by Marla Monroe
“Can you hear me okay?” Dillon asked.
“Wow, there are speakers and a mike in the helmets? That’s so neat.”
Dillon climbed on the bike then nodded for her to. Gavin was there to help her. She tentatively put her hands on either side of Dillon’s waist.
“Baby, you’re going to have to hold on better than that, or the first time he pulls out or speeds up you’re going to fall off. Hug him. You won’t hurt him,” Gavin assured her.
Briana wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged against him. Her sore breast wasn’t happy about it at all, but to feel his ripped abdomen tight under her hands, she could manage to deal with it.
“Ready back there?” Dillon asked.
“Ready,” Gavin said.
“What about you, baby?”
“I’m ready.” She hoped she was, anyway.
He pulled out of her drive, and they hit the road flying. Well, it felt like they were flying to her. Actually, they weren’t going any faster than the rest of the traffic. She watched the houses and businesses fly by as they maneuvered through traffic. Buildings whisked by until Dillon slowed down and turned into the parking lot of a diner.
“We’ve eaten here before and the food is good,” Dillon said as he parked the big bike. “Wait until Gavin is there to help you off.”
Gavin walked over and helped her slip off the bike. He removed her helmet, and then moved her aside so that Dillon could dismount. Both men took a hand and walked her toward the door. She had never been here before so wasn’t sure about the place until she got inside and found the restaurant to be clean, without the normal greasy smell most diners had.
“Sit anywhere you like, folks. I’ll be with you in a minute,” a fiftyish-looking woman called out to them when they stopped by the counter.
Gavin led the way to the back, choosing a table. They each took a seat on either side of the table leaving the two ends for her to choose from. Briana sat in the one offering her the best view of the counter as opposed to the wall.
“They have great hamburgers here, or if you want something heavier, they have good plate lunches, too.” Dillon handed her a menu from next to the napkin holder.
She looked over the menu and decided on a hamburger. She didn’t want much. She folded it and placed it back between the napkin holder and the ketchup.
“What can I get you folks to drink?” the waitress asked.
“Water for us, what would you like, Briana?” Dillon asked.
“Sweat tea would be wonderful.”
“Go ahead and give her your order,” Gavin said.
“I just want a hamburger with everything except onions.” She smiled at the woman.
“What for you guys?”
“We’re not eating. Just feeding the lady.” Dillon smiled at the waitress.
“Oh, I can’t possibly eat if you two are just going to watch me.” Briana was mortified at the thought of them staring at her while she ate.
“We’ve already eaten,” Gavin explained.
“I could have fixed a peanut-butter sandwich at home. You didn’t have to feed me.”
“Why do you work at that store when you could work here? They have job openings.” Gavin changed the subject.
“I’m going to school and all my classes are during the day. That means I have to work nights, and I need Sundays off to work on my projects for class. So far, all the jobs I’ve applied for require that I be available to work on Sundays. Since the store isn’t open on Sundays, it works for me.” She couldn’t believe she was defending her job to two bikers.
“If you found another job, would you change?” Gavin asked.
“In a heartbeat,” she said. “I only have two more months, then I’m finished and can quit that job. I can handle two more months.”
The two men exchanged looks. It was almost as if they were talking to each other.
“Two months doesn’t seem like a long time, I suppose. Still, you need to be careful up there.” Dillon leaned back when the waitress brought their drinks.
She took a sip of her tea and smiled. It was perfect.
“Believe me, I’m careful. I can’t believe all the stuff that has happened the last two nights. I’ve been working there for nearly a year, and other than drunken idiots that were more of a nuisance than anything, I’ve never had trouble before.”
“So why don’t you have a boyfriend to watch out for you?” Gavin asked out of the blue.
“Um, I had one and I got rid of him,” she said. Actually, he was leaving at the time, but they didn’t need to know that.
“What did he do?” Dillon asked.
“Nothing really. I guess that was the problem. All he did was drink and lay around the house.” And laugh at her. She couldn’t stand to be laughed at.
Briana had worked hard to get where she was. To have some deadbeat tell her she was foolish to think she could do anything with a degree in graphic web design had pissed her off. He’d told her she was trying to be someone she wasn’t.
You don’t have the class to be anything but a waitress, honey. Face it. You’re wasting your time.
Briana would show him. She’d get a job and do just fine. She didn’t need a man to hold her down.
“Here’s your burger.” The waitress sat a giant hamburger down in front of her along with a basket of fries she hadn’t ordered.
“There’s no way I can eat all of this,” she said, shaking her head.
“Just eat what you can. It’s a righteous burger.” Gavin snagged a fry and popped it into his mouth.
She wasn’t at all sure her mouth would open wide enough to even take a bite of it. Briana grabbed the knife and cut the burger in half. She picked up one half and made her first attempt at eating it. They were right. It was a delicious hamburger. She moaned and rolled her eyes.
Gavin and Dillon both grinned.
“That good, huh?” Dillon asked.
“Yes, it’s wonderful.” She took another bite.
By the time she was finished with the first half, she was stuffed. The men had each taken turns snatching fries until there were only a few left. She took one and ate it, but drew the line at another one.
“I’m stuffed. I hate leaving half a hamburger. It’s so good.”
Gavin signaled the waitress to come over.
“What can I get you?”
“She can’t eat the other half. Can you wrap it in aluminum foil for us to go?” he asked.
“Sure thing, honey.” She took Briana’s plate to the back and returned with a small paper bag with the half of a hamburger neatly wrapped inside.
“You ready to roll, Briana?” Dillon asked.
“Ready.”
They paid the tab and helped her outside where, this time, they put her on back of Gavin’s bike. Dillon helped her on after Gavin had mounted up. Then they pulled out of the parking lot and headed north.
Briana knew Round Rock, Texas, like it was the back of her hand, so she knew where they were headed before they got there. It was an abandoned airport just outside of town. A lot of teenagers used it for drag racing. She wasn’t sure what to think of them taking her there or how they would even know about it. They weren’t local, or she would have seen them around. They were too good looking not to stick out.
When they reached the parking lot of the old building, they pulled in and turned off the motors. Dillon helped her off the bike and waited while she pulled off the helmet. Gavin was off and pulling off his helmet next.
“Bet the high school kids love this place,” Dillon said.
“Yeah, we came here when I was in school and had drag races and beer busts. They keep it patrolled on weekend nights now, so they don’t play out here as much as they used to.”
“Come on. Let’s walk to the end of the runway and back,” Gavin said.
Briana wasn’t sure why he wanted to walk, but she figured walking wasn’t anything to get upset about and there was nothing at the end to worry her. She walked between them waiti
ng to see what they would do.
“What are you going to school to be?” Gavin finally asked.
“Web designer.” She waited for him to laugh at her.
“Hot job right now. You’ll do well with that,” he said.
She almost let her mouth hang open. He was the first person she knew other than Bill that hadn’t laughed at her career choice.
“You can even work from home with a job like that,” Dillon added.
“I’d like to eventually, but I figure I’ll have to put in my dues first and work in an office, but I don’t mind.”
“Are you planning on sticking around here?” Dillon asked.
“No. I’m leaving here as soon as I can, and get a job in Dallas. That’s where I plan to move. Hopefully as soon as I graduate.” Briana crossed her fingers. She really didn’t want to hang around Round Rock any longer than she had to.
“Got family in Dallas?” Gavin asked.
“No.”
“Too bad, you could stay with them while you got on your feet.”
“Well, you never know. Something might come up,” Dillon said.
“So, what do you two do?” She decided to find out a little about them.
“We do construction. We work with a crew that travels around to different job sites,” Gavin told her.
“Have you been to a lot of different states?” she asked.
She would love to travel. She hoped to do that on her vacations, once she had a job, that was.
“Seen a good bit of the nation. Mostly small towns, though. Not many larger cities.” Dillon grabbed her hand to hold while they walked.
“Have you ever thought about traveling?” Dillon asked.
“Oh, I would love to travel. Maybe once I get a job, I can travel some on my vacations. I’d go to a different state every time.”
They had reached the end of the runway now, and Gavin stopped and looked around. Then he turned around and took her hand in his, and they started walking back the way they came. By the time they had finished walking the runway, Briana knew more about them. They rode with the same crew all the time and had been in the army together. Dillon and his brother were twins, and they planned to settle down in one place one day soon.
“You ready to head back now?” Gavin asked her.
“Yeah, I need to. I have school tomorrow,” she said.
She rode back with Dillon. He kept up a steady stream of chatter all the way back to her place. When Gavin helped her off the bike, he helped her with her helmet. Then the two of them walked her to her door. Gavin waited while she unlocked the house before handing her the carryout bag with her burger in it.
“I had a great time. Thanks for the burger, too.”
She wasn’t sure what to do. Should she invite them in? What then? She had no idea how to handle two strangers who rode bikes. Well, technically they weren’t strangers anymore.
“Do you work tomorrow night?” Gavin asked her.
“Yeah, I work every night except Sundays,” she told him.
“We’ll see you home tomorrow. You can tell us how school went.” Dillon smiled.
“Really, I hate for you to wait up so late for me. I’m sure you have to be at work early every morning.”
“Wouldn’t be able to sleep anyway knowing you were alone up there.” Gavin stepped closer to her.
Were they going to kiss her? She wasn’t sure how she felt about that. Then Gavin swooped in and took her lips. He pressed gently against hers then licked along the seam. She opened to him almost without thinking. He pulled her lower lip into his mouth where he licked it and nipped at it before snaking his tongue inside her mouth to explore. He teased along the roof of her mouth before sucking in her tongue.
Briana felt almost light headed when he finally released her mouth. So caught up in what he was doing, she hadn’t even realized that Dillon was behind her nibbling on the back of her neck until Gavin had released her from his kiss. Dillon turned her in Gavin’s arms toward him and kissed her as well.
His kiss was much more playful where Gavin’s had been more intense. Dillon kissed the corners of her mouth then her nose and pulled back.
“Unlock the door and let’s get you inside before I lose my good intentions,” Dillon said.
She quickly unlocked the door and opened it. She turned as she walked inside and found herself in a fierce embrace from Gavin before being gently pushed inside the house.
“Lock up,” Gavin said, a little out of breath.
“I will.” She closed the door and set the locks.
She heard their steps on the porch then the sound of them starting up the bikes and pulling out of her drive. She touched her fingers to her lips, still remembering the feel of theirs pressed against them. What was she going to do about them? They planned to see her again. Then she asked herself, why not?
Have fun while they’re here. It’s not long term. They’ll be moving on soon anyway. What can it hurt?
Chapter Four
Every night they showed up at closing time to walk her to her car. She hadn’t had any further trouble, either. Each night, their kisses had become more intense and more suggestive. When Saturday night came and they didn’t show up, she figured they’d gotten tired of her putting them off and given up their post.
She climbed out of her car and walked up to the door, but before she got her key in the lock, the sound of bikes had her turning around. Dillon and Gavin pulled up behind her car. They quickly cut the motors and climbed off the bikes.
“Are you okay?” Gavin immediately asked.
“Yes, I’m fine.” She turned to put the key in the lock again. Only this time, Dillon took it from her.
“We’re sorry we weren’t there. We got tied up meeting with our leader. I’m sorry.” Dillon looked really worried.
“Really, it’s no big deal. You both have been so nice this week making sure I got home safely. I don’t quite understand why you’re doing it, anyway.” She stood with her hand on the door waiting for Dillon to give her key back.
“We like you, Briana. We want the chance to get to know you,” Dillon said.
“I’m flattered, but I don’t really have a lot of spare time to date, guys.”
“Neither do we. We work from sunup to sundown, six days a week, so we’re pushed for time as well. But we think you’re worth it,” Dillon told her.
Gavin stepped in closer and pulled her into his arms. Briana knew a moment of worry that soon turned to arousal by the time he was finished kissing her. He took advantage of her parted mouth and slipped his tongue inside to explore. When he sucked on hers, she moaned, knowing they were seducing her.
Dillon nuzzled her neck from behind, pulling her hair aside so he could reach her skin with his lips. She shivered when he licked then nipped at her tender shoulder area. She could feel his hard cock pressing against the small of her back as he nibbled at her jaw while his brother plundered her mouth.
Gavin finally pulled back leaving her unsteady on her feet. Dillon held her back against him, his hands encircling her waist to keep her from falling.
“Let us in, baby. We want to take care of you,” Gavin said.
“I–I—” she began.
“Don’t say no, Briana.” Dillon turned her around and kissed her where Gavin had left off.
His tongue teased along the roof of her mouth then settled in to slide back and forth against hers. When he let go of her lips, she sighed. She was going to give in to them. There was no way for her to say no now as turned on as she was.
Gavin took her sigh as a yes, and picked her up to walk inside with her. Dillon closed and locked the door behind them.
“Bedroom,” Gavin said.
“Through that door and to the right. There’s only one bedroom.”
Dillon squeezed between them and the door to go first. When Gavin carried her into her bedroom she saw why. He’d pulled back the covers from the bed and moved the pillows aside. When she noticed that Dillon was already undressing she kne
w a moment of trepidation.
What am I doing? This isn’t like me to take up with strangers. But they aren’t really strangers.
Evidently Gavin could tell she was second-guessing herself, because he eased her down his body so that she slid slowly against his massively engorged cock. It drew her breath tight in her chest. All of that could be hers for the taking. She opened her mouth to speak, and Dillon reached around from behind to massage her breasts. When his hand touched the one her attacker had bruised, she yelped and reached to stop him.
“Aw, hell, baby. What’s wrong?” Dillon quickly let go and moved around to look at her face. “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“It’s okay. It wasn’t your fault. You didn’t know.” She attempted to cross her arms, but Gavin had his hands there unfastening the buttons on her blouse.
“What the fuck?” He pulled back her blouse, revealing the bruising over her breast.
“That bastard from last week did that to you, didn’t he?” Dillon said.
“I should have beaten him within an inch of his life,” Gavin fumed as he carefully unfastened her bra.
When he removed her bra, the distinct fingerprints could be seen marring her breast in the fading bruises. Gavin bent down and carefully kissed her breast. His lips were tender and his hands soft where his expression was one of intense anger.
“Gavin, don’t scare her,” Dillon said.
Gavin made a visible effort to rein in his rage at the other man for hurting her. Briana knew he was angry, but he hid it well now.
“I’m sorry we didn’t get there before he hurt you, Briana,” Gavin said instead.
“I’m just thankful you were there at all. He might have killed me.”
“Let’s not think about it anymore. It’s over with.” Dillon smiled into her eyes.
Then he knelt in front of her, between her and Gavin, and began to unfasten her jeans. It was then that she realized he was already totally nude. His cock jutted out in front of him, touching her pant leg. It throbbed with each beat of his heart.
When she panicked and brought her hands up to his to once again stop him, Gavin took them and placed them under his T-shirt.
