Literally minutes ago I was chastising myself for thinking like that about her. We’re done as far as that is concerned. Except, it kind of feels like we’re not. If the way she is looking at me says anything.
“You look like you need something to loosen you up, Cassie.”
“And you think you’re it.”
“You’re the kind of woman who doesn’t want any strings, I can give you that and something more.”
“How long will it take you to find him?” She changes the subject, but she isn’t hiding how flustered I’ve made her.
One thing I’ve come to see about her in my very limited experience, she isn’t great at hiding when she’s turned on. Her pupils are blown wide, and her breath is shallow.
“Shouldn’t be too long,” I answer without any innuendo, or blatantly telling her I want to fuck her again. “I know where he hangs out.”
“Good,” she gets up and grabs her purse and phone.
That’s it? Not a chance. I toss a couple of twenties on the table, far too much for two coffees that neither of us even drank, and follow her. Cassie glances behind as I stay close to her, holding the door for her to step outside.
Her car is parked a few rows away from the side of the building. I grab her wrist as she starts to walk away and pull her back to me, turning her so she is against the wall.
“I’m not doing this,” she glares up at me as I lean over her, one hand braced on the wall by her head.
“Well not here,” I ghost my other hand over her waist and her breast, careful not to let anyone see.
“This isn’t what I met you for,” she says on a shaky breath.
“And that’s fine, we’ve handled business. I’ve told you when I find him, I’ll call you. That doesn’t mean we can’t take advantage of the situation.”
“If you think I’m going to fuck you behind a diner in the middle of this little town you’re mistaken.”
“Then we go somewhere else.” I lean down and nip at her neck, my tongue flicking over her skin, tasting her and inhaling the clean scent of her body wash. It’s impossible not to press into her, letting her feel my cock against her hip. “I’m sure there is a motel around here somewhere.”
She scoffs and puts her hand on my chest, pushing me back. “Not a chance.”
I’m not about to beg, so I step back. I do have shit to do and now that King has asked her for this, I need to figure out where Marshall is. It doesn’t take a genius to figure King wants to tap into the Veil Line, I’m not sure why but it’s the only reason he’d be looking for Marshall. Handlebar has got to be pissed about that.
“Lexica Apartments, Upper Pond Road.”
It takes me a second to figure out she’s giving me her address.
“If you’re still up for it, that is?” Her hand goes to my cock and I grab her wrist, holding it there.
She gives it a squeeze making me grunt, then pushes my hand away and walks around me to her car. She’s pulling out of the lot by the time I make it to my bike.
I don’t know if she is still going to want to do this by the time we do get to her place but I’m not backing down from that challenge.
Chapter Sixteen
Dominic (Mace)
We pull into the parking lot and Cassie gets out of the car as I ride up behind her. For a few seconds I wait, watching as she shuts the door and turns to face me. I can’t read her expression, the whole way here I was expecting her to change her mind, to tell me to fuck off, or that this is a mistake.
Cassie does neither. Even though she can’t see my face through the visor, she arches a challenging brow. No need to fucking ask if I still want this. She moves out of the way as I turn off the bike. Her eyes never leave me as I swing my leg over and stand at my full height.
Her chest is heaving, her tits pushing against that sexy as fuck blouse with the little pearl buttons. Behind her, I’m not surprised to see the place she lives is exclusive and modern and probably costs a fortune to have an apartment here.
I make quick work of taking off my gloves and unclipping the helmet. Her eyes never leave me as I pull it off and secure it in the saddle bag. I’m about to ask if she’s sure but fuck that. Taking her shoulder I lean down as if I’m going to kiss her and I want to, I’ve thought about it all the way here.
Cassie twists her face away as a car door slams somewhere in the distance. She already made it clear she wasn’t going to let me do anything in public. Part of me is pissed at that, then my brain catches up to my cock. I don’t want to fuck her out here either.
