank you enough.” Her voice is light and sweet. My grip tightens on the phone. Something eats me alive, but I don’t stop myself from what I am about to do.
“I’ll be there in a few, babe.” Hanging up, I turn around and am startled when I find Snake closer to me than I noticed. Grabbing my cut from the hook, I slide my arms inside after pocketing my phone.
Inside, I tell the Prez I have a few errands to run and check a few things for him with the prospects before I leave. Lost in what I am about to do, I open the garage door.
“Where are you headed?” Snake calls out from the transmission he’s rebuilding.
“Taking Ashley her car,” I holler back while getting in and turning the car on. “I’ll be back in a bit.”
On the ride over, my mind races with possibilities. The guilt tries to creep in, but I push it away. Pulling into her driveway, I’m surprised to find her bent over in her front yard, planting flowers. I take advantage and scan over her body. From her thighs to her ass, I can’t look away. Captivated, I’m drawn to her.
She gets up from her knees when she hears the car door slam shut. Ashley’s hair is high on her head in a ponytail. The sports clothes she has on may as well be underwear. My dick jerks in reaction when she walks and the muscles flex in her legs. “Hey, it’s hot out here. Come in, I’ll get us a drink.” She waves me inside, and I follow her to the kitchen.
I place her keys on the kitchen counter. “I replaced all the tires and put a spare in the trunk for you. Also, you needed a tune-up and the oil changed. You should be good for a while.”
Hesitantly, she pulls the iced tea from the fridge and fills two glasses. “I don’t have a job.” Her voice dropping to a low and husky rasp, “It’s going to take me a while to pay you back.” Ashley saunters forward. Her intention is for me to notice her, and I do.
A smirk plays at her lips as she tells me she has other ideas for payment. The little bitch wants to play with fire. The feeling is mutual, but can she handle the heat? Is she down for just a fuck, no strings attached?
Fuego wouldn’t give a shit for the work I’ve done in the garage and asking her to pay us back. She hands me the glass, and I take a long pull, watching her while I chug half of it.
She licks her lower lip, and my dick hardens more. Each second is another shovel of dirt on top of my grave. I crowd her space and lean forward, setting the glass into the sink. “We have some time for you to pay me back. In other words, it isn’t lasting, whatever this is between us.”
Ashley bites her lip, my thumb pulling to set it free. Lust shoots through us like thunder. My blood pressure spikes, and so does hers. The vein on her neck beats wildly.
“It’s hot in here.” Ashley’s hands roam up my chest, under my cut. “We should cool you off,” she rasps, waiting for me to lead her, ask me for what I need. Her submission is gasoline on the parts broken in me and my relationship. In that split second, I could walk away, but she is the fire I shouldn’t play with.
“I’m not going to be your man,” I warn, holding my weight on my hands on either side of her on the counter. “I have an estranged wife. No one can hear about this, ever. It stays hidden.” I growl at her because she can never be seen with me.
“I don’t care about bikers or your wife. All I want is this.” She palms my dick through my jeans. “From what you’re packing in here, so do you. You want to blow off some steam, let’s do it together.”
Any restraint I had is blown. It takes me only seconds before I have her flimsy clothes off. My cut and shirt hit the floor. I coax her to the floor, down to her knees. “Suck my cock.”
Her tongue rolls over the head before taking me in the back of her throat. My head falls back, and I greedily let her suck me off. I’m panting, it’s so good. “The next time you see me, you better have condoms.” My hips rock back and forth. One hand holds her head, and I come down her throat sooner than I expected. I hold her still and make her swallow it all. Greed and power infect me. She’s my fuck doll for now.
Chapter 7
Alessia
After Abuela gave me a lot of love, she also gave me an ass-chewing to get my house in order. She is right. There is a lot I have neglected with Hawk. We were kids when we met, now
