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His hand captured my other side, and he pulled me into his embrace before he palmed my ass with his large hands. He traced my lips with his with just enough pressure to tease me.

“So fucking much.” His words feathered across my moist lips, making a shiver run down my arms and legs. “I want to take you somewhere,” he said, pressing a soft kiss against my mouth and giving me a small taste of what I wanted.

“Right now?” I breathed, losing myself in him.

I would go wherever he wanted to take me—leave work behind without thinking about the consequences. That was what Koah did to me.

He chuckled, the dark, rich sound vibrating against my mouth.

“No. This weekend. I want to take you on our first date.”

I pulled back, confused. “Our first date? Haven’t we already gone on dates?”

Reaching up, he tucked the loose strands of my ponytail behind my ear. “No, baby. I mean a real date. Dinner and a movie. Hand holding and cheesy shit like that.” He smiled.

God, he was beautiful, especially when he smiled.

He wanted to date me, and it was cute. This was Koah Saint, badass biker god, yet there he was, sweetly kissing me and asking me to dinner and a movie like he hadn’t called me a slut and fucked my brains out.

I chuckled. “Okay, but I work Friday night.”

“Saturday?”

“Just the morning shift. I’ll be off by noon.”

He nodded before tucking his face between my neck and shoulder and breathing me in. “I’ll pick you up at six so you can rest first.”

I gasped, feeling a rush of hot chills dash down my body. “I’ll be ready.”

His lips brushed against my jaw, his warm breath rustling the hair at my ear.

“Wear a skirt and no panties.”

I grew light-headed, the rest of the building and the few diners we had fading away until all that was left was him, his words, and his breath against my skin.

“Yes, Sir.”

His eyes heated, and the muscles in his jaw jerked. “Yeah, I like that. Call me Sir next time I’m balls deep in your pussy.”

He pulled me in for a brief kiss before I could reply, and then he was gone, leaving me breathless with the sound of his bike cranking just outside the building.

“That was fucking hot.” Brenda chuckled, drawing my attention back to the space around me.

A couple in the corner stared at me, and the other server on duty, an older lady named Jill, shook her head like she was disgusted with me and returned to taking their order.

I blushed and grinned as I finished clearing my table.

THE REST OF THE WEEK was a blur of work and being ignored by Gracie. I kept my head down and focused, getting excited for a date with Koah. By his definition, this was the first time I had been on a date. Sure, we hung out and did stuff together, but he was picking me up from my apartment and taking me out to dinner and possibly a movie. I wasn’t sure what he had planned, but I knew it would be amazing no matter what.

When I clocked out on Saturday, I went home, showered off the Waffle House grease, and took a long nap. I set my clock to give myself time to get dressed, and when it went off, I woke with a smile. The grin stayed on my face while I curled my hair and put on the skirt I had borrowed from Sadie a few weeks before.

Rubbing my thighs together, I thought about the possibilities of being out with Koah and the things he could do to me under the dinner table. By the time he was knocking on my door, I was hot and ready to pull him inside and say fuck the date.

When I opened the door, his eyes captured mine before they dropped, skimming across my body and stopping at my legs. He bit his bottom lip and shook his head.

“Fuck, baby.” He pulled me out the door and into his arms.

His mouth came down on mine, and I lost my fingers in his hair. When I lifted my knee and rested it on his hip, his large hand curled around my thigh and held it there. Feeling the roughness of his jeans against my freshly shaved pussy pulled a low moan from the back of my throat.

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