Chapter 1 #2
I couldn’t take it a moment longer. With one hard thrust, I buried myself deep inside her.
A rush of air hissed through her teeth as I withdrew and drove into her again and again.
With her arms wound tightly around my neck, I growled into her shoulder and started thrusting harder and deeper with every drive, building up to a relentless pace.
I’d been with many women in my time but never had a woman made me feel so on edge.
Needing more, I turned around and carried her over to the sink.
Her legs widened, giving me better access as I lowered her onto the edge of the cold porcelain.
She immediately leaned back and propped her hands on the ledge of the sink.
I was tempted to rip her shirt open and expose her full, round breasts, but seeing that we were in a fucking restroom at a bar, I didn’t have that luxury.
Needing to be closer, I lowered my mouth to her neck, kissing her like a hungry animal as I drove deeper, harder.
Her head reared back with a sated grown.
That was it. That was exactly what I wanted to fucking hear.
Her nails dug into my lower back as her hips rocked against mine, meeting my every thrust with more force and more intensity.
I could feel the pressure building, forcing a growl from my chest.
“Fuck,” I groaned as she tightened around me.
She panted wildly, and her thighs clamped down around my hips when I tried to increase my pace.
I knew she was close, unable to stop the inevitable torment of her building release.
I lowered my hand between her thighs, raking my thumb across her clit, and that’s all it took.
The muscles in her body grew taut as her orgasm took hold.
I continued to drive into her, the sounds of my body pounding against hers and echoed throughout the room until I finally came inside her.
With a ragged breath, I panted, “Holy shit, woman. That was fucking incredible.”
“Yes, it was.” She gave me a warm smile as she glanced down at her boots. “You definitely lived up to your promise.”
“If I’m anything, I’m a man of my word.”
I slowly withdrew, then quickly tossed the condom in the trash. When I started to pull up my boxer briefs and jeans, she hopped down from the sink and started to get dressed. When she knelt down to slip on her boots, I asked, “Does that mean you’ll give me your name and number?”
“Tonight was fun.” She stood and fastened the last button of her jeans. “Let’s stick to the plan and not complicate it by making doing the whole name and number thing.”
“Alright. If that’s what you want.”
“It’s for the best.” She stepped over to me and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before heading for the door. “Thanks for tonight. I really did have fun.”
“So, that’s it?”
“I’ve got a big meeting tomorrow. I need to get going.”
I won’t lie. I felt a little wounded that she was just going to split on me, but I played it cool and followed her out of the bathroom. When we made it outside, she waved down a taxi. As she got inside, she gave me another wink and said, “I’ll see ya around, hot stuff.”
“Yeah... See ya.”
With that, she closed the door, and I stood there watching as he pulled away from the curb and darted into traffic.
Once she was gone, I hailed a cab of my own.
As soon as I got inside, I regretted not driving my bike over to the bar, but I had no way of knowing that I wasn’t going to end up plastered and needing a ride home.
I gave the guy my address, then leaned back in the seat and started contemplating my life choices.
I’d just had the night of my fucking life with a chick, and I didn’t even know her damn name.
I was pissed that I hadn’t pressed her to give it to me.
Maybe then, I might have some chance of finding her again.
It was a thought that lingered in the back of my mind long after I’d gotten home.
I took a long hot shower, grabbed a bite to eat, and watched some TV.
I thought I’d shaken all thoughts of her until I laid my head down on the pillow.
It seemed strange to me. I’d rarely ever given one of my conquests a second thought, so I couldn’t figure out what it was about this girl that had gotten under my skin.
After hours of tossing and turning, I finally convinced myself that I was making something out of nothing, and my odd draw to the beautiful stranger was just in my head.
Thankfully, I was eventually able to fall asleep, and by the next morning, that heavy feeling in my gut was all but gone.
I had some free time before work, so I decided to run by the clubhouse to check in with the guys.
When I walked into the bar, I found Viper standing over Menace as he messed around on his laptop, and neither of them looked happy.
In fact, they both looked madder than two wet hens as they snarled at the screen, and I had no idea why.
Curious to see what was going on, I made my way over to them and asked, “Something wrong?”
“Not sure,” Menace answered.
Menace was the club’s computer hacker, so it was concerning to see him so bothered by something he was studying on the screen. It was even more concerning to see Viper, the club’s president, equally bothered. I had no idea what had them both rattled, so I pushed, “What’s going on?”
“I just got an email on my private account,” Menace started. “We have someone requesting a meet at some cafe on Second at four this afternoon, but we got no idea who it’s from.”
“What the fuck?” I grumbled. “Any idea what they wanna meet about?”
“Apparently to discuss some kind of business opportunity.” Viper sounded completely outraged as he said, “But they didn’t give us any other information.”
“I don’t like the sound of that.”
“I don’t either. I also don’t like that they got the address to my private account.” Menace was scanning through lines and lines of code, trying to get a lead, but he clearly wasn’t having any luck. “This is fucking insane. It’s one firewall after the next with these assholes.”
“So, what are we gonna do?”
“The only thing we can do...” Viper crossed his arms with a huff. “We’re gonna take the meet.”