Page 12 of Maximus

It was also a good excuse to be near Maximus. I was watching as he and Yardbird made quick work of bringing in the food. The way the muscles in his arms flexed, as he lifted the heavy pans, could make a grown woman cry. It’s me. I’m the grown woman. Good Lawd, the man was gorgeous. He was so hot he made my teeth sweat. If I didn’t find something else to do, and quickly, I might just jump the poor man’s bones right here in the kitchen in front of everybody.

“Gia, if you don’t peel your eyes off that man and come help me clean up, you’d better. What’s wrong with you? I have never, in the several months you’ve been here, seen you act like this over a man.”

Of course, she was right. When I arrived, I was terrified of these big bikers. My trauma was raw at the time. Now, after spending day after day among them, I was more comfortable around the brothers. They may have been criminals, but they were good men deep down. Not one of them would hurt me, and they all would put their lives on the line if I needed them.

“I can’t help it. Just look at him. I don’t know how else to explain it, except to say, yum!”

“Oh, I know what it is. You’re just too chicken shit to say it. He looks like he has a big dick. Look at that thing. Yes, God. I just know it’s big. At least ten inches. Maybe more. I got five that says he’s thick as a soda can too.”

I don’t know why it bothered me so much that Chili was looking at his crotch. I was fire hot, and not in a good way. There was no way a little thing like that should have bothered me. Except she was right. It did appear to be big… huge. I just didn’t want my friend thinking about his manhood. She may get the idea in her head to try and see it for herself. Then I may have to cut her. Literally.

“You are nasty. Stop looking at his area. Don’t you have enough men to play with? Why do you have to look at the one guy I like?”

Dag gone it. I didn’t mean to say that out loud. Now she was never going to let me forget. If I knew her like I think I did, she would be trying to either 1) play matchmaker, or 2) try to convince me to leave him alone. Neither of those things were ideal. I simply wanted her to mind her own business and let me handle Maximus.

“I knew it! This is going to be fun. I can’t wait to hook you two up.”

“Oh, no you don’t! Seriously, Chili. If you say one word to him or try to get us together, I will never speak to you again. I mean it! Stay in your lane for once. If it’s meant to be, then it will happen naturally. I don’t need the entire club all up in my business. Thank you very much.”

“Well, you’re no fun!”

“Chili!” I said as a warning.

“Okay, okay, I promise not to interfere.”

She rolled her eyes at me, but the huge smile on her face told me she was happy for me. She walked over to the fridge and booted out her butt as she bent over. Yardbird was not immune to her tricks, but it looked like Maximus was. He didn’t even look her way. That man had some real will power because Chili was half naked in those booty shorts she was wearing.

All through breakfast, I stared at Maximus. I thought I was being discrete, but Chili’s constant giggles told me I wasn’t successful. He glanced up at me a few times, and I tried to look away as if I wasn’t looking at him. Then he cleared his throat, causing me to look up. Our eyes locked, and we just sat there like we were the only two people in the room. Of course, that didn’t go over well because the men in the club can be a bunch of immature toddlers.

“Looks like Maximus has more balls than we thought. Too bad they’re gonna get chopped off if King catches him staring at Gia,” Digger called out to everyone’s amusement.

He was one of the prospects who was patched over last night and felt free to give the new guy a hard time. It made me both angry and embarrassed. One thing I hated was being the center of attention. Digger’s joke had put a spotlight on me. Maximus must have noticed that I was uncomfortable because he stood and came over to the table where I was sitting.

“Don’t let that assclown bother you. Listen, Yardbird and I are supposed to take you and your friend shopping. If you’re finished eating, I’ll be happy to get you out of here.”

I nodded my head, and before I could stand, Maximus took my plate and placed it in the sink. He then assisted me in standing by gently grabbing my elbow. Being that close to him made me dizzy. When he placed his big hand on the small of my back, my knees dipped a bit.Good golly, Miss Molly!The arousal was real.

Chili and Yardbird joined us in the SUV we used to pick up supplies from the store. It was the club’s vehicle, but mostly used by the ladies when we needed to make a run. The men hated being caged, as they called it, and usually took their bikes. However, King was not playing about my security, so he made the prospects cart me around. I wasn’t allowed to go anywhere without an escort.

It took an act of Congress for King to agree to let me go shopping. He had some of the girls get me things in the months before because I showed up at the clubhouse empty handed. However, I now had several paychecks under my belt, and I was ready to pick out my own clothes and things. I was in desperate need of a retail therapy session.

Because Maximus was new to the area, Yardbird pulled chauffer duty. That meant I had to sit in the back with the big man. They said something about it was better security wise if one of them was always next to each girl. I wasn’t mad at the arrangement. I tried my best to keep my leg from bumping into Maximus, but his long legs were stretched to capacity. I simply couldn’t avoid brushing up against him. It was delicious.

“Excuse me. I am sorry I keep bumping into you.”

I really wasn’t. I quite enjoyed feeling the sparks that ran down my spine each time our bodies made contact.

“Why don’t you just leave your leg leaning against mine. That way you don’t have to keep moving it,” Maximus growled at me.

He didn’t say much, but when he did talk, I was all ears. I lived for that deep baritone voice. I am ashamed to admit it, but the gruffness made me horny. If I was alone right now, I would be rubbing one out and yelling his name in pleasure. Boy did I want that to become a reality. Maybe with his hand doing the rubbing, instead of mine. He maintained eye contact with me until I couldn’t take it anymore and had to look away.

Chicken. Why couldn’t I simply tell this man I was attracted to him? Why couldn’t I muster up the nerve to lean over and kiss him until I was breathless? It was what I wanted, but I could never do anything like that. I was raised to be more modest in my behavior, but at times like this, I wish I had skipped that lesson. If I was more like Chili, I would have him wrapped around my little finger by now.

When I dared to look at him again, he was looking right at me. Had he been staring at me the whole time? Was he watching as I warred with myself? That wasn’t good. I did not need him knowing my inner thoughts and feelings. The way he sat back and watched everyone, I knew he was very astute. I bet he could even read minds.

We finally made it to the department store, and I couldn’t keep the smile from coming across my face. It had been such a long time since I had been shopping. I was giddy at the thought.

“Wait here until I open the door for you,” Maximus commanded.

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