“No, this is perfect. I love a good burger with fries and a milkshake.”
“To dip your fries in?”
“Yup.”
“Me too. Let’s order. There’s somewhere else I want to take you.”
Tina orders a strawberry milkshake but I’m a chocolate man myself. We don’t have far to go so our drinks should keep in the bag if they don’t spill out.
“Tina,” a male voice shouts and we both turn in the direction the sound comes from. Some pencil pushing looking dork comes jogging toward us. Immediately I snake my arm around her waist and pull her into me feeling territorial.
“Shit,” she hisses.
“That the ex?”
“Yeah. I’m sorry. Can you give us a minute so I can tell him to get lost?”
“No need. I’ll handle this little fucker.”
Tina looks unsure but gives me a slight nod.
He stops short when he sees the way I’m digging my fingers into her hips and snarling at him. “You the asshole answering my girlfriend’s phone?”
“Buddy, she doesn’t look like yours to me. Seems to me from where I’m standing, she’s here with me. Do yourself a favor and stop calling her.”
“Are you gonna make me?”
Wrong move fucker. I know he wants me to threaten him. Thinks it will make me look bad to Tina. Instead I grin and hug Tina tighter. “Just hate to see you waste your time. Unlike you, I know what I’ve got in front of me, and I damn sure show her how much I want her. If Tina wants to take your calls that’s cool, but we both know she has nothing to say to you.”
“Tina. We’re supposed to get married. You don’t want to be with this biker trash. Just come home. We can compromise. I love you.”
I roll my eyes and Tina shakes her head. “Just go home, Matt. I already said everything I need to. I’m not coming back. I’m not going to marry you and Vegas might be a biker, but he is the furthest thing from being trash. Unlike you he knows how to treat the woman he’s with.”
Our ticket is called, and we turn our backs on him to get our food. When we’re through the weasel is gone.
“I’m sorry about that. I figured he’d be happy I called off our engagement. It’s embarrassing, but we lived like roommates, and he acted like I was bad for wanting to be intimate with him.”
“That’s fucked. I don’t make promises I don’t intend to keep, but I promise you that if you were my girl, you’d never feel like no damned friend. I’d treat you like a fucking queen.”
She smiles and we get ready to go.
After I get our food tucked away and secure, I drive her out to the private lake at the edge of my grandfather’s property. I like to come out here to think or just fish. I’ve got a nice set up with a picnic table and a gazebo. Tina gets our food set up on the table, and I can’t stop staring. She’s gorgeous. I’ve never believed in love at first sight but fuck me, the things I’m feeling are stronger than lust.
We eat our burgers, taking in the scenery.
“It’s beautiful out here.”
“Gramps was gonna open up a pay lake once, but life got away from him and he never got around to it.”
She wipes her mouth and tosses her napkin in the bag our food came in. “You said you’d tell me how you got the name Vegas.”
“It’s nothing really. I just wanted you to come tonight.” Her cheeks redden, and it makes me hard knowing that I have that effect on her. “Growing up, I used to run an illegal gambling ring. Kids at school called me Vegas and the name stuck.”
“Well, good to know you aren’t some serial killer who was coined with the nickname Vegas.” She laughs softly, and I brush my thumb over her knuckles and take her in, enjoying her company. Being with Tina just feels different. There’s no rush to get back to her place and take her to bed. Not that I wouldn’t be down with that, but I’m cool with doing more of this. Getting to know her on a more personal level outside of the physical.
“What about you? What’s your plans now that you’re away from that douchebag?”
“Honestly, I don’t know. I always thought I was going to marry Matt, settle down, start a family. I never planned beyond…him. I built my life around him. It’s weird because you’d think I’d be sad or miss him even a little, but I think I was just going through the motions for so long it was hard to see that there was anything wrong. I was complacent.”
“So now you make a new plan.”
“No plans. I want to live each day as it comes. I want to be impulsive…” A coy smile plays on her lips and the next thing I know she’s running toward the water stripping her clothes off, flinging them over her head behind her. Fucking hell, she’s got on a thong. Her body is banging. Thick hips and a booty that was made for me to grab, slap, and fuck.
I wasn’t expecting this side of her but it’s a damn good surprise. Damn good. I get up from the picnic table, following her. I shrug my cut off and lay it on the table. Lifting my t-shirt over my head I toss it next to Tina’s discarded clothing. I kick off my boots and struggle to get my jeans off.
Tina is giggling, the sound makes my heart flutter in my chest, and she’s watching me with interest. When I drop my jeans to the ground and my cock juts out her eyes go round. I stroll to the edge of the water my gaze locked on hers. Intensity burns bright in her eyes as twilight looms. Moving through the water, I stalk her like my prey.
Tina grins and backs away every time I try to get close to her. The moment she turns her back, I go under reaching her in no time and grab her around the waist. She screams as I surface and I laugh, bringing her back to my chest.
Gathering her hair to one side, I press my lips to her neck, soft but grazing the smooth skin with my teeth. She turns in my arms and her legs hook around my middle. Fuck me, her pussy is right on my dick. Teeth sinking into her top lip and tugging she has no idea how erotic the action is. How damn badly I want her. Though I guess she can feel my erection pressing against her, demanding and invitation to paradise.
Chapter 9
—Tina
Vegas brings his deliciously wicked and tempting mouth down on mine. I can’t resist the pull I feel to part my lips when his tongue prods at the seam demanding entry. Thrusting his tongue against mine, taking control, dominating the moment…dominating me as his fingers bite into my hips.
Desire pools deep within me. Vegas awakens so many different emotions and physical reactions inside me. Things I thought I would never experience when I was Matt’s girl, but I’m not with him anymore. Pushing all thoughts of him aside I get lost in this moment.
Lost in Vegas.
His touch.
His kiss.
Lost in his everything.
His fingers skip up my sides, tickling my ribs. “Can I take this off?” he flicks the strap of my bra against my shoulder.
“Mhmm,” I moan out the word as the sun sets behind us. Out here in the water on the private lake, it’s like we are the only two people in the world.
Vegas shifts, reaching around behind me to unclasp my bra, flinging it toward the shore but missing. His gaze drops down to my chest and he has this hungry gleam in his dark eyes that makes me feel exposed but wanted. “You’re gorgeous.” His fingers trail down my spine and descend lower to cup my ass. Dipping his head, he presses his lips to my neck, planting kisses up to my jaw, then traveling the same path again. The water is cool but heat surges through my veins loving the way his mouth feels on me and the strong possessive hold he has on me.
Cradling my arms around his neck, I press my body to his, enjoying the thickness and pressure of his dick rubbing against me. I move my hips, seeking more friction. Craving so much more, wanting to get out of the lake and take this further. I want him touching me, feeling me up. Vegas is showing me what it means to be wanted. He’s showing me what I’ve been denied for so long.
I like it and want more.
I want more of him.
“Fuck, Sweet Ass, the things I want to do to you....”
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��Show me,” I whisper into his mouth taking the initiative and kissing him. Sliding my tongue between his lips, loving the way his tongue dances with mine.
Maneuvering a hand between my thighs he rubs over the crotch of my thong and my body quivers arching into his touch. Breath hitching in my throat, I’ve never felt more excited and alive. I can’t help but wonder if this what it was supposed to feel like the few rare times Matt and I did some heavy petting. Vegas sets my blood on fire. Kissing me again, he continues to torture me, touching me gently…touching me slowly.
Things are getting intense until an eeriness settles over me. The sensation that we are being watched washes over me, and I start scanning our surroundings.
Vegas senses the change in me. “What’s wrong?”
“I don’t know…I just get this inkling someone is watching us.”
“Probably an animal. Lots of wildlife comes down to drink from the lake.” I nod. I’m sure he’s right, and he said he comes out here a lot. Besides, we’re on his grandpa’s land. “Why don’t we take this out of the water?”
“Sounds like a good idea.” With my legs still wrapped around him, he carries me to shore. The moment my feet hit the ground a twig or something snaps and crunches in the woods around us. I jerk and follow the sound and smile in relief seeing a group of deer breaking through the trees.
“See,” Vegas says with a light chuckle.
“Hey, did you see where my bra went? Or the rest of my clothes?” I spin around not seeing anything of mine. Not even my shoes.
“What the fuck,” he mutters under his breath unable to locate my stuff either. He gives me his t-shirt. When we get to the picnic table, he loses his cool. The remnants of our milkshakes has been dumped out onto his leather vest. “I’m going to kill that little prick.”
“You think Matt did this?”
“Who else?” He snaps, and I shrink back.
He takes a breath. “I’m not mad at you and don’t ever shrink back like I’d ever hit you. I’m not fucking like that. He ever put his hands on you or some shit?”
I glance at my bare feet. “Matt hit me once when we were in high school. He swore he didn’t mean it and he’d never do it again, but I think somewhere in the back of my mind I was always waiting for it to happen again.”
We both snap our heads toward the gate when we hear the sound of a car starting up.
“Come on. I’ll take you to the house to find something for you to wear home and I gotta clean this shit off my cut.”
“I am sorry. I didn’t expect him to react this way.”
“Don’t worry about it. Next time I see he him he’ll get the message to fuck off and stay away loud and clear.” Reaching his hand out to mine, I accept it, and he pulls me into his embrace, the warmth of his hold welcoming. Lips to my forehead, Vegas hugs me tight. My pebbled nipples pressing through the thin t-shirt and rubbing against his naked chest. “That bastard won’t be bothering you no more. You can trust in that.” Something about his tone makes me believe him.
We get on his motorcycle, me clad in just his wet t-shirt and my thong. The night air bites my skin, and I squeeze my arms around his middle tighter. It doesn’t take us long to get to the house. Vegas piggybacks me through the front door and down the hallway to his room. “Anything you need help yourself. Gotta clean up my cut.”
“Yeah, sure. Do what you need to.” I pull the damp t-shirt off and start going through his drawers looking for a pair of sweats.
Chapter 10
—Vegas
“You can stay here if you want to and you’re welcome to use the shower, or I can drive you home. But you do gotta be back here early to babysit the old grouch. I can have one of the guys drop your car off to you after I go by The Roadhouse.” I draw her head into my chest, stroking her blonde hair, laying in my bed, with my back propped up on the headboard. She gazes up at me with those gorgeous hazel eyes, but I see the apprehension there. “I don’t expect anything if that’s what you’re worried about. Hell, I’ll sleep on the floor or couch. Whatever you prefer.”
“I’ll stay. I…” she hesitates sinking her teeth into her lip again, rolling it inward and back out. My cock twitches at the sight. I keep quiet waiting for her to get the courage to continue. “I had a good time tonight. A really good time. I liked what we did in the water. I wouldn’t be against doing it again.”
“Oh yeah.” I grin at her feeling pride swelling in my chest. Tina smiles back up at me, and we move our faces closer together simultaneously seeking each other’s lips. We come together, my tongue slipping between the seam immediately. Our tongues move together, finding an easy rhythm. I slide my hand up the shirt she’s wearing, palming her perfect tit that fills my hand just right. Rubbing my thumb back and forth across her nipple I give it a slight pinch and she lets out a moan so sweet my cock aches.
Tina shifts, rolling over top me, straddling me. Her pussy rubs over my growing erection dry humping the hell outta me, but it fucking feels good. I’ll have to jack off once she falls asleep if I don’t nut in my damn pants first. She’s driving me fucking crazy. I go back to teasing her tits to keep from thinking about cumming all inside her tight little cunt. Her hips roll moving in a circular motion. Tina pants against my lips, and I grab her hips. Holding her in place, thrusting my hips up wishing I was inside her. Nothing would give me greater pleasure than fucking her right now. I can tell she’s close to getting off by her jerky movements.
I’m damn tempted to roll her over, jerk her bottoms down, and slide my cock between the thick globes of her ass. That beautiful perfectly fuckable ass. “That’s it, Sweet Ass, let go. Cum for me.” Her cheeks flush pink but she shudders, finding her release.
Tina lays next to me recovering from her orgasm. “That was…um…wow.”
I roll to my side to face her nose to nose. “Was that your first time?”
Her teeth do that thing where they bite into her juicy lip. “Yeah,” she says, barely audible, she speaks so low.
“Damn, Sweet Ass. I feel like a lucky man.”
She smiles at me and her eyelids flutter.
“Get some sleep.” I roll off the bed and turn out the light. When I look back at her, my heart seizes in my chest. She’s beautiful, and I can’t help but wonder if her pureness is what I’ve been missing in my life.
**
“What the fuck happened to your cut?” Prez questions near the end of choir.
“Man, the ex of the chick I’m seeing has a goddamn death wish. Motherfucker followed us last night and dumped a milkshake on my cut when we were skinny dipping in the lake out at my Gramps’ place. Little fucking bastard is going to get his.”
“You got a girl? Mr. I Won’t Ever Get Married?” Striker, my VP snorts.
“She’s a virgin,” Saw slips in, and I want to throat punch him. I’ll never hear the end of it now.
“Christ, son. You done got you a damn pecker wrecker,” Romeo joins in, shaking his head and rubbing his chin.
“A fucking what?”
“A girl with virgin pussy will wreck your damn pecker for any other woman.”
“You’re fucking crazy, old man.” I laugh.
“Happened to me,” he says, gruffly, and Striker shoves his chair back looking ready to knock the fuck out of his father. “Calm down, boy. I can’t help that I speak the truth. Can’t help I fucked your old lady before you did.”
“Aw hell,” Rebel says with sigh. “Get him the fuck out of here before he gets himself hurt.” He waves to Saw, and he escorts Romeo from the room. “He does that goddamn shit on purpose to get under your skin. You gotta ignore him.”
“I’m going to put him out of sight and out of mind—bury his ass six feet under while he’s still breathing.”
I take that shit as my cue to leave. Striker and Romeo have a complicated relationship and past where his old lady, Baby is concerned. For the most part they get along but on rare occasions Romeo gets a wild hair up his ass and says some shit that gets the feud st
arting all over again.
Rebel stops me at the door. “Take care of your problem. If you’re going to claim this girl, then bring her around sometime. I want to meet her and make sure she’s one of us before you go after this punk.”
I give him a chin lift.
Tina’s place is with me.
She’s mine.
She just doesn’t know it yet, but I do.
Chapter 11
—Tina
“You had any trouble today?”
“No, but I blocked his number.” Matt has been keeping his distance for the most part. I think he’s afraid of Vegas. I’m always with him.
“Good. Listen, if we’re going to give this whole dating shit a shot then my Prez wants to officially meet you. Your ex is causing me problems and that shit don’t fly with my club. Little fucker kicked my bike over earlier. The camera at the bank caught him in action Matt is gonna fuck up and get himself killed. I need to know if you’re with me.”
Shit. Matt is being so damn stupid. I don’t understand it. “We’ve had three dates and while they’ve been good…really good.” I blush. “I like you, but I was with Matt for a long time. I don’t think I should be jumping into another relationship so fast.” I twist my fingers together not wanting to hurt his feelings. Vegas and I have been seeing each other a lot over the past two weeks. I like him, I just don’t want to move too fast too soon. I’m being careful to protect my heart, but the man makes me want so much more than the heavy make-out sessions we’ve been having.
Vegas cups my chin in his hands, gazing in my eyes. “I can be patient, Tina. But I’m warning you now. When I see something I want, I get it, and baby, I want you. You’re mine. I’m willing to wait for you to figure that shit out on your own, but I’m not going anywhere. You might think I’m fucking crazy and hell, maybe I am. When I look at you though. You know what I see? I see my damn future staring back at me.”
My breath hitches in my throat. Such intensity burns behind his eyes I know he believes every word, and I feel the meaning deep in my bones. This is crazy, but he’s right. I feel it too. That there’s something between us. Whether it’s lust or love I want to find out.
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