Guns & Burning Rubber: The Iron Brotherhood series Read Free

anyone’s breath out of his lungs.
    The dwarf, perhaps noticing Kara’s reticence, reached out and snagged her hand, tugging her closer.  He grinned up at the undercover FBI agent, and in that moment he looked unmistakably similar to the dwarf from the Lord of the Rings movies.  The Iron Brotherhood had christened him Gimli, after that dwarf’s name - and it was a perfect fit for the ebullient, stout little man.
    “She cost us a pretty penny, but poor Colin’s shit with the ladies,” he confided to Kara in a booming voice that was probably originally intended to be a whisper.  “We’re making side bets on how long until he blows!”
    How long until what?  Already regretting this decision, Kara looked back down at Colin as he pumped under the stripper - and then she realized what Gimli was talking about.
    Colin was still wearing his shirt and a leather vest, stained with unnameable fluids, but his blue jeans were down around his ankles, crumpled up with the belt spilling out.  His boxers were on top.
    The man was ass-naked on the couch - and his equipment, poking up from between his legs, was buried deep inside the moaning woman on top of him!  He had pushed aside her G-string and had plunged himself deep inside of her!
    Colin wasn’t getting a lap dance from a stripper.
    He was getting a very public fucking from a hooker!
    Shocked, Kara dimly felt her mouth fall open.  Gimli, glancing up at her (she had at least a foot and a half of height on him), mistook this expression for interest, or perhaps arousal.  “Yeah, well, Cross is lucky that he’s got you,” he said to her in a quieter tone.  “If we wanted to get Colin someone as hot as you, hell, we’d be all out of party money for the next couple years!  But he’s happy as a pig in mud - or maybe the other way around, eh?” he joked, trying to elbow Kara in the ribs (it ended up down closer to her hip).
    Kara opened and closed her mouth, but there didn’t appear to be any sound coming out.  What the hell was she supposed to say?  This was disgusting, but somehow, she couldn’t quite manage to tear her eyes away, as the hooker gyrated and groaned with Colin’s member buried deep inside of her…
    Another hand landed on Kara’s back, and she jumped, almost screaming in surprise.  She turned - and saw Cross, standing behind her.
    “Enjoying what you see?” he murmured to her, his voice much quieter than Gimli’s attempts at a whisper.
    Thankfully, Kara allowed Cross to lead her out of the living room.  “That’s- that’s a hooker!” she gasped in disbelief.
    “So?” Cross asked, raising an eyebrow.
    “It’s illegal!”
    “It’s a fair transaction,” he countered.  “She wants money, he wants to get laid, and there’s no secrecy or lying involved.  Seems like the best approach to me.”
    Before Kara could say anything more, Cross bent in a little closer, peering at her.  “Wait a minute,” he said, his tone sounding unexpectedly surprised - and pleased.  “I recognize that blush on your cheeks!  You’re turned on, aren’t you?”
    Was the man crazy?  Kara was most definitely not turned on!  Sure, the sight of Colin enthusiastically slamming into the hooker might have reminded her of how long it had been since she’d last had a man pounding into her - and those moans made her think of her own moans when Cross had been kissing her in very intimate places a couple of nights previously - but she was most definitely not aroused by the sight of a hooker fucking a biker!
    The blushing and sudden heat coursing through her body was just a false little illusion, and it didn’t mean anything.
    “The lead,” she stammered, frantically trying to change the conversation.
    Cross looked back at her.  “What?”
    “You said that you had a lead for me,” Kara pressed, now taking the lead as they crossed over into the kitchen.  She walked over to grab an empty glass, filling it up with water from the sink and taking a long