Page 30 of Rubble (Macha MC 3)


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For the next two hours, Jupiter hauled ass, trying to beat Rubble at every game the arcade had to offer. She bested him in some, but he was the overall winner of the evening. With Rubble, their interactions weren’t forced or even awkward. He was a playful flirt, and she was truly herself. That truth made her realize all the years she’d lost because a man kept her down instead of encouraging her to thrive.

“You okay?”

Jupiter finished the last sip of her cola and tossed the can in the recycling bin. “Sorry, I spaced out.” She met Rubble’s curious gaze. “I’m okay.” The sounds of the arcade swarmed her. “Where’d everyone else go?”

Rubble glanced around the emptying arcade. “You really wanna know?”

She shook her head, suddenly realizing where everyone went. “No, I guess not.”

“Guess we should cash out before they close.”

Jupiter handed him the empty game card. “Actually, you can have my points. I doubt I have enough to get anything other than candy.”

“Normally, I’d refuse that, but I’ve got my eye on that emoji alarm clock.”

Following his gaze to the wall of prizes, Jupiter let out a loud laugh. “You aren’t what I expected.”

Rubble zipped up his club jacket. “What did you expect?”

He waved at the young kid who was behind the register turning off the games. They made it to the parking lot before she answered.

“The stereotypical biker, I guess.” She shrugged, a cold breeze taunting her light coat. “An asshole who chain smokes, only cares about sex, gets drunk, does drugs, and gets in tons of fights.”

Rubble moved closer, blocking some of the chill with his large stature. “I’m not a big drinker and I never do drugs.” He tugged the hood of her coat onto her head as the snow fell gently. “The rest I’m guilty of at times.”

“So, you’re an asshole who smokes, gets in fights, and is obsessed with sex?” Jupiter searched his eyes, their unique color holding her in place. The shivers down her spine weren’t from the cold anymore. They were from the desire written in Rubble’s eyes and her body’s reaction to it.

He laced his arms around her shoulders and dipped his head lower. “I think I won the bet, and that means you owe me a kiss.”

“Don’t change the subject.”

“I’m not.” Rubble nuzzled her nose with his, the moment singeing the air between them. Jupiter’s stomach flip-flopped at the connection. She shouldn’t want to kiss him. They barely knew each other.

“Which one are you the most, Rubble? The sex addict or fighting god?” She meant it as a joke, but her tone didn’t convey that.

Licking his lips, he stepped away and brushed a hand over his face. “Let’s get you back to the clubhouse.”

Defeat washed through her veins. “Rubble, I didn’t mean to upset you.”

He stopped in front of his truck and unlocked it. Turning, he managed a crooked smile. “You didn’t, baby girl.”

But I did.She pushed down her anxiety the best she could. He wasn’t Lyle. He wasn’t a typical biker either.He’s one of a kind.

Reaching for him, she grabbed both sides of his bearded face, pulling him to her waiting lips. His hands went to her hips, and he yanked her to him. Jupiter gasped at the primitive reaction. Tongue meeting his, she melted in his embrace. The frigid temperatures vanished the longer he overwhelmed her body and soul.

His hands drifted along her body, cupping her ass one moment and caressing her breasts the next. She moaned into his mouth, adoring the sensual electricity he amplified so easily until all she wanted was to lay him down in the parking lot.

Jupiter reached for his fly, but he put his large hand over hers to still their action.

“We can’t.” He pulled away, chest heaving and eyes glassy.

He was right of course. They couldn’t make love in a parking lot out in the open for anyone to see. Thrusting a thumb backwards, she already knew the answer but had to ask. It’d been a year since a man touched her. He was the one she wanted. The throbbing in her clit wouldn’t relent until he did.

“Your windows are pretty dark.”

He chuckled and snaked his arm around her waist, kissing her firmly. “With any other girl, I’d agree.” He cupped her cheek. “But I want you all to myself, Jupiter. I want to feel you come alive beneath me.” His eyes searched hers. “I want to hear your moans all night, not just in the backseat of my truck for a few minutes.”

She started to pout until he added, “But after that first time, you can bet your ass I’m gonna fuck you wherever we are.” He kissed her soundly once more. “We’ve got an early morning tomorrow.”

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