“Who told you it was a strip club?” he asks with a smirk.
“I’m a woman who likes to dress for the occasion. I had to call Reggie to find out where I was going.”
Tiny chuckles, taking another sip of his water. “We own the club. It’s more of a large bar and hangout than it is a strip club. I mean, yeah, you have all of the components of a strip club– naked chicks on stages, private dance rooms, and whatnot. But it’s also a place we all meet to hang out, drink, and have a good time.”
“Makes sense.” I round the corner and stop right next to where he’s seated at the counter. “Do you spend a lot of time in those private rooms?”
Tiny grins, reaching his arm out to circle my waist. “I’m not going to lie. Yes I’ve spent time in them, but I wouldn't say I spend a lot of time.”
“Do you like spending time there?”
Tiny’s gaze flips back and forth between my eyes and my lips now that he’s sitting at eye level. His eyes darken. “I’m a man. So I’d be lying if I said I didn’t appreciate drinking beer with the guys while beautiful women parade around naked.”
“I appreciate your honesty,” I whisper, leaning forward and pressing a soft kiss to his cheek, right near the corner of his mouth before backing away, causing his arm to fall. “Let’s get on then.”
He chuckles, pushing away from the counter. “Let’s go.”
I can tell I’m going to have a lot of fun with him, whether this is a date or not.
“It’s 42 degrees out, and you want to ride that,” I say, pointing at Tiny’s bike in my driveway as he's waiting for me to get on.
“Yeah, babe. Your coat will keep you warm. Besides, I'll be eating up most of the wind since you’ll be behind me. The club is only a couple miles from here.”
“If I get frostbite on my nipples, you’re paying my hospital bill,” I say saucily, snatching the helmet from him.
“Honey, you get frostbite on your nipples, the only thing that’ll warm them up and nurse them back to health is my mouth.”
The image of his full lips and warm mouth surrounding my nipples pops into my head, and it damn sure isn’t the cold weather causing me to shiver.
He chuckles, throwing his leg over the bike, waiting for me with a smirk. As he pulls a black beanie over his head, I gather the courage to tell him what I’ve been worried about.
“I have a confession.”
He turns to me, and he must know instantly since his shoulders relax. “Never ridden before?”
I shake my head, feeling insanely silly with the weight of the helmet pulling on my head. He smiles appreciatively at me. “Thank you for telling me and not just going in blind. Step here and throw your leg over. Hold on to my waist and be one with me.”
“Be one with you?”
“Yes.”
“Got it.”
I instantly feel a vibration flare up beneath my thighs and straight through my pussy as he turns the engine over. I let out a yelp and jump a little, causing Tiny to laugh. “You good back there?”
“Perfect.”
He chuckles again before telling me to hold on tight, and he takes off out of my driveway.
Holy fuck-balls. It’s freezing out here! He lied when he said he would eat up most of the wind. I try my best to tuck my head behind his back in an effort to hide from the wind, but my teeth still chatter like crazy. I rethink my entire outfit choice and curse Reggie the whole way.
Within minutes, even though the cold made it feel much longer, Tiny’s backing the bike into a parking spot outside of a dark building with one neon sign with the club's name on it.
He smiles wide at me as he helps me off the bike. “See? Wasn’t far at all.”
I roll my eyes at him and smile as he takes the helmet from my head. I gasp in surprise when he nips at my bottom lip again. “Every time you roll your eyes at me, I want to spank your ass.”
Another shiver races up my back, and I’m thanking past me for being smart and taping my nipples down.