Chapter 2 #3
I think I’ve stopped breathing waiting to see how she interacts with my little brother.
The moment she hugged him, I felt my heart physically skip a beat.
Rocky was born with Down syndrome and has had some challenges over the years, but he’s one of us and no one looks out for him like I do.
The brothers watch out for him and are great including him in our club.
“You want to drink with me?” he asks when she pulls back.
“Hey, Bub, we’re in the middle of something,” I interrupt.
“Oh, okay,” he nods his head as his cheeks blush pink.
“Maybe next time,” she offers. “I like your vest.”
His face lights up. “That’s my cut.” He pats it proudly. “I’m a member, but my mom says that I can’t drive.”
“Well, that’s okay at least you get to come hangout with these guys.”
“Yeah, okay, I’ll show you the pool and where I work when you come back.”
“I’d love that, Rocky.”
He leaves humming to himself, and I don’t think she realizes that she just made his night.
“So,” she says after blowing out a long breath like she trying to rid some bad energy from her body after the door closes.
I can still see how tense her shoulders are as she walks over to the wall that houses pictures of the original founding members of the club.
“How many secret handshakes did you have to learn to get into the club?”
She glimpses over her shoulder with a gleam in her eyes. Her playfulness is refreshing. I don’t think that I’ve ever met someone like her before. It’s almost hard to keep up with the way she’s able to shift gears and compartmentalize everything that’s happened tonight.
My steps eat up the distance between us standing just inches away from her tiny frame. Flipping my ballcap backwards, I lean down where my lips make contact with her earlobe. I feel her shiver and know that she’s just as affected as I am.
“I could show you, but I’d have to fuck you first,” I say and then nip the lobe with my lips.
I know I really shouldn’t be playing with fire because it could only end up burning us both, but damn, this woman is making me do things I would never have done in the past. I lean back just enough to put a few inches away from our faces so that I can see her eyes.
“Well, normally I prefer a bed, but I guess the messy desk will have to do for now.” She smirks and then closes the distance between our lips making contact.
Fireworks can’t even accurately describe the moment we connect.
I move us up against the wall with a thud making the pictures rattle, and take charge of the kiss as my body aches to be inside hers.
I press my body flush against her as she circles my neck with her arms. My dick is begging to be let out to play since my hands are getting all the action.
Our hands are roaming over every square inch of each other bodies.
I’m not sure whose groans are whose. Just as I’m about to pick her up so that she can wrap those long, toned legs around my waist like I did last time we were in this position, a knock on the door startles us and breaks our bubble.
I hear a slight protest from her when I pull away and have to chuckle a little.
Reluctantly I move over to the closed door and then peer back to make sure she’s composed.
Her face, neck, and chest are flushed and her lips are slightly swollen, but she looks heavenly.
I swing the door halfway open so that the other person can’t enter or see my wildcat, and then I give a brisk answer.
“What!”
“Hey, Prez. We’re wondering what you want us to do with the prospects and Viper?” Dash asks and tries to peek in the room. I take a step into his space, which makes him back up. He is always horny and looking for a hole to put his dick in.
“Make them sweat a little longer. I need to take Raegan home first then we’ll deal with both.”
“Sure thing, Prez. Listen, if you need someone to take care of that mini spitfire, then I’d be more than thrilled to take her off your hands,” Dash offers wiggling his eyebrows.
The thought of someone else handling her sets me off like dynamite. I blow out a long breath to calm my nerves knowing that my brothers don’t know the storm that is brewing in me. Now that I’ve had a taste of her, I want more, and until I get my fill no one is going to be handling her.
“I’ve got this, brother,” I say with a tight smile and as calmly as possible.
He nods then heads out the door to the clubhouse with some club whore hot on his tail.
I shut the door and I turn my attention back on the beauty standing in my office.
“I should get you home.” And away from all these horny bastards.
“Sure, that’s probably for the best.”
I grab my keys from the desk and a leather jacket from the hook on the wall, and we walk out of the clubhouse and over to my bike.
I swing my leg over the seat mounting the beast then hand her the leather jacket in case I have to drop my ride.
At least some of that perfect flesh of hers won’t be ripped off if we have to go down.
I draw her close, placing my helmet on her head making sure it’s secured before starting the engine with a roar.
She inspects the best way to get on so I point to the bar on the side where the peds are and tell her to watch the pipes so her inner legs don’t catch a burn.
Once she’s in place, I flip my ballcap backwards then grab her hands and pull them from my shoulders to around my abs.
She scoots closer to me, and I love the feel of her on my back.
Never do I allow another person on the back of my bike. She’s the first one I’ve had on with me in over ten years. A lot of men like having a back warmer on their bike with them but I don’t. It gives women an idea that they’re closer to my patch, and that is definitely not something that’ll happen.
Raegan nuzzles her chin on my shoulder as I rev up the engine making a thundering noise in the parking lot then gun it out of there. I noticed right before we left, Riot and Havoc off to the side of the garage in a deep discussion. I’m sure we’ll be having one real soon too.
We drive towards town where Raegan tells me her car is. It’s sitting at the local park, so I navigate down towards Newman Park, one of the few parks Sweetwater has to offer. I’d have preferred to take her home to make sure she makes it there safely, but beggars can’t be choosers.
With it being dark already her car is the only one in the lot. I pull up to a new light gray Lexus RC F. I’m pretty sure it’s every racer’s wet dream.
“That’s your ride?” I mention, wondering how a petite woman like her can handle such a beast of a sports car.
“It was a graduation present from my mom and stepdad. They couldn’t make it to see me walk the stage so I think it’s more of a guilt present.” She sounds so disappointed when she answers. “Anyway, thanks for the ride, Stud.”
She pats my shoulders with her dainty palms then swings her leg off dismounting while working the strap to my helmet.
The silence between us is now deafening and neither of us know what to say.
I know that with her having a history with Havoc that there’s no way what is happening between us can go any further.
So I try to do the right thing for once in my life and put us both out of our misery.
She obviously doesn’t remember our night together a few months ago, so it’s probably better that I don’t bring it up.
“Listen, Wildcat, I’m more of the fuck’em and leave’em kind of guy.
I don’t do relationships, so I think it’d be best to call it a day for us.
I can tell you’re a woman who wants a commitment and a stable man in her life.
And that ain’t me, babe. My club and my ride are the only things I’m committed to. ”
She nods her head but is staring blankly at me. With a shrug she hands me back my helmet and then my leather jacket.
“Well, I guess if that’s what you want, then it was lovely knowing you, Kane.”
Ouch, I guess I was the only one who felt the electric shock between us. Either that or she’s playing this off to not appear or feel affected by my words.
I think she’s going to walk to her car, but instead she grabs my cheeks with both hands, pulling my face right up to hers, and kisses the shit out of me, taking me by surprise.
I gasp at her boldness and it’s enough for her to slip her tongue down my throat.
After being stunned, my brain finally catches up and I grab for her hips bringing her body closer to mine.
Just as I’m about to pick her up to straddle me on my bike, she pulls back.
“See ya around town, Kane,” she purrs and wets her bottom lip with her bubblegum tongue.
She fucking purrs and my dick is so angry at me right now.
“And just for the record, I was the one who fucked and left last time, so don’t worry about sparing my feelings.
I’m a big girl who can take care of herself. ”
And with that she somehow smoothly swipes my ballcap, placing it on the top of her head, then walks away from me bouncing that fine tight ass, leaving me to wonder what the fuck just happened.
“I didn’t say you could have my hat, Wildcat,” I call out.
“You’ve got plenty in your office, Stud,” she retorts as she pulls something from her skin tight top. The brake and headlights blink as she opens her car door sliding in.
The sound of her engine rivals the machine between my legs. I know that this won’t be the last time we see each other. Damn, this woman has somehow gotten under my skin in such a short amount of time. I watch her leave and my dick is starting to regret telling her this can’t go anywhere.
That little heifer ignited something in me that I didn’t know existed, and I don’t know if getting burned will be enough for me to stay away.