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Wet (Diamondback MC Book 4)
Author: Tory Baker

 

Prologue

 

 

Monroe

 

 

I’m a princess. Well, at least that’s what folks like to call me. An MC princess, that is, or whatever the kids in school would deem for that day. Sometimes, it made me untouchable, other times, they tried to provoke me as much as they could to see if I’d explode or call my father and his club. I never did though. Instead, the mean girls in school learned how to stay away from me and the boys ran with their tails between their legs. Though, that might be because my dad, better known as Doc to everyone around town, had no problem pulling up to the school with all of my inherited uncles. When a girl named Kelly tried to cozy up to me during my senior year of high school, I should have known she was after one thing and one thing only—my family. After that, I stayed to myself, kept my head down, studied, and got the grades I needed to further myself in college. It probably helped that Kelly ended up with a busted lip and a black eye, it’s what you get when you make lewd comments about my family. Add that in with my fiery temper, and it was destined for disaster.

Somehow, Cannon got wind of the fight I started. He didn’t say a word, just picked me up on the back of his motorcycle, took me back to the clubhouse, and gave me ice for my hand. That’s also when I really noticed him for the first time, his dirty blond hair, shaved on the side, long on top in a faux hawk style, his green eyes that seep into your soul. It wasn’t the beginning of us though. If anything, it made him realize the age gap between us would never become closer, that and breaking the brotherhood code. While most of the other brothers were seemingly uncles to me, that was never the case with Cannon. Unfortunately, I was strictly off limits, which didn’t make me stop daydreaming about his muscled body, tall, firm, and oh so fucking delicious.

Anytime we had a family barbecue, I’d make sure I was there. I knew the clock was ticking. My eighteen-year-old self would go off to college and Cannon would be a piece of the past until I was done with school.

Apparently, being in the medical field is ingrained in my blood from my father. Who knows what I got from my mother. The way the story is told, she took off after my birth, leaving dear old Dad on his own to work as an ER doctor, giving the club what he could, and being a single father. He worked it like a champ, and I’m a better person for it, at least from what I’ve heard. I just hope I don’t get her batshit crazy personality that I’ve unfortunately snooped on and heard when I was on the cusp of teenage years. That was a hard pill to swallow, about to go into junior high, the awkward times and only being surrounded by men. Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful for each and every man in my life, but it was awfully embarrassing to ask about periods, bras, and boys.

Now I’m finished with nursing school, ready to start my career as a pediatric nurse at the hospital, and although I’m now twenty-one and Cannon is thirty-one, he still won’t attempt anything out in the open. Instead, he’s keeping us a secret, one that I know will only get us into even more trouble the second someone finds out.

 

 

One

 

 

Cannon

 

 

“Fuck, just like that, trouble.” My head tips back on the couch in my room at the clubhouse, my hands sliding through her honey-gold hair, brown eyes looking up at me while she hollows her cheeks out. That wicked tongue of hers sliding up and down with her mouth along the way. I’m trying not to push my cock further into the back of her mouth but am slowly dying inside while she’s teasing the shit out of me.

“I have a name, Cannon.” She pulls off my cock, giving me her attitude.

“So do I, Monroe. You going to let me hear you moan it later or just bust my balls today?”

“You can’t have your cake and eat it too, Hunter.” She climbs up on my lap, still in her clothes when I’d much rather she were naked.

“I guess you’re right about that.” Regret sinks in my gut. I’d be getting my cake and eating it too if I didn’t open my mouth like a Goddamn idiot, askin’ her to keep things quiet after shit happened to her, Sadie, and Henley. Swear on my granddad’s grave, my life flashed behind my eyes when I saw Marie waving a gun around every which way, my number one worry being Monroe. And not bein’ able to do dick about it.

It’s my fault. I knew what she wanted back in high school, and if I’d gone there with her, she probably wouldn’t be where she is today. Hell, she’d be my Ol’ Lady, barefoot and pregnant, not the nurse she is now. Monroe and I have been playing a game for close to three years now, the only way to describe it. Our age difference is a big factor. The other is her being off fuckin’ limits. A rule that’s not talked about, a rule between brothers that’s not even mentioned. But seeing a gun held to her head, I was done fuckin’ around. Though, it was me who asked her to keep shit quiet like a fuckin’ pussy, more so because I don’t ever wanna hold her back. Plus, well, let’s just say the repercussions won’t be pretty, and I’m not ready to subject Monroe to that.

“I know I am. I’ll give you my mouth. You can pay me back later. I picked up an extra shift tonight,” she coos, and slowly starts to leave my lap, sinking back to her knees.

“Not today, you’re not.” I pull her up so she’s straddlin’ my lap, our lips seeking one another’s, my tongue tracing her lower lip before delving inside. The way Monroe’s body sinks into mine, giving me everything she has, damn, she’s perfect.

“What about blue balls though?” She pulls away to tease me. Her flouncy skirt is billowed out over my lap, my cock on the seam of her cunt.

“I think we can both get off and you won’t have to worry about my balls all night.” I arch my eyebrow, my hips surging up to let her feel me, but all it does is amplify how wet she is for me, fuckin’ scorching and ready for me.

“Hunter.” Her soft purr has me sliding her skirt up, pushing her panties to the side, seeing her bare, wet, and ready for me as I slide deep inside her. Too bad we only have a few more minutes. Both of us missing from the main room would definitely have a search party out.

“Gotta make this fast.” I flip her over so she’s laid out on the couch, legs wrapped around me, my eyes watching as the pleasure takes over her body. When Monroe’s moans start getting louder, I kiss the noise away, not stopping until she’s sobbing out her release and I’m marking her hot-as-hell pussy with my cum. Fuck, this hiding shit is Goddamn annoying, but for right now, it’s an absolute necessity, one that sucks all the way around.

 

 

Two

 

 

Monroe

 

 

I should have never taken this position at the only hospital in Ely. Everywhere I go someone is talking about my dad. It’s like high school all over again. I knew it would be hard, but I had no idea it would be this annoying. Since he works in the ER and rotates throughout the hospital, a lot of the nurses go ga-ga over him. It makes me want to ralph. As well as some of the patients, especially the single moms whose children I triage, only to have my dad be the lead doctor on my floor. There’s been more than one occasion I’ve had to step away because the gagging reflex when someone hits on him right in front of me is hard to control. I’m sure everyone got a kick out of it, including my dad, given away by the way he’d chuckle when I excused myself. It’s not that my dad shouldn’t find happiness, he should, but right in front of my face? It only amplifies the ick factor. Which is what’s happening tonight and making me rethink freaking everything.

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