“Lead the way,” I take a step back.
We get inside and she calls the elevator. Her pulse is thumping in her throat as she avoids eye contact, knowing I’m staring at her. My cock is so hard, it needs relief, the only thing holding me together is knowing I’m going to pound that fucking pussy so hard her neighbors are going to hear what is happening to her.
In the elevator, the tension is so high I can’t fucking take it and as soon as we’re moving, I grab her hand and pull her into me so hard she crashes against my chest. Her head tips back and she looks pissed but I don’t care.
I pull her sexy body against me and take her mouth, shoving my tongue inside, giving her no chance to protest. Not that she does, her hands slide inside my cut and she grabs my waist, the bite of her nails through my T-shirt spurs me on to tip her head back and kiss her even harder.
She doesn’t stop me when I tug up her skirt on one side so I can push my hand underneath, and run it up the silky smooth skin of her thigh, I’m almost at the juncture of her thighs when the bell dings for her floor.
“I’m going to break you in half,” I growl as I step back and drag her out of the elevator.
For once, she’s speechless and that surprises me, not the look on her face though. That’s why she isn’t protesting, she wants that. Her hair is disheveled, and half falling out of the sexy as fuck ponytail she wears so well, her shirt ruffled and her skirt is still caught on her thigh.
If I’m not inside of her in the next two minutes, I’m gonna fucking kill someone.
We round a corner in the hallway and are so focused on each other we don’t see the man outside her apartment right away. But we do stop and stare at him at the same time and Cassie lets out a little gasp.
What the fuck is he doing here?
Handlebar moves away from the wall, his face etched with anger as he runs his eyes over Cassie. I can’t help the smirk, but shit, this is all goingto end now. Not even the sight of him has any effect on my straining cock.
“Eli,” she breathes out.
The way she said his name has my head whipping to her. What the fuck is this? They’re staring at each other, something passing between them. Shit, I knew he had a thing for her but there is way more to this than I thought.
Cassie didn’t seem to be worried about him until she saw him, she had no hesitation about driving a fucking long way to get me back here so we could fuck.
“Seriously,” Eli says, his anger rising again as he looks at me. “Him.”
“Yeah, asshole, me. Now get the fuck out of the way.”
His head moves from me to her and back again. It’s clear when he makes the decision. He goes for me with a snarl. Putting my arm up, I block the swinging fist and slam my fist into his gut. It’s rock hard and hurts like hell but I don’t stop when he moves, our bodies clashing as we try to get at one another.
“Stop it!” Cassie shouts. “Right now, stop.”
I’m about to go for his throat when she pushes in between us. Instantly the fight stops, neither one of us wanting to hurt her by mistake.
“What the fuck are you doing?” she hisses, one hand on his chest and one on my stomach as she holds us apart. “You’re acting like fucking children, this is ridiculous.”
The elevator dings again and she turns. In seconds someone will come round that corner. Cassie pulls a key fob from her pocket and opens her door. “Get inside,” she orders us. “Now.”
We comply, almost jostling one another to get in first. She pushes my back to get me inside and slams the door, then turns and glares at the two of us. Fuck, I’ve never wanted to fuck a woman more, she is spitting mad and doesn’t know which one of us to lay into first.
Well fuck him, she was coming back here with me. “You can leave,” I tell him.
“Go to fucking hell,” he growls back. “If anyone is leaving, it’s you.”
“Both of you shut the hell up.”
If she didn’t look like she was going to rip both of our dicks off, I’d laugh. Two massive bikers who could tear this whole place apart in minutes and we both stop and turn to her when she yells at us.
“Eli, why are you here?”
Now I do scoff a laugh, under my breath of course, but she hears it and I get nasty but sexy glare for it.
“It doesn’t really matter,” he says.
“It does when you’re getting in between what we were about to do.”
