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This isn’t the way I fantasized he’d want to protect me.
His voice grows louder as he turns, our faces just inches apart.
“Did it not occur to you that the auction was moved to a sex club for a reason?”
Any threads of my fantasy that were hanging on unravel. Is he going to chastise me for the four hours he won? This isn’t the kind of tongue-lashing I hoped for.
Six
Sean
Themembersofthemotorcycle club barely glance at Bianca. They’re looking for someone and she isn’t that person. Their dismissal of her puts Mark at ease enough that I get the car unlocked, the passenger door open, and convince him to put her inside.
He buckles her seatbelt. I rub the back of my neck, waiting to see if he’ll go for a kiss. I’m the only one who admitted to wanting her. I’m clearly not alone in my feelings though, and that complicates every fucking thing.
Crisis averted for now as his bulky torso backs away from the car, no kiss.
I say, “Carl, you drive Mark home, that’ll give everybody a chance to cool off.”
“I don’t need time to cool off,” Mark says.
“Then why are your fists clenched?”
He furrows his brow and lifts his hands, surprise barely hidden on his face as he flexes his fingers. Mark’s voice fails to ease. “It was all falling apart.”
“Stop. You’re scaring her. Can you see that this is not the look of a woman who’s pleased? Do you know what that looks like?”
My phone dings. I glance at the screen.
Mark takes a jab at me. “Is that one of the many women you’ve pleased?”
In the dim lighting of the parking lot, can he tell that my glare conveys, ‘Not in front of Bianca’?
I turn the spotlight back on his asshole behavior. “Nothing’s falling apart. You made a giant donation. You’re fabulous. You should be happy you won Bianca, and we’re taking her back to our place.”
Carl huffs. “Come on Mark. You need to chill.”
Mark steps toward Carl’s car while pointing at me. “Don’t try anything. We’ll be on your tail.”
I slip into the driver’s seat and set my hand on Bianca’s in a semi-friendly gesture. “He’ll calm down. He was just trying to protect you.”
“I’m an adult.”
“That’s the problem.” I work my fingers around her palm.
“Can we just drive quietly?” She squeezes my hand.
Why do we fit so well? The backs of my fingers touch her thigh.
My cock shifts into Erection mode, and I have to take my hand off hers so I can shift the car into Reverse then Drive.
True to Carl’s word, he stays on my tail.
I resist the urge to reach up and brush her cheek, cup her chin, pull her closer, and plant a kiss on her lips. They’d see that through the back windshield for sure.
We arrive home at the same time and file into the elevator. The silence makes the elevator ride last about an hour longer than normal even with the keycard that takes us directly to the top without stopping at any other floors.
The doors open and Bianca steps to the left towards mom’s penthouse.
