Running on Empty by SE Jakes

Author:SE Jakes [Jakes, SE]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Riptide Publishing
Published: 2019-04-23T16:00:00+00:00

Linc stayed late at the bonds office, because the thought of going back to Mercy’s and pacing around made him sweat. Just because he had court tomorrow didn’t mean Mercy would have the night off patrols, and Linc knew that going out tonight wasn’t an option.

Finally, Tug dropped him off before midnight, after they grabbed a very late dinner at the diner on Havoc’s compound. It was crowded, with a lot of the MC guys stopping by to wish Linc good luck on his court appearance in the morning.

Bram came by and watched a movie with him and finally, sometime after two in the morning, Linc went upstairs to bed and fell asleep. His dreams were scattered, all over the map, from Mercy to Heathens to court and Castle . . . and just as he began to get that restless feeling he often did in his sleep, right before the throes of a nightmare took hold, he woke to Mercy’s arms banding around him.

His body sagged in relief. “Hey.”

“Didn’t meant to wake you,” Mercy murmured.

“Glad you did.” Linc pushed back into him, forcing Mercy to spoon his body, thinking about how many nights he’d been wishing for this. “What time is it?”

“Close to five.” Mercy brushed some hair off Linc’s face. “Bad dreams?”

“They were getting there,” Linc admitted.

Mercy’s palm flattened against his chest. He planted a kiss on the back of Linc’s neck. “Here now. Nothing’s getting through me.”

“Good.” Linc believed that.

“Tug mentioned you met with Blanchard today.”

“Tug’s good at that shit.”

Mercy moved closer, so there was no room between their bodies, ran his fingertip along Linc’s jawline. “Heard you uncovered some paperwork. Heard you took chances maybe you shouldn’t have.”

“Are you going to punish me for that? Or is this just you trying to distract me from thinking about court tomorrow?”

“Is it working?” Mercy asked as innocently as he could, and it came off wicked as hell. Which meant Linc got harder.

“Yes.”

“And you need the distraction?”

“Yes.”

“You’re worried.”

“Trying not to be,” Linc said honestly.

“Tell me exactly what you need, baby.”

Linc swallowed hard. Things weren’t back to normal between them, but they were far more comfortable than they’d been only forty-eight hours earlier. Might as well go for broke. “You, Mercy. I need you . . . to make me do things. Dirty things.”

“Good, Linc. Now strip yourself,” Mercy instructed. “Because distraction first . . . and then punishment for putting yourself in danger.”

Linc thought about disobeying that order so Mercy would tie him down, but he wasn’t exactly sure he was truly ready for that step. So his T-shirt came off first, and then the sweats.

“No underwear. Easy access,” Mercy noted. “And you thought about not-complying . . . just for a second.”

“Yeah,” Linc admitted.

“Sit on the chair. Spread your legs. Stroke yourself slowly, eyes on me.”

Linc nodded and did as he was told, fully conscious of Mercy’s eyes on him . . . pinning him. He caught his cock in his hand and began to stroke. Chills broke out over his body as Mercy’s gaze intensified.

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