Page 4 of Property of Big Daddy

Cecilia shoving two fingers in her mouth to create an ear-piercing whistle to capture the bartender’s attention breaks our staring contest.I look away, hoping he can’t see the blush creeping across the apples of my cheeks.

“Two redheaded sluts,” Cecilia orders our shots of Jägermeister mixed with cranberry juice and peach schnapps.

Out of the corner of my eye, I can tell the guy next to me is checking me out.It’s been a while since I’ve attempted to flirt with someone.Bikers aren’t my usual type, but maybe this guy next to me can change my mind.He’s the total opposite of Thad.He’s everything Thad hates, and that makes him the perfect man to take home with me tonight.

Chapter Two

“Cheerstomenwithdicks as big as their attitudes.”The chick next to me at the bar clinks her glass with that of her friend.I let out a chuckle and shake my head.

The hotter one of the two glances at me as she licks her lips and downs her shot.I don’t know why I’m checking her out.She’s too damn young for me.That much I know, but I can’t deny I’m wondering how her pretty red lips would taste and how they’ll look wrapped around my dick.

I only stopped by to have a drink with my nephew, Tree, but plans can change.I take another hard look at her, trying to guess her age.Under thirty but not early twenties either.Fuck me.She looks to be about the age of my niece, Lucie.Probably graduated together.

My fucking luck.

I continue to watch her as she dances to the hard rock, competing with the noise of the conversations happening around the room.She’s got silky, long, dark hair I’m dying to run my fingers through the softness of that frames her heart-shaped face.Everything about her oozes sexiness.From the revealing top she’s wearing to the way her jeans hug her ass and the sultry way she moves her hips when as she sways to the music.

I’d love to take her to Legends, the strip club I own, and have her give me a private show.The woman can move.

“Next round is on me, ladies.”

The one closest to me smiles.“Thank you…”

“Big Daddy.”I hold out my hand.

A giggle escapes her lips, and she presses her fingertips there, trying to suppress the infectious sound.

I pull my hand back and pick up my beer.“Or you can call me BD for short.”I take a quick drink.They say there’s a first time for everything and meeting this beauty and the attraction I’m feeling toward her is something I’ve never experienced.

I’m in my late forties and no stranger to carnal lust.Hell, that’s what landed me in the situation of being married to my wife when I was young, dumb, and full of cum.This is different.I’ve never believed in love at first sight, but maybe this tempting woman will prove me wrong.

She intrigues me in a way I have no explanation to define it other than lust, but that doesn’t quite capture whatever this is.I know I want her in my bed tonight and I’m not leaving here without her on the back of my bike.

Something I never do.When I pick someone up, I usually follow them home.I never invite them to ride bitch with me.But as I watch her laugh, that’s exactly what I crave.

“I’m Gwynee and this is Cecilia.”

“Pleasure is all mine.Hey, Randy.Put whatever they want on my tab.”

Her pretty dark green eyes widen as she tries to argue.“I can’t let you do that.”

“The hell he can’t,” her friend shouts, clamping a palm over Gwynee’s lips, earning her a playful bite.

“The proper response is thank you, but I wouldn’t be offended if you want to show gratitude another way.”

“And what way would that be?”She shoves her girlfriend off and raises a brow at me, throwing a bit of sassiness at me.If she thinks a smart mouth will put me off, she’s mistaken.I love a challenge.

“I’m sure I can think of something.”I knock back the rest of my beer, spotting Tree walking in our direction.“It was nice to meet you, Gwynee.I’ll let you know when I’m ready to collect.”Her mouth opens like she’s about to quarrel with me some more, but I shoot her a wink and move off to the back tables so I can talk business with my nephew.

He’s my older sister’s boy.We call him Tree because he’s so damn tall.Fucker towers over me and that’s saying something because I’m a big motherfucker.

“You’re late,” I grouse.

He lifts a shoulder and doesn’t offer an excuse.I signal the server to bring us a couple of beers.Tree glances back at the bar.“Who’s your friends?”

“Nobody for you to worry about.”

“Maybe I want an introduction.”

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