Hacking the Biker's Code (Dogs of Fire Savannah Chapter #6) - Piper Davenport Page 0,13
like a book, baby. I know you’re shy, but I hear what you say, see what you do, and greatly admire the woman you are.”
I’d barely gotten the last word out when her arms went around my neck and her mouth covered mine. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her against my body, then unhooked her bra as she continued to lay waste to my mouth.
Jesus, I could die right here, right now, and go happy.
She slid her bra off and chucked it in the corner, never breaking our connection, which meant, I didn’t get a chance to see anything before she was pressed against me again.
I could kiss her all night, but I wanted more. A hell of a lot more, so I pulled away and gently pushed her on her back on the mattress.
“Fuck,” I breathed out as I hovered over her. “You’re stunning, Parker.”
She smiled, reaching up to stroke my cheeks. “Back atya.”
The beep of a horn pulled me from my memory, and I took a deep breath. It was probably well-timed, considering I suddenly needed to bury myself deep in my woman.
* * *
Parker
I’d just set a stack of buckets in the corner of the room when Rabbit walked in, looking drained but delicious as usual. “Hey.”
He smiled slowly and I cocked my head. “What?”
“You pulled your hair back.”
I frowned. “So?”
“So, you normally let it fall in front of your face to hide.”
I wrinkled my nose. “Do you and Jasmine study each other’s notes?”
He chuckled, closing the distance between us and kissing me deeply. “How’d it go with the wedding shit?”
I gripped his cut. “Good. Uneventful which is the best. The client was happy, and the bride looked beautiful. Now, tell me why your knuckles are raw.”
He smiled, cupping my face and leaning down to kiss me again. “Just had to have a conversation with someone, nothing you need to worry about.”
“You had to have a conversation with someone.” I raised an eyebrow. “With your fists?”
“Yep.”
“Who?”
He kissed my nose and gave me a squeeze. “No one.”
He tried to break our connection, but I held him tighter. “Zane.”
“Yeah, baby?”
“Who did you hit?”
“Someone who deserved it.”
I wrinkled my nose. “You found the guy who attacked me.”
“Yeah. But that’s the extent of what I’m going to tell you. Got it?”
I raised an eyebrow. “Why did he—”
“Parker,” he warned.
“Fine,” I breathed out. I didn’t really care, telling myself that Rabbit would disclose if it was important to me. Which, for the moment, it wasn’t.
“You’re still wearin’ your skirt.”
I slid my arms behind his neck. “Yeah. It’s pretty and comfortable, so it was appropriate for the wedding, why?”
“You wearin’ panties?”
My heart sped up and I licked my lips. “Yes, but that can be rectified.”
“Is Stevie watching the front?”
“Yes,” I said, and studied him. “Why?”
“Just need to bury myself in you.”
“Quickie?” I asked, hopefully.
Rabbit closed the door and wrapped his arms around my waist, lifting me onto the metal arranging table. “Hell, yeah.”
I tugged him forward by his jacket and kissed him, sliding my hands into his hair as his hand slipped under my shirt and cupped my breast.
“Parker?” Stevie called, pushing open the door. “Oh! Oh, shit, sorry.”
Rabbit fixed my shirt, dropping his forehead to mine.
“No, I’m sorry,” I rushed to say, jumping off the table. “I should have locked the door.”
“I’ll just wait outside,” Stevie said, pulling the door open and I followed her into the hallway.
“I’m really sorry, Stevie,” I rushed to say. “This is your place of business, you shouldn’t have to be subjected to that.”
She grinned. “It’s all good. I’m just glad you weren’t naked yet.”
I snorted. “Two minutes later and that would have been a different story.”
“No doubt,” she said. “I just ushered our last customer out, so I locked up the front. Do you want me to go through the receipts?”
“No, why don’t you head home early. Rabbit and I’ll finish up.”
“I bet you will.” She chuckled. “I’ll see you Monday.”
“Sounds good.” I waited for her to grab her purse, then locked the back door once I saw her climb into her car and pull away.
Before I could turn back toward the arranging room, my skirt was pulled up and my panties ripped off my body. “That took entirely too fuckin’ long,” Rabbit growled, his hand sliding between my legs. “Spread, Parker.”
I gripped the doorframe and spread. His fingers slid inside of me, then brushed over my clit.
“Zane,” I panted out.
He pulled his hand away and I couldn’t stop a whimper, but then he