She turns around so her ass is against me now. My hands roam her back and when she leans back on me, I push her hair out of the way and suck on her neck. She likes what I’m doing because she begins rubbing her pussy harding against me.
“Is your pussy as wet as mine?” I ask, my fingers lightly and slowly moving up her thighs.
“I won’t even charge you, just take me back to a room,” she moans out.
“This is hot,” Zane whispers in my ear. I snap my head toward him and find him smiling. “This something you wanna do or you want me to bring you over the edge. Either way, I’m good with it.”
I chew my lip, the idea of being with her fading now that Zane is here. “I appreciate the offer, but how about a rain check,” I whisper, pulling back from her.
She turns her head and when she sees Zane, she jumps up. “Hey, Z,” she purrs.
“He’s mine, sweetheart, but if you get me wet like this again, I might let you sample what is his.”
Zane lifts me up and I wrap my legs around him. “Babe, I was watching for a while. That was fucking hot. Made me hard. So now we both need to finish what you started,” he says, walking us toward the back.
I glance over my shoulder and give the girl a smile. She smiles back and goes back to the stage. I might not have taken her back here, but I’ll be thinking of her when Zane has his mouth on me.
I wake up deliciously sore from last night. We both went crazy on each other, both turned on from the same girl. It was the hottest, dirtiest sex we’ve ever had. I roll over and smile thinking I can’t wait for more.
“Morning,” he rasps behind me.
“Morning,” I whisper.
He pulls me to him, keeping his arm around me. “I’ve got a few things to take care of today, but tonight we’re having a Souls party. Can I trust you to get another chick on your lap?” he asks laughing.
“After last night, fuck yeah,” I say, laughing with him. I roll over to face him and kiss his lips. “I’m not gonna ask what you have to do, I know better, but will you be long?”
“There’s no more secrets with us, babe. If you want to know where I’m going, you just need to ask,” he whispers, kissing my nose.
Part of me wants to know and part of me doesn’t. I decide to stay in the dark, it’s for the best. “I don’t need to know.”
He grins and tucks my hair behind my ear. “I’ll be gone a few hours. I’m gonna drop you off with my mom. She said she needs someone there that isn’t a prospect.”
I lift my eyebrow and back up a bit to see his face better. “You’re having me babysat?”
He laughs and it kinda pisses me off. I try to pull away but he holds me tighter to him. “I’m not having you babysat. I’m keeping you and my mom safe. I will always do that.”
“I’d rather go back to my place and clean it up,” I say.
“That’s not gonna happen,” he says, his voice strong.
I manage to get out of his arms and I sit on the edge of the bed, keeping my back to him. “I don’t want to live like this,” I whisper.
“Live like what?”
I take a breath and look at him through the mirror on the wall in front of me. “My whole life I’ve had to do what my father said. No matter how malicious, how brutal, how heinous. I’ve never had choices, Zane. I was forced to do almost everything. I won’t do it anymore.”
He kneels behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. His deep blue eyes find mine in the mirror and he kisses my head. “Babe, I’m not forcing you to do anything. I’m protecting you. There’s a huge fucking difference. But, if you want to go to your place, I will send Porter with you.” I go to interrupt, but he keeps talking. “I’m willing to bend, not fucking break. Porter goes with you or you go to my mom’s, your choice.”
He gets up and starts getting dressed. I watch him through the mirror. His light brown hair is a mess, falling into his face. The dark shadow of his unshaved face draws more attention to his full lips. The muscles on his arms flex with each move he makes. Even as his body is covered with clothes, he’s still fucking hot. His jeans fit him just right, the white tee shirt stretches across his solid chest, and when he slides his cut on, I feel my panties getting wet. The black leather with his club symbol on it, has always been a turn on for me. Even as a kid, I knew he would wear it with authority one day.
“You okay?” he asks, pulling me out of my thoughts.
“Yeah,” I say, standing up. I wrap my arms around him, just needing to feel him close.
As always, he doesn’t disappoint. He squeezes me tight, making me relax. “You sure?” he whispers, kissing the soft spot below my ear.
“Yeah, I’m sure,” I say, feeling like maybe for the first time, I might actually be.
Chapter 13
Zane
Harper walks in Souls with Porter. I nod to him as he heads over to the bar. She walks toward me and my dick presses against my zipper. Her normal jeans and black shirt are gone, replaced by a short black skirt and a red shirt that dips low in the front showing off her great tits. She’s got boots on that hit just below her knees, her hair is curled, and I notice the
