Infatuation (Club Destiny 4)

These people, the ones who depended on Luke and Logan to safeguard them so they could indulge in behavior frowned upon by many, although not in any way illegal, had turned their back on him at a time when he needed support. Neither, Luke or Logan had expected it, but nonetheless, Luke seemed to be having a difficult time dealing with the knowledge.

“I’ve asked Travis Walker to attend today because I want him to understand up front exactly what it is he is risking. Alluring Indulgence is going to change the industry as we know it and everyone in this room had the opportunity to get in on the ground floor.”

Tag stood up straight as he moved around to the back of the room, needing to be closer to McKenna. He wasn’t sure what it was, but when she was around, she managed to settle him in ways he hadn’t thought possible. Although, he wasn’t sure he was the one who needed settling at the moment.

“What are you saying Luke?” someone in the crowd asked.

Luke glanced over at Cole, then back at Logan before once again returning his gaze to the crowd in front of him. “I’m saying that as of today, I’m closing the doors of Club Destiny.”

Tag stood motionless. He had no idea what to think. He definitely hadn’t seen that one coming.

Chapter Forty Two

“McKenna?” Tag called her name from somewhere in the house, and McKenna finished what she was doing before going in search of him. Didn’t the man realize they had a party to get ready for?

“Do you need help picking out a... well, hello.” She smiled when she walked into Tag’s bedroom because what she found there was sinfully delicious.

Standing before her in a pair of tight, black boxer briefs and an upper body hardened and covered with glorious ink, was the most intensely sexy man she had ever met. As it would seem, it didn’t matter how many times she saw him, McKenna still wanted him with an aching, relentless hunger.

“Keep looking at me like that and this is going to be a different kind of party,” Tag growled, his vivid green eyes instantly turning inky dark with his restrained need.

“Yeah? I might be able to get into that?” she said as she moved closer.

McKenna made the mistake of touching him because the instant her fingers grazed his smooth, hot skin, they tingled with awareness and immediately the rest of her body caught up, begging for the same satisfaction.

“McKenna.”

She heard his warning, but chose to ignore it because she just couldn’t help herself. Touching him was beyond intoxicating, and she wanted nothing more than to get drunk on him.

The little voices in her head warned her that they would have company soon, but she just couldn’t find it in herself to care. She had to have him, and she had to have him right now.

Easing around so that she was standing in front of him, McKenna trailed the outline of one of his tattoos with her finger before following the connecting lines that led to others down the center of his stomach. She didn’t linger, just simply lowered herself to her knees as she let her finger slip into the waistband of his sexy underwear before pulling them down slowly, releasing his thick, steel hard erection.

She took a moment to look at him, to absorb every minute detail of his cock, wanting nothing more than to take him into her mouth and pleasure him. Little did Tag know, but McKenna enjoyed giving him head as much as he enjoyed getting it. Maybe more. Not that she would tell him that because there were days he liked to restrain her from getting what she wanted, but so far, he hadn’t stopped her from going down on him.

Glancing up the long, muscular length of his body, McKenna stopped when their eyes met. He wasn’t smiling. No, he was too turned on to smile, she knew. There was a hard edge to him that she’d seen before, the same one that made her panties wet and her clit throb for his attention. When he looked at her like that, McKenna longed to be taken by him in ways only Tag could take her.

“We will have guests arriving any second,” Tag told her, but his eyes deceived his warning as they moved to her mouth.

“Then they can watch,” she answered before using the tip of her tongue to trace the crest of his swollen cock.

The growl she received in reply made her pussy clench, but she ignored her own body’s needs because right now, this wasn’t about her. This was about the man she loved and her attempt to push him over the edge.

Using one hand to stroke the satiny soft length of him, McKenna wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and sucked while flicking her tongue down the slit, instantly receiving Tag’s answering groan of ecstasy she’d been searching for.

When he slid his fingers through her hair, gently guiding her head until he was sliding his cock deep in her mouth, slowly at first, McKenna gave some of her control up. She loved when he did that – took control because he knew her in ways no one else did.