“Thinking of slowing down on that.” I bite into her flesh. “My girl tells me smoking is bad for me.”
“She sounds like a smart woman,” she remarks.
“She is,” I say, spinning her all the way around. Fuck me, she’s gorgeous. “And she’s fucking prettier than sin itself.”
Mia beams and reaches up on her tiptoes to kiss me.
“They had the kind of bourbon you poured all over me,” she says, possibly louder than she intended.
The women dancing to our left choke back laughter as they hear her.
I fan my fingers across Mia’s lower back and pull her tight to me. “You need to slow down,” I order in her ear. I need her conscious so I can tie her up later and push the medium-sized plug into her ass, then fill her clenching cunt with my cock until dawn.
“I’ve only had three drinks, I’m not drunk… No, wait, four.” She taps her chin, right over her scar, thinking.
I can’t help myself. I bend down and kiss the scar on her chin while she presses those full tits into my chest and my cock presses against her waist in return.
“I’m celebrating,” she insists with a contented sigh.
“Oh yeah, what are we celebrating?”
“Some biker king popped my cherry, and I can’t stop thinking about him,” she purrs.
“You wanna point him out so I can snap his neck?” I ask, giving in, feeling warmer and lighter than I’ve ever felt with anyone. I haven’t even been drinking, but Mia intoxicates me.
“Yep,” she giggles, enunciating thePand then licking her full, red lips. She looks around. “I was hoping to find him. Have him show me around this pretty property…maybe someplace we could be alone—”
Fuck me.
Even though she’s joking, just the idea of her with anyone else drives me crazy. I squeeze her ass so hard she moans. “All right then, let’s go find him, so I can feed him his own cock,” I growl jokingly.
She giggles as she pecks at my jaw. “Are you this touchy about all your conquests,Prez?”
I’m rock fucking solid right now just from the sound of her flirty, raspy voice.
“Just you, brat.”
Mia lowers her eyes then glances back up at me. “I can feel how hard you are right now.” Her voice is a whisper but clear as day as the music thumps beyond us. She stands on her tiptoes again, raking her fingers through my hair, and my dick stiffens further as she playfully bites my neck.
She gets fucked a few times and suddenly turns into a little nymph. Fuck, I can’t wait to see what she’s like in a month…a year.
“Follow me,” I whisper gruffly, grabbing her hand.
My meeting with Sam can wait. I made the decision for her to come first the moment she called mePrez.
Chapter 41
Mia
We make our way through the drinking, smoking, dancing, laughing crowd toward the edge of the property. There are people making out, men showing off their bikes, and women downing shots while music rages on from the band that’s pretty damn good. The whole vibe is that of a brotherhood, yet there’s still an undertone of darkness and unpredictability.
If I’m honest with myself, it’s that hint of fear that drives me. That little bit of danger. It runs in my blood. The same fear and danger my father chased are what Mason now chases, and that craving must live in me too.
“Where are we going?” I ask. We’re in a field of peach trees, and the party turns to background noise. The grass crunches under my sandals.
“To see the stars, goddess,” Aiden says, gripping my hand tighter. The music is quieter now, and just when I think the peach trees will never end, I see a clearing with sweet corn growing on tall stalks only weeks away from harvest. Poplartrees surround the field, tall and looming in the shadows of the night.
“Wh-where are we actually going?”
