Page 25 of Faking it with the Bad Boy Bikers

My breath came out harshly as I watched Henry kiss Nellie. The way she melted into his hold sent a rush straight to my cock. Never in my life had I ever felt the desire to share a woman, nor had I, but there was something in the air in Devil’s Den. Seeing Nellie’s pink tongue as she kissed Henry back was as effective as a fucking hand job.

I wasn’t sure when I’d accepted I wanted to fuck Nellie but it was like once the idea occurred to me, I couldn’t put it aside. Each time she’d grabbed me and teased me to fuck with her brothers, my body had erupted in chills because the desire to grab her and take her was so intense. Fucking didn’t have to complicate things so I wasn’t going to punish myself by sitting out of whatever Nellie wanted with us. Judging by what was happening on the dance floor, she wanted a lot.

I watched as Henry and Woodrow stepped away from Nellie and pointed my way. She led the way back to our table on shaky legs and she stopped opposite me with her hands gripping the tabletop like it was a lifeline. Slowly, so slowly, she lifted her eyes to mine and her desire was like a physical strike to my chest.

Wanting to push her, I crooked my finger to tell her to come to me. She used the table as a guide to make her way around and when she was close enough I could smell her slight vanilla scent, she stopped and bit her lip. I leaned forward and tugged her closer until she was pinned between my body and the table. Bracing my hands on the table on either side of her, I watched the way her pulse throbbed at the base of her throat.

“Bite off more than you can chew?” I watched the way her teeth pressed into her bottom lip before slowly letting it slip free. That pink tongue stroked out to wet her lip before disappearing again.

“Nope.” A grin stole across her face when my eyes jumped to hers in surprise. She rested her hands on my thighs as she leaned in, her face just inches from mine. “Were you hoping I’d be scared off?”

I wanted to devour her. The attitude and refusal to show any fear did something for me in a big, big way. I grabbed one of the bottles behind her and brought it to her mouth. She flicked her tongue over the rim before drinking as much as I gave her. When I pulled the bottle away, I let a few droplets of beer run down her chin. Moving faster than her hands, I chased the drops with my tongue and cleaned her chest and throat. “It’d be too easy to untie that bow at the back of your neck and let your tits spill out. I’d love to drink the rest of this beer from the tips of your nipples.”

Her fingers pressed harder into my thighs and her breathing sped up. “Take me home.”

I toyed with the bow just to fuck with her. She didn’t try to stop me, just stood there with her shoulders back. “What do you want me to do to you once I get you home?”

That made her nostrils flare and her eyes widen slightly. If she thought I was going to take it easy on her because of how desperately I wanted her, she was wrong. I wanted to push her until she was at her breaking point. I was never going to have her again so I was going to make sure she never forgot the one night we had together.

I slowly grinned. “Hmm. Your mouth isn’t full yet and you can’t form the words? Not a good sign, Nellie.”

She trailed her hands higher, not stopping until her right hand bumped into my erection. “I want the three of you to fuck me. I have one night to be selfish and live a little and I want you to make it worth my wait.”

I groaned when she cupped her hand over me and stroked me through my jeans. If I thought she was finished telling me whatshe wanted, she let me know she wasn’t done by leaning in until we were nose to nose.

“I want to fill my mouth with you and suck you until you come a little too fast. I can see how much control you have over yourself, Seth, and I want to shatter that control until you take me hard enough to leave marks.” She pulled back suddenly and her smile was a little too proud. “So?”

I gripped the back of her neck and yanked her back into my chest. I whispered roughly against her ear. “You couldn’t handle me if I snapped, little girl. Though there’s nothing I’d like more than to watch you choke on my cock while I fuck your throat. Or to hear you scream when I fuck your ass and ride you like a slut.”

Her gasp was loud enough to garner us looks from the tables closest to us. She pulled back and lifted her hand and I waited for the connection of the slap but she shocked me again by sliding it into my hair and tugging hard. Her teeth raked over my ear as her other hand squeezed my cock hard. “You call me that any other time than tonight and I’ll castrate you.”

I let out a pained laugh. “Jesus, Nellie. If I believed in marriage, you’d have me believing in fate or some shit, woman. You’re fucking perfect. Now let me the fuck go so we can get out of here and I can bend you over Vivian’s antique couches.”

Nellie let out a bark of laughter and slapped my chest. “That’s not happening! I’ll let you say all the filthy shit you want to say to me tonight and I’ll love it all but we’re not disrespecting Ms. Vivian’s antique furniture. You’ll fuck me in our rooms or you won’t fuck me at all.”

Henry stood up from where he’d been sitting close by, listening to everything, and he had to wipe sweat from his brow. “If you said you’d only fuck us on a two-dollar bill from Missouri, I’d agree to it.”

Woodrow locked gazes with me and raised his eyebrow in a silent question. We were just supposed to be calling her bluff andpushing her to see how far she’d let us push her but it seemed like she was the one calling our bluff. And after feeling her hand on my dick and hearing her lips form filthy words, I wasn’t backing down until she did.

“Let’s go.” I stood up and slapped her ass. “As far as location, we’ll fuck you wherever we want to and you’ll like it.”

“Well, I’ll be!” Sugar Moore gasped as she walked by and froze. “Are you sure you can handle these boys, Nellie?”

Nellie smirked. “You offering to take them off my hands if I can’t?”

Sugar threw her head back and laughed. “Oh, lord. That’s a heart attack waiting to happen. You’d better get them out of here before all their pheromones cause a riot.”

Nellie gripped my belt and nodded. “Yes, ma’am. I think that’d be best.”

CHAPTER 21

Nellie

Seth straddled his motorcycle and shoved a helmet at me. When he clocked my incredulous look, he scowled. “I’m not going to be the one responsible for your little girl growing up without her momma. Put on the helmet and get on.”

Huffing, I strapped the thing on and nearly tipped over. It was too big and too heavy but he was right, it was better than nothing. No matter if that’s how I’d ridden bikes for the past decade. Blade was protective of me but he didn’t care for helmets.

Seth caught me and held me steady as I climbed on behind him and wrapped myself around him. He reached back and gripped my outer thigh before starting the bike and pulling away from the bar. Henry and Woodrow were ahead of us but Seth didn’t slow down because he had cargo on the back. I tightened my arms around his waist, thrilled to feel the wind whipping past us.

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