Dirty Deeds (Crash and Burn: Book 1)

Chapter 4

Murdoch

Aubree made me crazy. I completely lost it when that bastard in the woods had his hands all over her. And the thought of Lance taking her v-card made me livid. I wanted to murder him.

Fuck!

The thought of anyone touching Aubree infuriated me. Made me want to break every bone in their body. Murder them in their sleep.

It was plain and simple.
Aubree was mine.
No one else's.
Mine.

Caine pulls up to the garage and stops the truck. Aubree and I exit the truck. I possessively wrap my arm around Aubree's waist as I shoot Lance a smirk. “Don't bother waiting up for me. Gonna be busy all night.”

Caine nods and throws me a crooked smile.

I shift my gaze to Lance and wink at him. His jaw clenches.

Good, motherfucker.
Now you know, brother.

“Later, brothers.”

I pull Aubree inside and gripped her hips, jerking her against me.

“You make me crazy, girl.” I bite out, “Do you know how bad I want to murder my own brother for taking you for the first time?”

“Murdoch!” Aubree lets out a squeal.

Aubree widens her eyes in surprise when I lift her up and press her to the brick wall. Slamming my lips to hers, I kiss her. Hard and fervently. Needing to claim what's always been mine.

She tastes of whiskey with just a hint of honey. She's addictive. I'm hooked like a junkie high on drugs. I have only one thing on my mind. I'm going to fuck her on the hood of Lance's Camaro. And I'll be sure her ass print is visible for Lance to see. Just so he knows who Aubree belongs to."

“I lied,” Aubree whispers.

“What?”

“I lied when I said I'm not a virgin. Lance didn't fuck me. He only comforted me and kissed me. Nothing more.”

“But he said… he let me…”

Aubree swallowed hard and said, “I thought you would've figured it out when you had your fingers inside.”

“I thought…” I shook my head and chuckled to myself, "I can't believe this shit."

“It was Lance's idea.”

Of course, it fucking was.
Note to self: Kill Lance for making an ass of me.

“Now that I know this, I can't let your first time be like this. Not on my brother’s car.”

“Please, Murdoch.” Her plea comes out frantic and desperate.

My head tips down, my lips grazing her neck. Her breathing quickens, her chest heaving as she closes her eyes. My mouth hovers over her neck making her need to be touched intensifies. I place open-mouth kisses across her delicate skin, making my way to the most sensitive spot. Her sweet spot.