Page 4 of Laying it Bare Biker Style - Grayson

“Why don’t you come home with me while you figure out how to lay low until you’re able to hide your injuries from your dad?” What the hell was wrong with me? I never brought home girls – except when I was passing them off to Ryder. I chuckled to myself. And it wasn’t like I was planning to fuck her. Not that I didn’t want to. Although she now seemed to at least tolerate me; I wasn’t convinced she wanted much to do with me.

She eyed me warily. “You came to my rescue and with the intent to use deadly force if necessary.” She gestured to where I had placed my gun. “Why did Jim allow you to carry that into the bar? And drink? Never mind.” She rolled her eyes and then winced. “He probably uses your assistance when needed.”

“He does.” I gave her a cocky grin. “But I don’t use it inside unless it’s to protect. Jim knows that.”

“I still don’t know you. Although Dani knows what you look like and can take your picture in case I disappear.”

“You won’t disappear. I won’t even make a move on you. Although you will have to share my bed considering we no longer have a spare room. We turned it into a nursery for my roommate and his fiancé’s new baby girl.”

Her mouth dropped open. “Wait. Your roommate has a baby?”

“Being judgy again.” My lips curled into a smirk so she knew I wasn’t mad at her outburst. “The baby is due in the next couple of weeks. We’re not all Neanderthals, Princess.”

“Maybe not, but you can’t possibly be doing this out of the goodness of your heart. I mean you come to a bar to pick up chicks. I’m not judging; that’s known fact. So if you take me home; you’re missing out on taking home some other chick. I’m messing that up for you. You have to want something in return.”

“You’re not messing anything up for me. I don’t take home chicks. I’ve never taken one to my place. I always go to theirs.”

Her eyes widened and her mouth gaped open.

She got what I was saying. Yeah, it surprised the fuck out of me too. And I was sure Ryder and Sage would give me shit for it too. “I offered to take you home. It’s not like you intentionally barged in on my night. If I recall, I tried to barge in on your night earlier.”

“Then you don’t expect anything in return. I come home with you and can sleep in your bed until I figure out how to hide my bruises from my dad, but you don’t want anything in return?” She raised an eyebrow at me.

Damn, I loved her sass and was dying to kiss that alluring mouth. “I don’texpectanything in return. I didn’t say I didn’t want. I wouldn’t turn you down. But you have to make the offer. I won’t touch you unless you want me to.” My lips curved into a cocky grin.

“I don’t have anything to wear. And I’m not walking around your place naked.”

Fuck, Brooke naked. She was a stunner in her tight jeans and flowing top. And she probably wore a matching lacy bra and thong underneath. I barely suppressed a growl. “Stop putting images in my head, Princess. Besides, Sage has clothes that will probably fit you. She’s been in prego clothes for a while now so she won’t miss a few outfits for a few days.”

“Okay. I’ll come home with you. It might be fun to befriendswith a biker. I might be able to work this to my advantage.” She gave me a roguish grin.

Fuck, that cheekiness was hot as hell.

But then my brain fixated on her wordfriendsand I inwardly groaned. Fine for today, but I was using these next few days to move into the much more category. Not exactly sure what that was. And once again, I was surprised my thoughts weren’t about claiming her pussy, but claiming the whole package.

“I changed my mind. I do want something in exchange.” I threw up my hand to stop her protests. “All I want is a kiss.”

Tilting her head to the side, she studied my face for a moment. Then she gave me a flirty smile that almost knocked me onto my ass. Pure temptress with a dash of innocence. It almost singed me where I stood.

Dropping my lips to hers, I trailed my hands down to her ass and squeezed, releasing a low groan. Her ass was amazing. Digging my fingers into the flesh, I pressed her belly into my hardening dick.

“Um, your hands are on my ass.” She murmured against my lips.

“I have to put them somewhere.”

“You could put them on my cheeks. That would be the gentlemanly thing to do.”

“Where’s the fun in that? Besides, I do have them on your cheeks. And make no mistake; I’m no gentleman. But you are safe coming home with me.”

“Even though you are grinding your dick into my stomach?” She had a giggle to her tone.

“Princess, you are a beautiful girl. If I didn’t have a boner there would be something wrong with me. And trust me; there is nothing wrong with me.” I smirked against her lips.

“Other than the fact that you think very highly of yourself.”

“It’s called confidence. And you have it pouring off of you in waves as well.”

“I’m still not having sex with you, Grayson.”

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