Page 30 of Break Away (Riot MC Next Generation #2)

Chapter eighteen

His Business

Rafferty

Jasmine turned to me when she unlocked the doors to her car. “I’m pretty sure I’m safe in the forecourt, Raff. You didn’t have to walk me out.”

I shoved my hands in my pockets. “Yeah, I did because if something happens to you, I’d hate for the last thing I said to you was some snarky bullshit after spilling your tea.”

She rolled her eyes. “OMG, if being with Alexandra has turned you into a complete pot of mush, I’ll have to find a way to stay away from you.”

I shook my head. “Shut up, squirt. Life is short, and I give a damn about you, okay?”

With wide eyes, she nodded. “Yeah. That sounds more like the brother I know. Get back in there to your woman. I’m not sure Bianca really left, even if I heard the door close.”

I gave her a quick hug. “Fine. Try not to piss off your boss.”

“That’s no fun. Love you!”

Back in the clubhouse, it took a moment for my eyes to adjust from being outside. I saw Alexandra drinking a beer at the bar and sitting next to Beast.

Killian focused on me and raised his brows, as though asking what I wanted. I tipped my head toward Alexandra’s glass and he grinned.

She and Beast caught the by-play and twisted to look over their shoulders.

“Good. I won’t have to repeat myself now,” Beast muttered.

I leaned into an elbow on the bar, to the right of Alexandra so I could look at Beast while he spoke to her.

Killian pushed a pint glass toward me and moved to the other end of the bar.

“The club lawyer sat in on church today. Our instincts were right. If we took everything to the cops, we’d have a helluva time convincing them you - or Rafferty - didn’t have something to do with the drugs.”

Lex and I kept quiet.

Beast drained his beer bottle and set it down. “The money is a different matter.”

“It is?” Alexandra asked.

“It’s dirty,” I surmised.

Ever so slowly, Beast dipped his chin. “Obviously, our lawyer can’t tell us how to get around that. In theory, we could launder it through Platinum’s or one of the club’s other businesses.”

“Then why don’t you?” Alexandra asked.

Beast threw out a hand as though considering her words.

“That draws attention, believe it or not. Final decision was that we’re stashing half of it in safe-keeping.

The other seven thousand five hundred is being split.

Thirty-six hundred or so is going to find its way to your bank account, sweetheart. ”

“What?” Alexandra demanded. I couldn’t see her expression, but her tone was doused in outrage.

Beast put a hand on her shoulder. “Don’t worry. It’s being routed through your parents’ bank account, so it won’t raise suspicions.”

“Which means you’re using Dad’s company to launder it,” Alexandra said.

A steely glint hit Beast’s eyes. “I didn't say that. It’s just going to come from their account. Beyond that, you don’t need to worry about it.”

Alexandra held both her hands up in front of her torso for a moment. “You don’t know this about me, Beast, but I don’t know how to not worry about something.”

I pulled her hair to one side, and put my lips close to her ear. “Don’t worry about it, babe.”

Beast leveled stern eyes on Alexandra. “I didn’t say it would hit in one sum. Your parents have been putting money in your account every month to the tune of roughly two grand each month. This isn’t even double that amount.”

“Not every month,” Alexandra said.

Beast shot her a pointed look. “They’d be likely to front you more cash while you look for a new roommate.”

After a beat, she said, “Well, that’s definitely true.”

“Exactly what Cal said.”

“What about the other half?” I asked.

Beast stared at me for a long moment. “We’re taking a risk and routing that through a club business, and you’ll be paid.”

“Me or him?” Alexandra asked, tipping her head back toward me.

“Him. If you need help to pay rent, he can write you a check for his half.”

“But he doesn’t live with me,” Alexandra said.

Beast arched a brow. “He has been the past week. You’re staying with him tonight and for however long you’re here.”

“That’s different,” Alexandra argued.

A humorous light hit his eyes. “You nearly started a catfight and I definitely heard you call him your man. The two of you are together no matter what you say, and his name doesn’t have to be on the lease to pay his half of the rent.”

“Thanks, I guess,” Alexandra said.

Beast shook his head. “You’re not getting it.

No matter who tried to set you up, cops would have taken that cash and you’d be out at least that amount in legal fees and shit.

Don’t feel guilty. Whoever came up with this half-baked idea didn’t consider you finding the cash.

You did, so you might as well reap some benefits from it. ”

Alexandra nodded.

Beast stood. “I need to get home. If you go back earlier than planned, tell me. Either me or Tundra will follow you back just in case screwy shit hits the fan while you’re away.”

“That’s ridiculous,” Alexandra said.

Beast gave her a pointed look. “Two weeks ago, did you think you’d have found that much cash hidden in your furniture or that you’d find out your friend was selling drugs?”

“No,” she said in a small voice.

“Right. It isn’t ridiculous. Catch you two later,” Beast said, and sauntered out of the common room.

We were in my room at the clubhouse on Saturday morning, and we’d woken up not long ago. My knees were bent and Alexandra was kneeling between my legs. She had my cock in her mouth and over the past ten minutes she'd proven that she could give head like a champ.

“Oh, shit,” I breathed when she dragged her fingernails up my inner thigh to my groin and then lightly traced around my balls.

“You like that,” she whispered, then ran her tongue up my shaft and around the head of my dick.

“Love everything you’re doing, baby,” I whispered.

She hummed and took me deep inside her mouth. I loved seeing her lips wrapped around my cock. Loved it even more when she bobbed and sucked in earnest.

I ran a hand through her hair, gathering it at her neck. My breathing had become erratic as she kept at me. “Fuck, Lex. You keep this up, I’m gonna come in your mouth. You sure you want that?”

She didn’t answer me, but I saw her other hand delve down to her center.

I reached under her arms and hauled her off me.

“Rafferty,” she whined.

“Save it, Lex. Not gonna watch you touch yourself when I’d much rather come inside your sweet, tight pussy. Bonus, you’re gonna ride me, and I get to watch you.”

A moment before I eased her down onto my cock, I thought better of it. Instead, I shifted my hands to her waist, eased my body further down the bed, and pulled her up to my face.

“What are you doing Rafferty?” she asked, putting her hands on the metal headboard.

“Feasting,” I said, and brought her pussy to my lips.

She looked down her body at me. “This is…”

I ran my hands along her thighs, feeling the tension as she kept her weight on her knees.

After a quick drag of my tongue through her salty, sweetness, I said, “Sit on my face, Lex. I won’t tell you twice.”

It took a beat, but she relaxed and gently dropped down.

I licked and laved at her. She moaned. I reached up and kneaded one of her breasts.

“Raff,” she breathed.

Her hips jerked when I sucked on her clit. I increased my suction, which got me a keening cry. The sound of her nearly made me smile, but I stayed focused. Eating her out was the best, better than with anyone else.

Her hips were moving and she was riding my face outright. I grabbed her hips again and moved her down my body.

“Hey! Things were just getting good,” she complained.

I grinned up at her. “Yeah, and they’re gonna get much fucking better.”

She smirked at me. “I don’t know, that could have been the most epic orgasm.”

I lined my cock up with her pussy, she sank down while I raised my hips to thrust. She gasped, but the heated look in her hazel eyes told me she liked what we were doing.

“Ride me,” I breathed. “Hard.”

She leaned forward to grab hold of my shoulders, then did as told. I reveled in watching the show that was Alexandra. Her long dark hair fell over her shoulders, but didn’t obscure her breasts. I held on to her hips to help her maintain her rhythm.

“You’re so fuckin’ gorgeous,” I whispered.

She shot me a look, and through her labored breathing, she said, “Not really.”

That went through me like a jolt.

With all my might, I twisted like a corkscrew so she was on her back in the bed. I halted on an inward thrust. “What did you say?”

“I’m not gorgeous.”

I grabbed her hands, putting them at the sides of her head, then leaned my weight into them. Her eyes locked with mine. “You fuckin’ are. Nothing more beautiful than watching you ride me, baby. Don't know how you can think that, but I’m gonna fuck it out of you if it’s the last thing I do.”

She raised her legs, and I withdrew only to slam back into her.

“Oh God,” she whispered.

I repeated the motion over and over. My balls grew tight. Time was of the essence. I let go of one of her hands, reached down, rubbed her clit, and only when I felt the spasm of her pussy, did I let myself come, too.

It took effort to keep from collapsing on top of her. I grabbed her hips and rolled us to our sides without losing contact with her, though that would happen soon enough.

“You good?” I asked.

“Yeah,” she sighed.

“I mean, I didn’t hurt you, right?”

“No. That was intense, but that’s a great way to start a Saturday morning.”

I chuckled. “Yeah. I could start every Saturday that way.”

She drew circles on my chest. “I have to go clean up.”

I gently withdrew from her. “We both do. Let’s go.”

We settled back in bed when we came out of the bathroom. Alexandra drew the sheet up over her body.

“Lex, I was serious. You’re gorgeous - naked, dressed, it doesn’t matter.”

“Rafferty,” she said, pulling away from my hold.

“Nope. I mean it. Doesn’t matter if you’re fucking me, or fighting with me, you’re gorgeous no matter what you’re doing.”