“All of this tastes awful,” she admits, and I wave at Frankie.
“Everything okay over here?”he asks as he tosses a rag over his shoulder.
“Bring over some of those girlie drinks you keep in the back cooler,” I tell him.He gives a nod then heads over to the corner, coming back with three different bottles, setting them down in front of her.He pops the caps off, and she reaches for the first one.Tipping it back, she takes a swig, and I watch the corners of her mouth tip up into the prettiest smile.
“It tastes like lemonade,” she declares then tips the bottle back again, making me chuckle.
We sit there for a moment before she places her empty bottle oflemonadedown then reaches for the next one.
“Maggie,” she turns and utters to me.
“Maggie?”
“Call me Maggie,” she tells me.I’d bet my left nut that it’s not her real name, but I’ll take whatever she’s willing to give me.
“Okay, pleasure to meet you, Maggie, I’m…Charlie,” I tell her even though Havoc is written across the patch on the right shoulder of my cut.If she wants to pretend for the evening, so can I.
She obviously isn’t from around here, so she’s not familiar with the MC or how we operate.
“You passing through, Maggie?”I wonder if I can convince this angel to stick around a little longer than a night or two.
“Just hit stateside and heading back home,” she divulges as she finishes off the last of the second bottle.“You?”
“Born and raised, Darlin’.”
Her knee is bouncing like she’s nervous, and she’s tapping the bar top with her fingers.I’m about to tell her to slow down when she lets out a breath and turns towards me.
“Wanna get out of here?”
My body pulses and a rush of fire races through my blood.
“Thought you’d never ask,” I respond, standing from my seat.I reach back and pull out my wallet tossing a couple of large bills down on the bar top for our drinks.When I look down at her, she’s taking all of me in.I’m a big motherfucking machine built for war, so my body is all muscle.Tugging her off her stool, I intwine our fingers and lead her off to the hallway where the office and restrooms are located.“Keep the back room clear, Frankie,” I call out.
There isn’t enough time to bring her back to the clubhouse.My cock needs to sink into this angel before he explodes.He doesn’t want her to have time to think that she’s making a mistake hooking up with a biker and change her mind.
The last door on the left is an office.There’s a desk in the middle of the room with filing cabinets in the corner.On the other side is a red sofa with a coffee table sitting in front of it.
Pulling her to the middle of the room, I leave her and walk over to the door and twist the lock into place.With my back still to her, I close my eyes and take a deep breath.My stomach is in knots almost as if I’m nervous.It’s not a feeling I’ve ever had before tonight.Once my heart stops racing, I turn coming up behind her back where I left her and start skimming my lips across her shoulder, creating goosebumps down her arms.The feel of her skin alone sends a shockwave down my spine and stirs something deep inside me.It’s the first time I’ve felt this way; the longing to possess someone has me pausing, especially someone I just met and who is lying about their name.
The only sound in the room is our breaths as the need to speed this up and sink my dick in this exquisite woman grows.
“Do you feel that?”I ask and wonder if she feels the same thing that I do.“Ever since you stepped foot into the bar, I knew I had to have you.Those tight pants are screaming for me to rip them off and fuck you senseless, Darlin’.When I’m done with you, you’ll have no choice but to tell me your real name.”
She melts into my front, and I band an arm around her waist anchoring her to me.Her chest is rapidly hiking up and down as I trace her bare skin.Taking the edge of her shirt, I lift it off then turn her to face me.My eyes focus on her high tits and hard diamond nipples.Snapping the catch of her bra, a groan leaves the back of my throat.
“Perfect, just like I thought,” I confess.
She starts to reach for my leather cut with shaky hands, but I swoop down and take a fat breast in my mouth.I hear her gasp and feel her fingers knocking my hat off as they glide into my hair, grabbing the back of my head and pulling me closer.I suck hard, eliciting a moan from the angel as I devour her tit then switch to give its twin the same attention.I can feel her knees wobble, so I wrap an arm around her waist to steady her.
I bet I can make her come like this.
Working my way back up her body, I leave a trail of wet kisses on her chest and neck before diving into her mouth.I’ve surprised her by my bold moves.She opens her lips in shock, giving me the opportunity to plunge my tongue in her mouth.Her hands work off my cut, then I help her take my gun holster and shirt off with her trembling hands.If my heavy metal surprises her, she doesn’t show it.
Something in the back of my head is flashing for me to slow down.That she’s putting off inexperienced vibes and to savor the moment, but my cock and mind are taking control yelling at me to pin her to the fucking wall.
I take a step back, looking down at her naked flesh from the waist up.She’s trim, maybe even a bit on the skinny side, but her body is hot.I peer up at her eyes, and she’s looking at me as if she hasn’t eaten for days.The scorching lust-filled gaze torches me as my blood and body ignite into chaos.
“Tell me your name, Darlin’,” I demand as I step up where our bare chests caress.The bulge in my jeans is trapped between us.My lips are touching her ear, and the scruff of my facial beard causes her skin to pebble and shiver.
