And I could see it in her eyes. She was panting to take a ride on my cock. What could I say, I always did have a hard time saying no to a pretty face.
Chapter Two
Blair
“You look flipping fantastic.” I linked my arms through that of my best friends as she leads us towards the non-descript, a run down bar in the middle of an equally run down street. My brother Bennet bringing up the rear. Like an overgrown wanna be bodyguard.
Not that he had a chance against men like Chelsea’s dad. Now that was a man who knew how to handle himself. It seeped out of his pores. The pure masculine toxicity of him. And he wasn’t bad looking for an old guy either.
I had been with worse.
Hell, I had daddy issues and everyone knew it. But what could I say, I liked that Chelsea’s dad liked what he saw when he looked at me.
He hadn’t exactly been subtle about it.
I liked it when they lusted after me. When they kept looking at my tits like they wanted to take a bite. It was one of the reasons I had them done, to begin with.
Unlike many of the older men I had been with, I was betting Fender wouldn’t just be just some beer-bellied slob pounding away on top of me. He looked firm for an old dude and there was something in his eyes when he looked at me that told me he knew exactly what to do.
It wasn’t the cockiness in his eyes it was something quieter than that. A man like Fender didn’t have to boast to get a girl into his bed.
“Who is that?” I drew Chelsea to a stop, my hands gripping her bicep as a man swung his leg over a bike. Pulling a skull patterned bandana from his face before turning to the woman behind him.
Chelsea’s eyes snapped towards the road and the couple who were laughing together quietly.
“Ruin. My big brother.”
I canned myself. Fender was interesting. Ruin was…. delicious. It was the only word I could think to describe him. I would lick him all over and then beg to do it again.
“Jesus Chelsea. Where have you been hiding him? I would…”
She stopped me with a look. “You won’t do shit, Blair. Ruin is off your radar.” Anger flickered into her face. Anger that I totally ignored.
I pouted. “He’s just what the dr ordered…”
“He won’t be interested Blair, drop it.”
“What do you mean he won’t be interested. I’m hot tonight and you promised me lots of hot bikers.” I licked my lips, watching as my best friends brother pulled the woman he was with closer. His head lowering to hers.
“And I’m hotter than she is.”
“He’s with Avery, she’s his old lady. Plus….” Chelsea started walking again. Her heels clicking on the uneven pavement. “Avery is as badass as they come. Her dad used to be president of the club.”
“So?”
Chelsea’s face was deadpan as she turned to face me. “So you touch her man, she is likely to cut you.”
I laughed. The woman looked like a mum. But the laughter died when Chelsea frowned. “You’re serious?”
“Deadly. Ruin is out of bounds Blair. Promise me.”
Smiling sweetly I crossed my fingers over my heart. “I promise, cross my heart and hope to die I won’t make a move on your brother.”
***
Chelsea may have dampened my interest in her brother and his crazy girlfriend but I wasn’t about to do the same to mine.
Bennet had been chasing her for weeks, months even. And she was still refusing to give out. I didn’t understand her reluctance to take that final step. Bennet was good looking, he didn’t have any shortage of girls chasing him but it was almost like Chelsea thought she was too good for him.