Chapter 6
We park at a storage building after she signaled for us to pull in on the opposite side of town near the clubhouse. I wave for my brothers to go back to the compound to celebrate the money they’ve won tonight. I need to have a little talk with this mysterious woman and get the answers owed to me.
I follow her through the gated entry and down a long row of storage doors to the end.
She hooks a left and stops in front of the last one.
She gets out and perches herself on the hood of the car.
She still hasn’t taken her helmet off, and my fingers are itching to rip it off.
I turn my bike off, swing my leg over, and approach her.
I can see her fidgeting the closer I get, and when I’m a few feet away she reaches for the helmet and takes it off along with the blonde wig.
Once I’ve regained my voice, I let her have it.
“What the fuck? I mean what in the actual fuck do you think you are doing racing cars and getting involved in stuff like that? Do you know how dangerous it is, Raegan?” I yell and start to shake my from the fight still fueling my emotions.
I can’t keep my fury in any more. Doesn’t she know what can happen out there. And being a woman for that matter.
“I—” she starts to say, but I’m still not through yelling.
“To think of what could’ve happened if me and my brothers hadn’t been there when Brock approached you. This has to be the dumbest thing I’ve ever seen.”
I start to pace the length of her race car pulling at the roots of my hair.
Doesn’t she know what a guy like Brock and his crew would do to her?
Do I think she can take care of herself?
Yes. Do I think that she could take down Brock?
Also, yes. But she was outnumbered and they could’ve hurt her if we hadn’t been there.
Vipers aren’t one for taking the word no lightly.
My heart is racing so fast it could jump out of my body right now. This woman is going to be the death of me. Shit! No other woman could get me this upset and make me want to fuck her all in the same breath.
“Are you done yet?” she asks in a sassy tone with her arms crossed over her chest. Shit, she looks so hot and fuckable right now. Her tits are pushed up and I can see the valley. It’s making my body yearn for her and that pisses me off even more.
Down, boy! We’re trying to make a point here! And not the kind you’re making.
“As I was about to say before you rudely interrupted me. I don’t need a father I already have one.
What I do is my own business. I’m not a little girl and can take care of myself just fine.
” She starts to buck up to me. “I’ve been doing this for years, Kane, and that fucknut is not the first one to try to bully his way around me.
” She reaches behind her and pulls out a small gun from the waistband of her white jeans then sets it down on the hood of the car.
Holy fucking shit! I think my mind just exploded.
This little woman is a cross between G.I. fucking Jane and apparently part of the Fast and the Furious crew mixed into one.
“Raegan, who the fuck are you? And what else haven’t you told me?” I ask and step into her space. I’m crowding her so much that I can feel her heart racing.
I see her give a sly smirk and watch her chest rise up and down quickly. I know that I’m affecting her and it makes my cock even harder.
“I could tell you, but I’d have…”
I place my fingers over her lips stopping her from finishing that sentence.
“I wouldn’t say the rest if you don’t want me to toss you on the hood and rip those clothes off of you right now.
I’m already on edge tonight and if you finish that sentence then there’s no stopping me once I start.
” I push my rock hard dick against her tight white jeans letting her know that I mean business.
She thinks for a minute and then gives a slow nod.
“Listen there’s a lot about me that you don’t know just like I don’t know everything about you. We’ve only known each other for what, five days. Other than that one night months ago.” She’s got me there. “Let me park my car in the storage and then we can talk.”
I nod slowly then back away from her, but not before grabbing her gun off the hood.
She walks around and lifts the door to the storage unit then comes back, starts her car, and proceeds to park it.
She has the inside decked out as her own personal mechanic shop.
Closing the door, she unlocks the one next to it and there is her gray Lexus.
I walk in behind her checking and making sure the gun is on safety.
Satisfied once I’ve rechecked, I close the bay door so we can talk privately.
“Where have you been the last two mornings, Raegan? You haven’t been out running,” I implore wanting to know if she and fucking Hastings have been shacking up.
“What’s it to you, Stone? You made it clear that you didn’t want this to go anywhere.” The way she called me by my road name doesn’t sit well with me. I’ve gone years not hearing my given name and after hearing it roll off her tongue makes me want her to be the only one to call me that.
“I know what I said, but after seeing you with that fucker something’s changed. Everything has changed.”
“I’m not some toy you play with for a while then discard when you get what you want, Stone. That’s not how it works with me. I want someone who’ll stick around and want to be in this as much as I want it.”
This is such a hard pill to swallow. Never have I had to defend myself or my actions before. It’s a humbling experience.
“You’re right and from now on I’ll show you that you’re the only toy I want.” I smirk. “And stop calling me Stone. You’re the only one I want calling me by my given name.”
“Is that so?” she sasses back and the gleam in her sapphire eyes almost makes me forget that she hasn’t answered my questions about Ian.
“So? Where were you?” I step up to her and place my large hands on her hips letting her back go flush with the driver’s side door. We are only inches apart, and I can smell the floral scent from her shampoo.
She blows out a frustrated breath, “If you must know, I’ve been busy working and then last night I journeyed out with Ian over to his sister’s house to meet her and her daughter, Annie. When I got home I crawled straight to bed and didn’t get up until it was time to meet up for the race.”
“So you didn’t spend the night over at Ian’s house?”
“No, Kane, I didn’t. Not that it’s any of your concern or business what I do in my free time.” She’s pushing me to my limit and forcing me to voice what I want from her.
“Wrong, Wildcat. What you do is my concern now. Did you let him touch you?”
She gives me a confused look and says, “What? That’s none of your bus—”
I don’t let her finish because if she did let him then I’d burn down his entire house along with the rest of the houses on the street.
I pounce on her. Taking her soft lips and form them to mine, I feel that electric shock throughout my body anytime we touch and push closer to her.
She has her fingers in my hair tugging me to deepen it.
I take my hand and reach down under her knee and place it around my hip opening her up more, pushing my dick against her core.
She moans as I continue to thrust my jean clad cock at her again and again.
Never have I made out with a girl like this before, I’ve never been one to kiss, usually I just fuck, only worrying about my need and my release.
Club whores have their mouths all over the MC brothers, and I don’t want my lips anywhere near that.
But Raegan is different and I want that with her.
I want her mouth all over me and that connection that she’s the only one to share it with.
It just feels… right. Thoughts of our first night up in South Dakota spring to mind, and I remember taking her lips just like I’m doing now.
I move us slightly over to the left and sit her up on the hood of the car.
She’s got both of her legs wrapped around me, and I’m pushing off her vest then pulling her shirt up next.
I feel her trying to kick her boots off and hear them fall with a thump to the concrete floor.
I’m working the button and zipper on her jeans and have them yanked off in three seconds flat.
I take a moment to stare down at the beauty in front of me.
Her messy hair is splayed across her shoulders.
She’s only in her matching nude bra and panties.
I take a step towards her when she places both feet on my chest to stop me.
“You’re wearing far too many clothes, Stud,” she challenges and then reaches for me.
She helps me out of my cut, holster with my two guns, and then my shirt.
She doesn’t say anything or flinch when she sees and touches my guns.
I file that away for now. She unhooks my belt and jeans as I’m working off my riding boots when she drops my jeans to my ankles but doesn’t make a move to remove my boxer briefs.
She’s eye fucking me as she takes in my naked torso, tats, and abs.
“I didn’t get to have a good look at you last time,” she says as her eyes eat me up. “We were in kind of a rush.”
Yeah, baby, this is all for you!
“Get your fill, Wildcat. It’s all yours,” I tell her.