Taming Lucca: Red Devils M.C. by Michelle Woods Page A

care of it. Do you want to wait till church or move on it now?” Slim was standing next to the entrance to the kitchen leaning on the wall one boot covered foot propped on the wall.  With a sigh Bone moved into the kitchen and pulled some soup out of the freezer for Molly with jerky angry movements. “Do we have solid Intel? We can’t afford another fuck up like Tidwell.”
    “It’s solid.” He put the soup on and turned the burner on. He leaned on the end of the counter looking at Slim who faced him still leaning against the wall.
    “Then get everyone to church in an hour, and call the prospects that are close and can be here in a few hours back to the clubhouse. I want it covered so there isn’t any trouble while we’re handling this shit in Longville.”
    “What about your girl?” He asked crossing his arms over his chest.
    “I’ll have Aunt Mae stay with her till I get back. Have Pretty Boy watch the house to be sure. And call the retired members see if any of them can help us out tonight either here or with the cleanup. I’ll call Duck and Tank you text everyone and prepare your old lady.”
    Slim nodded pushing himself off the wall with a parting shot of “Never thought I’d see the day you were playing nursema id to a woman.”
    “Shut up, Fucker!” He said pushing off the counter with intent to beat Slim for the second time that night. He followed him to the door in the living room.
    “Yeah, yeah you’ll be patching her before the weeks out.”
    “Fuck no, I just wanna fuck her a few times then I’ll find her an old man.” But even as he made the pronouncement he wanted to rip off the faceless man’s dick and beat him with it. Slim was laughing while pulling out his phone as the door slammed behind him. Shit, he was so fucked. Bone went back to the kitchen to make his calls and check the soup.
    After talking to Aunt Mae who said she would be over in about thirty minutes , he had called Duck and Tank letting them know what was happening. Then he put the soup and some juice on a tray and went upstairs to Molly. As he entered the bedroom he almost dropped the tray his eyes taking in her lying on his bed. His cock began to throb painfully, and he stared hard at the woman who was laying on his large king size bed with the covers kicked off she was sprawled one leg bent, which meant her legs were spread wide showing off her panty covered pussy. Her shirt had slid up and rested barely below her breasts. The panties, a periwinkle blue with little bows on the sides, had shifted slightly and showed half of the sweet little honey pot beneath. He wanted to drop the tray, and grab those legs to wrap them around his shoulders as he buried his face between them.
    Instead he set the tray down on the table, while moving to the bed were he reached out intending to pull the sheet back up over her before he was too tempted by her unintentional display when she wiggled her hips a bit. His hand near the covers twisted around her legs landed on her inner thigh. Feeling the smooth skin beneath his hand made him want to come in his pants like a green boy with his first crush. Staring at his hand on her soft thigh like it owned that sweet little body, and he was unable to stop himself from caressing her thigh gently. Running his hand up and then back down the inside of her leg not touching her anywhere else, but feeling more turned on than if he’d been moving inside her, he groaned. The sensation was incredible, he groaned softly, wanting those legs wrapped around his shoulders, or better yet his hips as he pounded her into the bed. Fuck. Her thigh suddenly stiffened, and he looked up her body meeting her eyes. He could see the fear filling them and reluctantly he pulled his hand back while quickly jerking the sheet over her.
    Molly woke up to find Bone caressing her inner thigh. She hadn’t wanted him to stop, but she’d also been fearful of the sensations he was stirring inside her. She wasn’t a virgin, and