But Danger turns to me and looks me in the eyes, lowering his voice. “Keep your clothes on. I’m not asking, Lunar, I’m telling you.”
I take in a deep breath. “Sorry, won’t happen again.”
“Good, ’cause if it does, I’ll have to spank your ass so hard you won’t be able to sit down for a week.”
Swallowing hard, my nipples bud, and my thighs clench together while a dull ache forms low in my belly. The threat of rough play in the bedroom with Danger isn’t a deterrent for me.
It only turns me on more.
I lean in next to his ear and whisper, “Maybe you can spank me anyway?” My teeth grab his earlobe, and I tug hard. He groans, thrusting his erection into my hip.
“Jesus, baby, why turn me on when we gotta go out?” His hand slides to my ass and squeezes.
Pulling back, I smirk and look deeply into his eyes. “Because I can tease not only Ryan but you too, big guy.” I run my hand over his chest and trail my fingers down his stomach, then grab his bulging crotch, making him squirm. Then I turn and head out the door after the rest of the guys.
“Lunar…Lunar!Can’t we stay in the green room for a little longer? Just five minutes?” Danger calls out as I head down the hall with a giant smirk.
“No can do. The car is waiting,” I call back with a smirk.
His deep, throaty growl echoes down the hall, and I giggle as I walk with a swagger behind the other guys, who are oblivious to my tormenting their lead singer.
Thunderous footsteps pound the floor behind me, and I grin from ear to ear, wondering what his reaction will be when he catches up. He grabs my hand, effectively stopping me. Then he wraps his arm around my shoulders, pulls me to him, and backs me into a wall. “You owe me a blow job,” he whispers in my ear. I smirk with a giggle and turn, kissing his stubbly cheek.
“Oh, do I—?” I attempt to feign innocence but am abruptly cut off.
Danger grinds into my now throbbing pussy, causing my breath to catch, all humor gone. My words are replaced with a moan when he thrusts his hard length against me once more. “What was that?” he inquires, his lips whispering against my ear and down my neck.
I grasp his hair with one hand, pulling him closer, needing him. “Danger…”
“That’s right, baby.” Danger nips at my neck, his hand sliding down, cupping my pussy.
I whimper, needing more. My hips rock against his hand while his fingers edge inside my panties in search of my clit. My fingers in his sweaty hair grip him tighter, my lips pressing to his neck as I kiss his salty skin, my teeth grazing his flesh. He finally presses against my clit, and I gasp before my back arches against the wall just as Nate opens the door to the back of the complex, and the night air hits my face. “You guys coming, or what?” Nate drones with a huff.
Danger quickly pulls his hand from between my legs, a slight chuckle escaping him. “We need to go. Nate wants to know if we’recoming,” Danger says playfully. He kisses the tip of my nose before he rearranges his hard cock in his jeans, then walks toward the now-open door, knowingexactlywhat he’s doing.
The asshole.
Stifling a laugh, I compose myself and pull down my skirt. Letting out a long breath, I head for the exit. It’s still warm, and I can’t wait for the cooler months to come, but I could use some air to calm down.
Damn him for working me up like that.
How can he walk away like he wasn’t as turned on as I am?
As I make it outside and to the car, the guys are already inside, so I hop in the back, ready to head off to Vengeance, one of Melbourne’s most upmarket clubs with a terrific VIP section. Luke has a new security team on us, and Vengeance has added security as well. So it should be a good spot for our first after-party. I’ve only really been to biker parties, so going to a rock star after-party is something new for me, and I have no comparison.
The car pulls up to the curb of Vengeance, and a security guy swings the car door open. Danger steps out behind me, and immediately, the cameras start their relentless snapping. No one asks questions, but the people in the lineup start to fuss.
Then someone calls out, “Hey, isn’t that Recoil?”
Ryan emerges from the car, followed by Nate and Matt. Cheers erupt, and a girl breaks free from the line, sprinting toward Danger. He grabs my arms, forcing me behind his back as she hysterically approaches. Kane, our newest bodyguard, steps in, swiftly escorting the girl away just before she reaches Danger.
The cameras continue snapping amidst the laughter and cheers of the crowd, and my heart rate skyrockets, and I breathe heavily, overwhelmed by the chaotic scene unfolding before me.
What if that girl had reached Danger? What if she had a knife or something worse?
My mind floods with possibilities and dread. This could have escalated into something dangerous, and the uncertainty has left me trembling, my thoughts racing with what-ifs.
Danger turns to me. His hands grip my shoulders, forcing me to look at him. “You okay?” he asks, his voice cutting through the chaos swirling in my mind.
