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With Aprilia at my back, we rode back to the clubhouse. I liked having her on my bike a little too much. Her thighs wrapped around me made me think dirty thoughts, like how it would feel if we were naked and facing each other. I imagined it would be pretty hot because of how she reacted to me before. This woman liked what she saw when she looked at my body and enjoyed my company. I thought she even got off on being snippy with me, which I found all kinds of cute. Shit, even though I promised Storm I’d be hands off, I wanted her in the worst way.
I turned the situation with her and Nicco over in my mind and couldn’t get things to add up. First, no man in his right mind would send his beautiful fiancée into a biker’s den. Even if he accepted that we were not a bunch of criminals who preyed on vulnerable women, there were enough single brothers to make any woman have second thoughts about marrying a fucking gangster. He had to know that sending her to us was a risky proposition.
Also, why give her a fake engagement ring? Fake ring screamed fake relationship. He could have bought her a nice, modest diamond that wouldn’t have drawn attention. It felt like he was intentionally signaling to us that they weren’t really engaged, that he wasn’t emotionally invested in the relationship or, God forbid, not planning to follow through with marrying her. Why would he give her a huge, obviously fake diamond engagement ring unless he was sending a message? Maybe he wanted someone to take Aprilia off his hands. If so, I’d jump at the chance to make her mine.
In trying to figure out if their engagement was fake or if Nicco was trying to foist her off on one of my club brothers, memories of her repeatedly referring to him as Sophia’s brother rose in my mind. If they were in love and planning to get married, why would she think of him as Sophia’s brother in her own mind? That was odd behavior that made me think she didn’t see him as her fiancé.
Then at the Twisted Metal roadhouse just now, she admitted that Nicco sent her here to act as liaison between our club and his family, but she somehow neglected to give him critical information about where their don kept his most valuable secrets. If Aprilia were really working with him to bring Diavonte down, wouldn’t they have schemed together before she came?
The cherry on top was the purely sexual way she responded to the sight of my body and how breathless and aroused she became when I got close to her. This woman was seriously attracted to me, and I for sure felt the same way about her. My gut told me it was more than sexual attraction, and that decided it for me. Drawing her closer was what my soul needed, and it could only make her more loyal to our cause. Maybe I was blinded by what I thought we could have together, but I wasn’t seeing a downside to advancing my cause with her. Just thinking about how amazing it would be if we were compatible made my dick hard.
When we pulled into the clubhouse, it was past noon. We headed up to our room to freshen up and talk about how the meeting with Steel went and what she intended to talk to Nicco about, making sure it covered all our concerns.
She followed me into our suite and the minute the door was closed behind us, she turned on me. “I didn’t like the way you got in my face about Steel’s offer of employment.”
“Being a cam girl wasn’t the issue. It was the way you responded, like Nicco wouldn’t blink an eye at you turning up naked using a vibrator on yourself on his favorite porn site.”
She leaned her back against the door, her hands still behind her back. It took her a minute to formulate a response. “You act like women should make every decision based on what the man in her life would think of it. I make decisions based on what’s important to me.”
I stalked closer, until I was standing right in front of her. “You absolutely don’t do that. You’re here because Nicco wanted you to come, not because hanging out with a bunch of bikers rocks your world.”
She gazed up at me and right before my eyes, she went from defiant to almost trembling. At first, I thought it was because I got too close too fast and she was afraid. Then I saw a slight blush creeping up her neck and noticed the pulse at her neck was visibly throbbing. She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and bit, as if to keep her from responding.
Suddenly, the atmosphere around us shifted and there was sexual tension where there had been only irritation before. This woman looked for all the world like a blushing virgin. That lit a ball of fiery lust in my soul. It didn’t matter that the probability of her actually being a virgin was practically non-existent. The fact that I provoked that response was what did it for me.
I took a step closer and put one hand on the door on each side of her body. She dropped her gaze and I saw her nipples grow hard through the thin fabric of her top. I inhaled and the scent of her shampoo filled my nostrils. I twirled a lock of her short hair around one finger and gave it a little tug. “You know something, cher? I don’t think you and Nicco are actually engaged.”
“You don’t know what you’re talking about,” she shot back weakly.
“Yeah, I do. You don’t talk about him or act like you miss him. You keep referring to him as Sophia’s brother instead of your fiancé, and respond to me like a sex starved vixen from another planet.”
Her head jerked to the side, tugging the lock of hair from my grasp. Still, she didn’t deny my accusation or tell me to step back.
“My best guess is your engagement is as fake as that diamond ring he slid onto your finger.”
“Leave Sophia’s brother out of this.” Her breathless, halfhearted response made me smile. She froze, as if she just realized that she had referred to him as Sophia’s brother again and was kicking herself for it.
Her hands came up to my chest, and just when I thought she was going to push me away, she fisted my shirt and pulled me down for a kiss. Feeling her lips against mine made up for every disappointment I’d ever had in my entire life. This moment was everything and I didn’t want to say or do anything to spoil it. Instead, I concentrated on making this the best kiss of her life.
I pressed my body closer to hers, and she clung to me like her life depended on it. Everything about Aprilia was a contradiction, one moment she seemed soft and innocent and the next decadent and all knowing. I took my time exploring her mouth, enjoying everything about this experience.
Both of her hands started tugging my T-shirt up. Shock roiled through my gut. Fucking hell, she wanted me naked. This was an unexpected stroke of good fortune if there ever was one. I slid off my cut and tossed it on a nearby chair. Within seconds my shirt was lying on top of it. That’s when Aprilia finally pushed me back. It wasn’t to get me away, though. It was so she could admire my body. Being a brazen fucker, I unbuckled my belt and opened the top button of my jeans.
Instead of telling me off, my little spitfire drifted closer as her eyes drifted down to the gigantic bulge behind my zipper. The beast was rowdy and getting overly eager. I could feel my cock jerk at the thought of her sliding her hand inside for a stroke. Instead, she gestured to the front of my jeans in an unspoken command to see what I was offering.
I shamelessly obliged her by taking down my zipper and pulling out my throbbing cock and heavy balls. She stared and stared. and stared some more without saying a word. I worried for a minute that she was punking me. Then her head came up and she pointed at my ginormous cock.
“What do you expect me to do with that?” she asked, looking awestruck.
I chuckled. “Not a damn thing until you show me the goods, cher.”
She went wide eyed. But I jerked my chin in a gesture for her to start shedding her clothes if she wanted a piece of me. Without even thinking about it, she started divesting herself of clothing one piece at a time. Watching her undress was like a visual feast. Aprilia was small but had an athletic build. I definitely liked everything she had to offer.
If I thought she was the kind of woman to waste a lot of time talking, I’d have been very surprised. She literally jumped into my arms. I caught her easily and lifted her while she wrapped her legs around my waist. This was a woman who knew what she wanted and went for it, no matter how much it made her blush.
She lifted her face to claim another kiss, but right before our lips touched, I asked, “You don’t believe in foreplay, do you?”
She slipped both hands from my shoulders up to cup my face. “Some other time. Right now, I’m turned on and aching for you.”
