Madalyn elbows him in the ribs and he pulls her closer, kissing her hard and deep, and it makes me blush.
“He is always like this.” Logan’s lips brush against my ear, making me shiver. “Can’t keep his hands off his woman. I know that feeling.”
My body heats up at his words, and he chuckles low and deep.
“So, Stevie, how long have you known Crash?”
I think over her question, while his arm tightens on my hip. There is no need to think— it is not like we had a terrible past. I am just not sure what the non-members know about Val and her crew.
“Since high school. He moved here, and fell into our group. He, Val, and her brother, Vinnie, hit it off because they all loved cars. I was just the tag-along,” I explain, keeping a smile on my face.
“You were not a tag-along, you were as much a part of our crew as any of us,” Logan chimes in.
I scoff, folding my arms, and arching a brow at him.
“Oh, really? So, it wasn’t you and your girlfriend who would drop me off at the diner, where I was told that you would come and get me after each race, but low and behold, I was left walking home?”
I wink, so he knows that I am not being mean.
“Such a ladies’ man, brother.” Savage saddles up to us.
“Hey, I got the best one, didn’t I?” His hand drops to my butt giving it a squeeze, and I glare at him. His grin widens, brightening up his face and adding a playful look to his eyes.
“You just need to keep me,” slips out.
Any woman would swoon at that grin. The way his eyes light up with mischief, he looks like he wants to eat me alive. My breathing picks up, and my pussy flutters from the heated look he gives me.
Eyes dark and intense, it’s enough to make my body combust. Licking my lips, his gaze drops to my mouth, and his nostrils flare. He bites his own lip and holy moly, that is hot. I want his lips on me, his teeth sinking into my flesh, marking me.
Whoa, where did that come from?
“Oh, I know that look, baby,” I hear Target, but I can’t tear my eyes away from Logan.
His fingers flex on my butt cheeks, and he gently tugs me closer, before his mouth drops to mine. I melt into the kiss. When his tongue slips past my lips, I moan, pressing into him, and I can feel how hard he is for me.
God, I want to feel him all over me, and inside me. Even though Logan is the only man I have had sex with, no other man has ever made me feel this hot for them.
Logan has the magic touch.
“Get it, brother,” Savage whispers, but everyone hears him and laughs. “My baby is all grown up,” he says in a sing-song voice.
I let out a giggle, no longer able to hold back, but it is okay because Logan laughs as well. He kisses the tip of my nose, then pulls back.
“You are a dick, brother,” he says to Savage, who winks.
“I have a very big dick, thank you very much.”
“I did not say anything about size, man.”
Savage wiggles his eyebrows. “But I knew what you meant.”
“You really want to talk dick size in front of my girl?” he asks Savage.
My gaze takes in the snake tattoo that winds around his forearm, and on the back of his hand. He sips from the beer in his hand, a mischievous look in his eyes.
“Can we not get into a long, drawn-out conversation with Savage about his dick?”
I look over my shoulder to see a man with blond hair that hits his shoulders, and tattoos covering both arms. He has a nose ring, which oddly suits him.