MC Sinners Boxed Set #1-7

~CHAPTER 13~ | JACKSON - 10 days later

~*CHAPTER 13*~

JACKSON - 10 days later

“ S omeone is running drugs through town?” I say, lighting a cigarette and dropping my ass into my office chair.

Cade leans against the desk. “Yeah, it’s gotten worse. Someone is supplying them, I’ve been keeping a track on what’s going down in this town, and lately it’s on the increase.”

“You sure about this?”

He nods. “Fuckin’ certain boss, someone is gettin’ some serious shipments in and sellin’ them for profit.”

“You able to find out anything?” I ask.

“Nah, I’m goin’ to send a guy in, see what we get.”

“I’ll make some calls, I don’t want anyone comin’ in and fuckin’ around with what we’ve created here,” I say, feeling my chest tighten in anger.

We might be a biker group, but we’ve always made sure whatever we get ourselves involved in, doesn’t impact the town in any way. So far, we’ve managed to keep it that way, and have had no problems. Drugs are something my club doesn’t run, it’s our number one rule, so if someone is in town running them, I want to know who it is. More often than not, when a drug increase happens, it’s from a larger group and not just some drop kick teenagers looking for a quick buck.

“You think it’s a problem?” I ask, standing up and crushing out the cigarette. I can’t even put it to my lips right now.

“It could be, if it gets out of control. More than that, if the people selling them are a problem, it could put us in a situation.”

“Right, well you organize one of the boys to go in and see what he can find out. I’m going to make some calls, see what we come up with. It would have to be a large group, if the numbers you say are correct.”

“And a large group would have to be camping out somewhere.”

I nod. “Check all the large warehouses, compounds, sheds, anything like that. See if they’ve been rented, and if so, by who.”

“On it,” he says, digging his cell phone out of his pocket and walking out.

I sigh and drop my head back into the chair. I love what I do. I love my guys. I love my club. Sometimes though, it gets so fucking draining. Like there’s just no escape for anyone. I close my eyes and let out a loud grumble, fuck, I’m tired. That’ll teach me for stayin’ up most nights with a woman who refuses to let me get any sleep. Or maybe it is the other way around. Either way, it is fuckin’ sweet.

“You look hard at work.”

I recognize the voice and lift my head to see Kayla standing at the door, grinning over at me.

“Yeah, you know me, always busy.”

She walks in, closing the door behind her, before heading over to my desk. I look up at her, noticing the way her breasts are popping out of her top. It does little for the imagination.

“You haven’t seen me in the past few weeks, I’ve missed you big boy.”

Fuck. Why do girls think it is sexy to call a man ‘big boy’?

“I’ve been flat,” I say, watching as she slides her ass onto my desk and shuffles over until she’s sitting in front of me. She spreads her legs, giving me an eyeful of a shaved, bare pussy.

A few weeks ago, I would have dropped down and put my mouth on her. Now, I want to shove her legs closed and tell her to get the fuck out. I’m not a pig, though, so I’ll be gentle about it.

“I got work to do, I need quiet to do that,” I say, staring up at her.

She pouts. “Jackson, it’s not like you to say no to pussy.”

I snort. “Well, there’s a first time for everything.”

She drops her bottom lip, and lifts my hand. I try to pull it out without hurting her, which results in her falling onto my lap.

“Kayla,” I warn as she grinds herself on my hips.

“Come on Jackson, I’m horny.”

“I’m busy.”

I hear the sound of my door creaking, and I look over Kayla’s shoulder just to see Serenity rushing off.

Fuck.

Shit.

I realize the position Kayla is in, her bare ass facing the door for the world to see. I lift Kayla and toss her off, before shoving myself out of the chair.

“For the minute, I’m taken. You know the rules when it comes to potential Old Ladies.”

She looks hurt, but I don’t have time to care. I walk towards the door and shove it open, stepping out. I look left and right, but I can’t see Serenity. Growling, I walk to the bar and I find Addison wiping glasses.

“Where’s Serenity?”

She shrugs. “I have no idea, she was coming to give you a drink.”

“Yeah, well, she might have seen Kayla in my office.”

Her mouth drops open.

Here goes.

“Dad! Oh my god! Why would you do that to her?”

I sigh, running my fingers through my hair. “I didn’t do anything, I was telling her to go, but...look...it just looked bad. Where is she?”

“I don’t know, she has no car so she couldn’t have gone far. Try the storage closet. I did tell her to grab some alcohol on the way back from giving you that drink.”

I nod, and walk down the hall and to the left until I reach the large room, that’s far bigger than a closet. I open the door, and sure enough, Serenity is sitting on an old, wooden stool, just staring at the floor. Fuck. My heart aches as I walk over, kneeling in front of her. She doesn’t put her eyes on me.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt,” she whispers, her voice hoarse.

“It was nothin’, darlin’.”

She finally lifts her eyes, and shit, they’re all red and glassy. My heart thumps harder. “You don’t have to explain yourself to me,” she whispers. “What you do is your business.”

“Maybe so, but this time I am makin’ it yours. It was nothin’. I was tellin’ her to go and she was all over me, I was trying to get her off my lap when you walked in.”

“I don’t expect anything from you, Jackson. I didn’t expect that it would be anything more than sex between us.”

I flinch, and my jaw tightens. “It’s fuckin’ far more than sex to me, pixie.”

She opens her mouth, and then closes it, dragging her lip between her teeth. I take the moment to lean forward, cupping her face in my hands. Fuck, I care about her. In such a short time, she’s managed to creep into my heart and each day she’s here, she’s gettin’ in further.

“If I didn’t have so much to do, I’d spread your beautiful thighs and lick you until you’re screaming...” I rasp, running my thumb over her bottom lip.

“Why don’t you?”

I hiss, and lean forward, pressing my lips to hers. She whimpers, opening her lips and letting me in. Her tongue is sweet, and she tastes sweet like she’s been eating chocolate. My dick twitches, and I deepen the kiss until she’s panting and clinging to me. Fuck, if I didn’t have to go to church, I’d have her over this fuckin’ stool in a second.

“I’d love to continue this,” I growl. “But I gotta go to church.”

She nods, her eyes alive with lust. “Later then?”

“You fuckin’ know it. I’ll come home after seven, you be there...”

She nods again. I stand and turn, using every ounce of strength in my body to walk away from her. When I get to the door, I turn and meet her eyes, “Oh, and baby, don’t wear any panties.”

I leave the room to her wide eyes and pink cheeks.

Fuck.

Yeah.

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