BILLIONAIRE BIKERS: 3 MC Romance Books (63 page)

Lucas slept late the next morning and awoke wondering if Fetsko was awake. Moments later, he came through the door between their rooms carrying Mimosas and handed Lucas a glass.

“What are we celebrating?”

“I thought we deserved champagne considering the success of last night’s campaign.”

Lucas raised his eyebrows, and Fetsko nodded his head. “She came up with Blanco’s name and said that she not only knows where he lives but that she can get me an introduction.”

Lucas’s heart skipped a beat. “Blanco? You mentioned Blanco to her?”

“I didn’t have to. After my virile performance last night, she started babbling names. I drew her out, got her to talk about them, and then focused in on Blanco. The only downside that I see is that she said it could take a few days, even maybe a couple of weeks before she can arrange anything.”

Lucas nodded slowly, thinking. “What kind of contact did you give her?”

“My untraceable, disposable cell.”

# # #

It was a waiting game now. Luckily, they didn’t have to wait long. Two days later, Fetsko’s cell phone rang.

Fetsko disconnected his phone call and looked at Lucas. “It was Marlena. She’s coming up with news of Blanco. I know you’re trying to avoid her. She wants to deliver the message directly to you.”

“I’ll bet she does. Can’t you just meet her downstairs in the bar?” Lucas asked.

“I could, Roberts, but you’ve got to put in an appearance.”

They debated, but before Fetsko could call her back to propose meeting in the bar, she was at the door, and Fetsko quickly faded from the picture.

Lucas caught his breath as she swept through, struck again at the uncanny resemblance she bore to Marilyn. She wore a blue and white cotton piqué dress with a white bodice, polka dotted skirt, and spectator pumps. She threw her head back and laughed as she tossed her purse onto the divan, an obviously practiced gesture.

There it was again, instant hard-on.
Damn! How does she do it?
He imagined pushing her back against the wall and fucking her, her laughing the whole time until he emptied himself into her. She’d love it and so would he…until about twenty seconds after the deed was done.

It wasn’t out of guilt about Elena he realized suddenly; it was out of his desire for Audra.
Audra!
He wanted to get away and call her. To hear her voice. More than anything he wanted to be next to her.

As all of this was passing through his brain, apparently all Marlena saw was his dumb and full of cum expression.

“
Caro
,” she said, stroking his face. “Your shadow is getting thicker. I thought you would have shaved it by now, knowing how I love smooth skin,” she said, feigning hurt.

“Sorry,” he said, stroking his chin. “I’m rather fond of it.”

“More fond of it than of me,
caro
?”

“Oh, I’m very fond of you,
chica,
” he said.

“
Chica?
I’m a woman,” she said, “not a girl. Maybe too much woman for you?”

Ah. Hard not to rise to that challenge,
he thought
, especially since he already had.

He grabbed her, pulling her to him, biting her lower lip hard, then crushing her mouth with his, and pushing her against the wall. She kicked off her shoes and unbuttoned his shirt. He started to unzip her dress, and she began pulling at his belt.

“Oh,” she said, brushing her fingertips against his erection. “You want Marlena.”

He allowed his pants to fall to the floor. He stepped out of them, then he pushed her head against the wall, attacking her throat with his teeth. Then, he put his hand around her throat and squeezed. “You have word for us from El Toro Blanco?” he said.

“I have a message for you,” she said.

“Directly from the mouth of The White Bull himself?”

“From one of his
ayudantes principales.
”

“From an adjutant?” he demanded, letting her up from the wall.

“
Sí, ayudante principal.
”

She rushed to him again, pressing her body into him and seeking his erection with her hand.

He pushed her away. “What’s the message?”

“He wants to meet with you at his
villa de playa.
”

“His beach house, eh? Sounds cozy? And would you be coming, too?”

“
Claro.
”

“When would this take place?”

“
No sé.
It could be tomorrow; it could be a month from now.”

Lucas sighed. “So, you didn’t actually speak with Blanco himself?”

“No,
señor
. All the arrangements are made by his
ayudante.
”

“So, you’ve never even talked to him?”

“Talked to him? I’ve made love to him,” she said, pressing her body up to him again, “like I want to do to you. Why don’t you let me show you how I kept him interested for hours?”

Lucas felt slightly ill at the thought of penetrating the same space that had been visited by his arch enemy.

“So just how would I know,” he asked, as she pushed him onto the couch, putting one knee between his legs and splaying her hands across his chest, “that this is not some kind of setup.”

It was her turn to back off now. “That, I cannot tell you,
señor.
Nick asked me to get you an invitation to see El Blanco. What happens after that is between the two of you.”

“So, you could be delivering me to some lucrative business or luring me to my death.”

“What would be in it for me to set you up to die? I’m sure I stand more to gain from you alive than dead.”

“Unless Blanco pays you better,” he said.

“Why you insult me,
caro
?” she asked. “I would rather have your young, hard body than that fat pig, no matter what he pays.”

It was tempting all the way around, tempting to lay her, tempting to trust her. What she said made some sense, but he didn’t doubt for a minute that she wouldn’t be swayed by better money, no matter who was fucking her. But of course Blanco would have to be tipped off somehow to try to double-cross them.

“When this weekend?” he asked, reaching up under her dress, following her stockings to the top and discovering that she wore no panties.  He pressed two fingers into her which didn’t help his hard on.

“Saturday afternoon,” she said, repositioning herself more firmly upon his hand and beginning to undulate against it. “He’s giving a party. He will make time for you then.”

“So, where is his beach house?” he asked, as she stroked him back, first through his shorts, then reaching her hand beneath.

“Up the cliff behind the marina,” she said, breathlessly, “where he can keep an eye on his yacht.”

He closed his eyes. Just the information he had anticipated for far too long. He removed his hand from her and reached to catch the wrist that stroked him, but that was something else he had anticipated far too long….

Early that evening, he pulled out the phone device that Gordon had given him. Here was technology he couldn’t begin to understand. There were no obvious cell towers near Gordon’s complex, and the space over the complex was unreachable by satellite, so how he could communicate with them, he wasn’t sure, but he was grateful for it.

At Gordon’s request, this would be only the second time he had used it—the first upon arriving in Calexico.

“I’ve received part of the information I came here to find,” he told them, “so I’m much closer to accomplishing my mission than I have been up to now.”

“That’s good news, buddy,” he heard Jerry’s voice. “What’s next?”

“It will be a few days before I can execute the next phase, so it will just be a wait and see from here.”

“Understood,” said Gordon.

Silence crackled between them for a moment.

“Is she there?”

“Of course she’s here,” Jerry responded.

“Can I talk to her?”

“Oh. You mean right here.”

“She’s out in the dome somewhere,” Gordon said. “I don’t think….”

Just then there was a sound in the background. The fidelity was so clear that the sound of the opening door was unmistakable.

“Is that her? Can I talk…?”

He heard a slight commotion in the background, and Jerry’s voice fading away.

“Everything okay?” Lucas asked.

“Of course, buddy,” Gordon said. “Why wouldn’t it be?”

“Just a little jumpy, I guess,” Lucas responded. “Is there somebody else there, right now?”

“Nope. Just the three of us,” Gordon said.

“You’re sure I can’t talk to her?”

“We need to cut this short, buddy,” Gordon reminded him.

“Can I call back later?”

“Too soon. You’ll have to wait a few days.”

“Okay, then. Just wanted to catch you up,” Lucas said.

“Thanks. Oh, and be careful with that Rubicon. She’s a real looker.”

“Yup, she is,” Lucas replied, and Gordon disconnected the call.

He had no idea what that had all been about, but it was enough for Lucas. He was only four hours from Audra with nothing to do until they heard from Marlena again. He would drive back to the compound.

Fetsko connected with the chief on an untraceable cell phone and found that the setup had been successful. As far as the chief knew, Michaelson would have heard it by now, as well. Lucas was relieved. The chief had quickly made good on his promise.

Lucas decided to leave the Rubicon for Fetsko in case he needed to go in before he got back. A vehicle like that was not something a federal marshal would drive, so it would help to convince Blanco that Fetsko was a mercenary.

He had Fetsko drive him to a used vehicle dealership. He just wanted something cheap and practical, but his eye fell on a Harley for sale. It had been a number of years since he had ridden a motorcycle, but it wasn’t something one forgot. He purchased a Bell helmet with it, so Lucas was ready to go as soon as the cash was out of his pocket. The State of California gave him ten days to register a new vehicle, so he’d take care of it when he returned. That way he’d be flying under the radar for the moment.

# # #

Fetsko checked out of the hotel in Calexico and drove across the border, taking a room at the Lausanne hotel. As soon as he was there, he called Marlena.

“What do you have for me,
muñeca
?” he asked.

“I spoke to Blanco’s
ayudante
again. There is a party happening soon, and I’m still trying to get you an invitation. Maybe you can come with me, but they have to say so first.”

“All right, then. Marlena?”

“
Sí,
Nick.”

“I’m at the Lausanne.”

“At the Lausanne? Oh, Nick! Can I come see you?”

“Oh, yes, baby. You can
come
all you want.”

She giggled, and the call disconnected.

# # #

It was well after midnight when Lucas pulled into the compound. Gordon had undoubtedly been watching his approach and had the dogs at bay. He wheeled the motorcycle beneath the camouflage, parked it, and removed his helmet. He looked up to see Gordon standing in the door of the outermost Airstream.

Lucas stood and looked at him for a few seconds. Then, Gordon retreated inside the Airstream and closed the door. After the earlier phone call, Gordon’s actions seemed strange but made it even easier to do what he had come here to do.

He walked into the Airstream that he and Audra shared but was startled to find her absent. A thousand thoughts converged on him at once, but he remained calm. He looked around and didn’t find even a trace of her. Her duffle, clothes, toiletries, everything had been removed. The bed had not been slept in.

He dropped his backpack and headed back up to the first Airstream. He didn’t have to knock; Gordon opened the door as Lucas hit the step.

“She’s up in the dome. She’s been up there a couple of days,” he said. After a few seconds, he continued, “There’s no stopping you two, is there?”

Lucas didn’t answer him. He headed out into the dome and looked up, pretty sure where she would be. He saw a faint glow coming from the apartment they had gone into together.

He mounted the steps silently. She had hung a rug up in the door, and the faint glow he saw emanated around it. He pulled the rug aside and stepped inside. The damp coolness of the dome immediately became a welcome warmth. She had lit the fireplace.

He walked over to where she lay sleeping in the bed surrounded by the oversized pine timber frame. He just stood over her for a minute, taking in her pale beauty that contrasted with her dark hair and eyebrows. The covers were pulled down to her waist, and he ached at the sight of her globed breasts and dark nipples beneath that familiar silky sleep tank he had seen so many times.

Her face was relaxed, perhaps more so than he had ever had occasion to see it. He sat down on the bed beside her and stroked her face, pushing her hair back so he could see her neck and the part of her chest above the scoop neck on her sleep shirt.

He ran his hand gently down between her breasts, and she stirred. She opened her eyes and looked up at him. “Lucas,” she said. “Is it really you?”

“It really is me,” he said.

“Crawl in with me,” she said sleepily, taking his hand.

He hesitated. He could do just as she asked. There would be plenty of time over the next couple of days. But he decided against it.

He bent and began gently kissing her face and neck.

She opened her eyes wide then and brought her arms around his neck. “You came back for me,” she said.

“Yes, baby, I came back for
you
.”

He pulled her sleep shirt off and traced her breasts and nipples, waiting for her to wake more. He loved teasing her nipples because it took so little effort to tease them up into a sweet raspberry around which he licked.

When he took her nipple into his mouth and sucked, she made a tiny sound at the back of her throat that sent immediate signals to become erect. He licked and sucked the other nipple as well, then kissed her mouth, probing her with his tongue, feeling her response.

Now, she was fully awake. He got up from the bed, and she sat up, propping pillows behind her to watch him undress.

He sat down, removing his boots and socks, then unbuttoned his shirt and removed it. He would have crawled back into her arms just that way, but his camo pants were too thick and rough.

He teased her by slowly unfastening the button and unzipping them while he faced her. She grinned at him, then her eyes widened and her mouth made an ‘o’ when he dropped his boxers, slipped out of his undershirt, and slid into the bed beside her.

He pulled her down to cradle her in his left arm while he removed her sleep pants with his right. He reached down, dipping between her legs, testing her wetness.

As he reached to cover her lips with his own, he took her hand, sliding it down his member and curling her fingers around his balls. She took a sharp breath in as she touched him. Then, she began to softly explore him while their tongues danced together, and she ran her cupped hand up and down his shaft.

After just a few strokes, she felt his wetness as well and melted into him. She moved her head back and looked at him. “Teach me,” she said. “Teach me to do to you what you did to me.”

“I doubt that I need to teach you,” he said.

He turned onto his back, propping himself up onto the pillows. He lay back and relaxed with his erection on his stomach. She marveled at it in the firelight. She realized that, while she had caught glimpses of him naked from time to time over the past weeks, he had kept her from seeing him erect.

Her eyes roved over his muscular body, his nipples taut with arousal, and his member oozing slightly onto his skin. He watched her looking at him, and his own hunger increased as he saw hers increasing, as well.

She cupped his testicles as if weighing them in her hand, then curved her fingers around his shaft, moving to the head. She lifted the head and positioned herself, licking at the sparkling drops, and then licking gently around his head.

She held it away from his stomach and licked down to the base of the shaft and back up.

“Take it into your mouth,” he said.

She did what he said, pausing for a second as if unsure what to do. He reached down across her buttocks and ran his smooth fingers up her wet slit. As she felt her sex clench with desire, she began to suck and lick around his head. She felt him thrumming against her clit, and she caught the same rhythm, stroking up the shaft and sucking him deeper into her mouth simultaneously.

She worked a little while, but he soon stopped her. He turned toward her, laying her down onto her back, kissing her deeply and tasting himself on her tongue. He lifted himself, shifting positions, and she opened her legs for him.

She saw the deep dark of desire in his eyes more than ever before. She wasn’t sure what to expect, but whatever he had for her, she was more than ready to accept.

He paused to look at her, sucking her nipples again, as he looked into her eyes. Then, he licked between her breasts and trailed his tongue down her stomach to the top of her patch.

He licked across the top of her patch and down the sides. He raised up again and spread her labia ever so slightly, as if assuring himself of his target.

Then, he bent and his tongue hit squarely on her nub, causing her to flinch. He surrounded her buttocks with his arms and buried his face in her, allowing her scent to rise up around him. He felt himself getting harder and harder with each passing second.

As he licked her, he heard her breath alternate between moaning and panting. He drew back and looked at her, smiling. She had a questioning look on her face, and he stroked himself a few times.

She was fairly certain of what would happen next, but even her wildest imaginings had not brought her to this place. He licked her slit twice more and stroked himself twice more. She saw the droplets from the tip of his head and felt her heart pounding wildly.

He leaned over her, catching her mouth. She caught her scent on him and tasted herself on his mouth. Just when she thought she couldn’t take another second without bursting, he clutched her mouth with his own, and she felt his erection between her legs.

She gasped, as he slowly entered her. But by now she was so ready that she spread her legs, lifting them from the bed and slid up to meet him.

He shut his eyes and drew in his own breath, as she closed around him. He pushed farther in, and she opened her eyes wide, as he so completely filled her. As he began to stroke her, she became a hungry fire, devouring everything before her and seeking more. She began to thrust back toward him, hard. He took her cue, matching her vigor and filling her over and over, putting pressure on her clit.

They both felt themselves building and building. She felt the wildfire begin at the base of her spine and spread across the width of her, then it shot up into her womb before she exploded. She panted, moaned, and gave short, ecstatic cries as he rocked in and out of her, and she had a series of short bursting orgasms.

She clung to him, feeling herself building yet again. He bent his head and suckled a nipple which was all she needed to put her over the edge. This time she began a long, sustained cry.

He had been holding himself back, but when she started into the howl, he couldn’t hold it any longer, and he unleashed inside of her, pumping until they both were spent.

He lay down on top of her, and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. They lay there in post-orgasm haze. Once he slipped off, he stepped into the bathroom to relieve himself and to clean himself up a bit, bringing her back a clean, wet, warm washcloth, placing it between her legs.

He climbed back in beside her, turned her away from him, spooned up behind her, and lay his spent member between her legs. They fell immediately to sleep.

# # #

Marlena inhaled a line of coke, put her head back, touching the side of her nose, and began to giggle, wrinkling her nose and turning to him.

“Now where were we,
chulo
?” she asked.

She helped him out of his pants, and, spreading her dress across him, straddled his legs. He quickly realized she wasn’t wearing panties, and before he could adjust to the thought, he was inside her, and she was riding him.

Fetsko lifted her dress over her head and pulled off her bra, suckling her as she drove him nearly to madness.

He heard her start to pant and to make a sound with each thrust, increasing in volume and pitch as she increased her rhythm. They came together in the midst of a gathering tempest. He hadn’t been sexed up like this in a very long time. He closed his eyes, and his face showed such ecstasy that she sat on the floor just smiling and looking at him.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he could see that she wanted more. She got onto her knees and stroked him into yet another hard-on.
Good god! She makes me feel like I am 18. This is going to be a very good night.