Page 28 of Pit Stop

I hear his pants being zipped and then his footsteps as he moves closer to me.

“Let’s go. I’ll take you home.”

“But I’m not done with the night. I have hours left.”

“You are. You’re so fucking done. My guys and I almost got into it because your hot little ass is in this place. So you’re leaving. Now.”

I huff, but then bite back a moan when he starts to clean me up. The tenderness in the way he touches me undoes something inside of me.

When he’s done, he buttons my pants and wraps an arm around my waist. I lean into him, trying like hell to orient myself, but his scent is dizzying. I want to stuff my face into his armpit and inhale.

Of course, I don’t do that. I have some decorum. Even though I let him fuck me up against a wall in some makeshift sex shed in the back of this bar.

“I need to tell Rob where I’m going.”

“You can message him. We’re leaving.”

I huff a laugh but let him guide me outside, where the summer air is almost stifling. It’s so godsdamn hot. I hate it. I need it cool and wet.

I need to stop combusting every time Maverick is within sight.

“My bike is over there.”

I don’t want to go home to an empty house. Just hours ago, I didn’t want to leave and yet here I am, not wanting to go back.

“Yeah. Fine. Okay.”

He guides me toward his motorcycle and hands me the helmet. I pull it on my head before throwing my leg over the back and wrapping my arms around his torso.

The engine purrs beneath me, and I feel it all the way in my balls. My very empty balls.

I swallow as he pulls out of the parking lot, and I hold on for dear life as he drives me back to my place.

When we arrive, Maverick turns off the motorcycle and I hop off, unclipping the helmet and handing it to him.

“Thanks for the ride,” I say and push my glasses up my nose.

“Anytime, but seriously, Skye, you shouldn’t go to a bar like that again. Promise me.”

I roll my eyes and place my hands on my hips. “Tell me why not?”

His jaw ticks, and he glances away from me. “Because you are too fucking tempting. You have no idea what you were getting yourself into the moment you walked into that place.”

“Oh, really? Is that so? Because Tater seemed like a real gentleman.”

“He might have looked like one, but I guarantee his intentions weren’t anything pure or noble. And Red’s definitely weren’t.”

“Oh, but yours are?” My ass twinges at the memory of him fucking into me and I feel my cock perk up in my pants. It wants to go again. Damnable thing.

“At least you know that I’ll take care of you. Those men…” He swallows and his eyes flash to mine. “They’d wreck you. Red especially. There’s a reason he’s left his pack. There’s a fucking reason he’s here.”

I feel my heart pounding in my chest, and I shift on my feet, fury coursing through me.

“But you wrecking me was just fine though, hm?” I bite out, and he grinds his teeth.

“It shouldn’t have happened, but it did. You’re just…” His words trail off, and I huff in frustration.

“I’m what?”

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