Spec (Defenders M.C, Book 6) Read Free Page B

felt the rush of heat and wanted to cry out.  This wasn’t the payback she had wanted earlier.  This was private and untapped.  She had never felt this much passion for anyone.  This desire that threatened to scorch her even as it beckoned her closer.  This was dangerous.  She could almost hear the sirens in her head warning her to run.  It was overwhelming and instant.  She needed no build up.  He had flipped a switch within her and she didn’t know how to turn it back off.  Spec had control and she had to hang on for the ride.
    Spec tore his lips away from her and panted for breath. 
    “Fuck.”  He swallowed hard and let his eyes scan the area.  He tensed for a second and looked down at Candy as she shivered in his arms.
    “I don’t want this here.  I want you to come back to my room Candy.  Say you will come back to my room with me.”  His hands held her close as if he couldn’t bear to let her go.
    Candy had no words.  She only nodded.  She knew very little about Spec’s sex life, but she knew he never took women back to his room, ever.
    Spec pinched her chin lightly and lifted it.  “I’m not a rebound fuck Candy.  I don’t want that shit again.  I’m not here to put you back together so he can have you back.  If that’s all this is to you then you can turn around and find another jackass to fuck you into forgetfulness.  I’m not going for that shit again.  I’m taking you to bed because I have wanted to for a long time.  You have to want me too though, me not him.”
    Candy shook her head.  “I don’t want him back.”
    BOOM!  Like a thousand pound weight lifted off her shoulders.  She was free.  She hadn’t even allowed the thought until now.  She didn’t want Toothpick anymore.  The man she had loved was long gone and the man that was left was nothing but an empty eyed stranger.  She had fought with her guilt over the years he had been away.  She had found herself loving him less with every day, but wouldn’t allow herself to admit it.  Now that she could she felt light.  It explained why she felt more anger than hurt at the way he was acting.  It explained it all.  Maybe Pick had known.  Maybe he was letting her go.  She wrapped her arms around Spec’s neck and laughed.
    “I don’t want him back!”  She sang as loud as she could and let her joyous declaration fill the darkness. She flung her arms wide and leaned back.  Spec let out a little laugh and held her so she wouldn’t fall on her head.  His hands cradled her hips as they pressed against his.  She felt like she could fly.
    “How much have you had to drink tonight Candy?” Spec laughed as he held her.
    She laughed.  “About two sips.”
    “Just enough.”  His lips met hers again for an instant before she was thrown over his shoulder.
    Her laughter bubbled out of her as he walked to the room that had been built on to the clubhouse.  Spec had his own little apartment.  The other brothers had suites, but Spec was different.  He had an entire room full of surveillance equipment that kept track of who knows what and then he had his little apartment in back.  It was nothing fancy, but Candy had noticed Spec’s need for things in order and she suspected it was easier for him to live in a space of his own.
    She bounced on the bed when he deposited her on it with very little grace and she wiggled her eyebrows when he pulled off his shirt.
    “Damn it woman quit grinning at me like you’re about to eat me.”
    “Maybe I will.”  She let her smoldering gaze rake his body and he cursed under his breath.  Damn he was sexy.  He hid it from the world, but he was built.  He was different from most of the other brothers.  Spec was built like a swimmer.  He was all lean muscle instead of bulk, but it looked damned good on him.  He had very little ink marking his body other than his club tat and Candy wanted to explore it all, later.  At the moment she only wanted to feel his touch.
    “Get