Page 21 of Biker Daddies' Vows


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“I haven’t seen you around the apartment,” I blurted out. My desire to push things further was strange, but this man was so closed up and mysterious that it triggered my curiosity.

“I go home late and go out early. Sometimes I don’t sleep there.”

It didn’t take a genius to figure out that his not sleeping there meant he slept somewhere else. That he would be sleeping with a woman was another natural conclusion because, well, look at him. An image flashed of Rupert in bed, on top of a woman, his big body swallowing her up, his cock buried inside her and thrusting with abandon. Even without knowing him, I knew that intensity of his would translate to him being a beast in bed, someone with so much animalistic drive. He would wear her out, for sure, and he would do so over and over until the woman was crazy with pleasure.

I bit my tongue as my panties grew wet, and I stopped myself from rubbing my thighs together.

“Oh. Okay.”

How I managed to sound casual was beyond me. Before I could ask more questions and make a fool of myself, Sebastian came over, in a good mood.

“Hey, dear friends. What’s up?”

He stepped in between us, placing an arm around Rupert. Rupert brushed him off and gave him a blase look.

“Oh, nothing. Just watching you act brazen and make foolish choices.”

“There’s nothing foolish about my choices,” Sebastian scoffed. “And if you’re referring to me charming the customers… why, it’s important to the business.”

“Important, my ass.”

“You know, it’s a good thing I’m the manager and not you. Imagine you facing the customers with that perpetual scowl on your face.” Sebastian mock-shuddered. “They’d run away screaming.”

“Bite me.”

“Or crying. You’d call them a pansy for getting foolish drunk or not drinking enough.”

“Fuck you.”

“Yes, yes, or you’d tell them to fuck off.”

Sebastian grinned while Rupert glared and grumbled. Their banter was fascinating, and I could tell they were good friends. Still, having two hot men so close was doing things to my system, so I made the conscious decision to excuse myself and get back to work. Rupert lingered a bit, helping out, too, when a rush of Friday customers spilled in. I kept busy filling in the holes and doing what the servers missed. I felt someone watching over me and thought it was one of the staff checking how I was doing until I looked up and caught Rupert’s gaze.

My body responded immediately, erupting in tingles. My nipples hardened under my shirt, and it was a good thing that my shirt and bra were thick enough to hide it. Relief washed over me when the rush died down and he finally left, giving me the space to sort out my feelings. I knew I was attracted to Matthew from the get-go, but why was I so hot and bothered when Rupert looked at me? Then there was Sebastian, who didn’t even flirt with me but made me feel things.

What was going on with me?

“Take a break, my dear,” Darla said when she bumped into me. “And thanks for taking over that table. That customer’s pretty hardcore and I’m sure I would have gotten a complaint if you hadn’t been there.”

“You’re more than welcome, Darla.” I smiled at her, then joined Sebastian.

“How’s the feet?” he asked.

“Good. Thank God you guys don’t insist on a high-heel policy. Or heels in general.”

He gave me an incredulous look. “We’re not insane. We know how brutal it can be. Not that we forbid it or anything. If you’re into high heels, go for it.”

“No, thanks.”

He grinned. “Come on. I made a mix and I want to know what you think.”

We went behind the bar counter, staying out of Ricky’s way. I watched Sebastian stir ingredients in until the liquid in the glass was orange, then took a tentative sip. Pleasure rose.

“This is good. Decent kick with fruity and flowery tones. What is it?”

“I don’t know yet. I’ve been experimenting. Let’s just say it’s getting out of hand while also making me consider suggesting Matthew and Ricky to sell it.”

“Do it,” I urged. “It tastes good, and that’s enough for a lot of customers.”

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