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“You will be if you want to continue working here or I’ll call Daddy and tell him what you’ve been up to. Let’s see how fast I can make his head spin when he finds out his little girl is working at a biker bar.”
My mouth dropped open. “You can’t do that!”
Getting close to my lips, he roared, “Try me.”
“So what? If I don’t agree to your lie than you’re going to rat me out like a fucking snitch?”
“At the drop of a dime.”
“How do you even know who my father is?”
“All I need to do is make a call and I can know what your social number is.”
My chest rose and fell, fuming with hatred for him. “This isn’t fair.”
“Like isn’t fair, sweetheart.”
“Oh, trust me. I’m fully aware.”
His gaze softened, hearing me say that as his eyes narrowed in on my eyebrow scar. Once again in a short amount of time, this man showed me another side to him I didn’t know existed.
It didn’t last long, he blinked, and it was gone.
In its place was anger, but also worry.
Which made the fight inside of me dwindle a little.
“Why do you care so much about what happens to me? You don’t even know me.”
Nothing.
Not one word.
Complete silence…
Only confusing me that much more.
Hayes
I needed to shut this shit down real fucking quick.
Trying to stay focused on the task at hand, I asserted, “These are my rules, Haven. You’re either mine at this bar or you won’t work here at all.”
“You think pretending to be my boyfriend is going to keep guys away from me?”
“I don’t think, I know.”
“How?”
“Because, sweetheart. No one will fuck with you. If they do, they’re fucking with me, and no one wants that.”
“Why? I thought you weren’t a one percenter?”
“Don’t use words you don’t understand.”
“Then explain it to me.”
“What’s the point? You’re not going to fucking listen.”
I pushed off my desk, backing away. I needed some distance from her for a second.
“You are by far the most complicated person on the planet. I can’t believe you’d even want to pretend to like me when it’s obvious you don’t.”
“Are you fishing for compliments? What do you need to hear, huh? You want me to tell you you’re as pretty as a peach?”
“Only if you mean it.”
I scoffed, holding in a grin. “You know I do.”
She blushed. A subtle flush crept across her face. “If I agree to your terms…”
“If?”
“Yeah.”
“You’re making demands now? Know your audience, Peach. I don’t want you working here. You have no leg to stand on.”
She jumped off my desk, striding toward me like she was grown. Once she was in front of me, she placed her hands on my chest, backing me into the leather couch behind me.
I wanted to know how far she’d take this. It was only reason I let her feel like she was in control. Slowly, she sat me down on the sofa to sit on my lap with her pussy right on my cock.
“Is this how we’re going to pretend to be in a relationship, Hayes? Do I have to fuck you too?”
I grinned. Unable to hold back that time. “Sweetheart, you wouldn’t be the one doing the fucking.”
She sucked in a breath.
“You nervous, Haven?”
“Maybe.”
“Why?”
“Because of you.”
“I make you nervous?”
“Sometimes.”
“Why do you think that is?”
“I don’t know.”
“Yes,” I coaxed, “you fucking do.”
My grip was on the back of her neck, tugging her lips to meet mine before I realized what I was doing. She was the first woman who had the power to make me lose myself.
For a man who lived and breathed control, losing it was a very dangerous thing.
Her lips were soft, gentle, taking me in. Attacking every last fiber of my being with each stroke of her tongue. Never once letting up on her sweet torture of rocking her pussy against my dick.
She moaned and I yanked her head back by her hair at the nook of her neck to look deep in her eyes. She gasped as her lips parted.
Turned on.
Willing.
Wanting.
“Who do you think you’re fucking with, Peach? Acting all grown when we both know you’ve never been touched.” I thrusted my hard cock against her, jerking her head back further for me. “You feel that?”
“Yes…”
“Is that a good enough compliment for you?”
She was vulnerable and at my mercy when she was still fully clothed, and the thought alone made my dick twitch.
“Did I say you could touch me? Always doing what you want, never fucking listening to a word I say. No matter how many damn times I tell you.”
She smirked. “You like it.”
“Is that right?”
“Yes.”
“I could fuck you now and you’d let me.”
Her eyes gleamed with nothing but desire for me.
“But let’s get one thing straight, you agree to be mine in this bar,” I vowed.
I didn’t want to hurt her, but it was the only way I could keep her at distance.
