Chapter 6
Feather
The taste of him still lingers on my tongue. How the hell am I supposed to go on with my night when all I can taste is Pike? I don’t know if I can after the way we kissed, but the night isn’t over yet. I passed off the wallet to Blake like I usually do and then mingled a little bit more. I’m not done, not by a long shot. He wants more and I have to give it. It doesn’t matter that I feel like shit for doing it. It doesn’t matter that I don’t want to do it. I look over my shoulder at Blake once more when he nods his head at me. That’s when I saddle up next to one of the other guys. It doesn’t feel right. It feels so wrong, but I have no other choice. That’s when someone grabs my arm and pulls me. I slam into a hard chest when I hear a grunt that sounds like pain.
“Come with me, Jailbait, and don’t scream,” Pike says. Internally, I curse myself for what I did, but there’s no turning back now. It’s done.
So I follow Pike as he tugs me through the room full of people. I try to stall but it does no good. He keeps pulling me until we’re in the hallway.
“What are you doing?”
“We need to talk,” he replies as he keeps walking. I glance over my shoulder to see if Blake is watching, but I don’t see him anywhere. Before I know it, I’m being yanked into a room, and the door slams closed behind me. I jolt when Pike releases my wrist and begins to pace the room. I watch him move, his muscles flexing through the sleeves of his shirt. He runs his hand through his hair before blowing out a breath.
“Why? You that hard up for money?” he asks me. I shake my head, but I don’t want to look at him.
“What are you talking about?” I play the dumb card. I know how to play my part. I know what my role is.
“My wallet, Jailbait. I know you took it.”
“I didn’t take shit.”
“Yeah, you did. You took my wallet, and now I wanna know why.” He stops walking and turns to face me now, and my heart kicks up a notch. He’s breathtaking and perfect. I just can’t picture him being a biker, and yet here we are.
“I didn’t take anything. Maybe you misplaced it,” I tell him. I can talk my way out of these situations. I can use what I have to my advantage, too. I always do. Pike chuckles, but he isn’t amused. He looks downright pissed, and I can’t say I blame him at all. He should be pissed, has every right to be. I stole from him.
“You have it, and I want it back,” he says as I plaster a smile on my face.
“If I had it, I would gladly return it,” I tell him. That’s when he moves. He doesn’t come toward me, but he does start pacing again. His hands flex by his sides as he turns to look at me once more.
“Strip.”
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me. Strip,” he tells me once more. I shake my head and let out a little laugh, letting him know there’s no way in hell I’m going to strip for him. I refuse.
“That’s not going to happen.”
“You wanna walk outta here tonight, Jailbait? You’re gonna strip.”
“I’m not sleeping with you.”
“You wanted to earlier,” he says.
“I changed my mind.”
“And you stole my wallet. Now strip,” he demands this time. I reach for the hem of my dress and swallow hard. I can do this. This is the least of anything I’ve had to do because of Blake. It just doesn’t feel right with Pike, though. This shouldn’t be how things go down, but I do it anyway. I let the dress slide over my flesh and hit the floor at my feet. Standing in nothing but a bra and panties, he takes me in.
“Where’d you hide it?”
“I didn’t take it.” Lies. Always lies. He steps closer to me, filling my space with the scent of him and liquor. I should pull my dress back on and run. I should get the hell out of here but I don’t. I stay standing, vulnerable to him.
“You took it. I know you took it,” he says, lifting his hand and running his fingers along my shoulder. I shiver and try to step back, but he just counters my steps and keeps invading my space.
“I could check your whole body. You know that, right?”
“But you won’t.”
“Why wouldn’t I?” he asks, his eyes burning through me. Pike licks his lips, and I damn near fall at his feet. I would do just about anything he asked of me right now. That’s how intense this thing is between us.
“Because you already said you wouldn’t sleep with me.”
“I didn’t say anything about sleepin’ with you, Jailbait. I said I could check your whole body for what you stole from me.”
“I didn’t steal anything,” I lie once more. I need out of here. I need to leave this clubhouse but I know that isn’t going to happen with Blake wanting more. He’s greedy and always wants everything.
Pike’s fingers glide over my flesh like they were meant to be there. He touches me so gently, and I can’t stop the soft moan that falls from my lips. He jerks his gaze up to meet mine, his lips parted slightly.
“What’s it gonna be?”
“I’m leaving.”
“No, you’re not. You tell me what you want to do right now, Jailbait. You wanna give me my shit, or you want me to check for it?”
“Do you really think I could hide your wallet on me like this?” I ask, motioning to my body. Pike smirks.
“It doesn’t matter what I think. It would be fun to find out,” he tells me. I step back a little, but he just continues to counter my moves until my back hits the wall. There’s nowhere else for me to go. This is it. I have to make a decision here but I don’t get the chance. Before I know what’s happening, Pike hits his knees and yanks my panties down. His lips, his tongue, and his face are spreading me wide, he runs his tongue along my clit, and I jump from the touch. My hands find their way into his hair, tugging as he eats me.
I roll my hips, needing more, when Pike slides a finger inside me. He pumps it in and out as he continues to lick at my clit. I bite my lip to keep from screaming out his name and letting half the building know what’s happening in here, but he’s pulling sounds out of me I’ve never heard myself make before.
“Oh fuck,” I mumble as I feel myself getting closer and closer to release. Pike picks up the pace and plunges his fingers into me over and over. He hits me in all the right places as my pussy begs for more. My body craves the release I can feel coming when Pike pulls his fingers out of me and stands to his feet.
“Guess I was wrong.” I’m a panting mess as I look up at him, confused by what just happened here.
“What?”
“You don’t have it.”
“That’s it? That’s all you’re going to say to me?”
“What do you want me to say?”
“You just finger fucked me and pulled away.”
“Told you I would check your whole body,” he taunts, looking smug about it. I can’t believe he just did that to me. I can’t believe I let him. I should have been smarter than that. I should have known better. I let my guard down, and this is what I get for it.
I walk around him and snatch my dress off the floor, but before I can stand up, I feel his hard body behind me. He grabs my hips in his hands and thrusts his hard cock against me.
“One more hole I didn’t check,” he says, sounding out of breath.
“You wouldn’t dare,” I tell him. He chuckles and pulls away from me as I stand with my dress in my hand.
“Yeah, I would, but not today.”
“I don’t understand. I’m so confused.” I don’t know what the hell he thinks he’s doing.
“Don’t be. I wanted to taste you, Jailbait, and now I have.”
“And that’s it?”
“That’s it.”