Hacking the Biker's Code (Dogs of Fire Savannah Chapter #6) - Piper Davenport Page 0,25
“Every day. I tell him every day.”
“You talk to him every day?”
She blushed. “I think we need to change the subject. Let’s dance!” She stood on wobbly legs and Jasmine chuckled, standing and steadying her before they made their way to the dancefloor.
“That girl’s in love with a man she’s trying desperately to ignore,” Quin mused.
I grinned. “I can’t wait to see what Mouse does going forward. I mean, if Rabbit wore me down, then Kennedy should be a breeze.”
“That’s the truth,” Willow said, and I laughed.
We joined Jasmine and Kennedy on the dancefloor and partied until we could barely stand.
Parker
BY THE TIME I walked into the barn with the rest of the women, I had leveled down from drunk to super tipsy and a little tired. We’d closed the club down and I was sweaty from all the dancing, which meant, I was feeling the cold.
Rabbit met me in the great room, wrapping a blanket around me. “Oh my god, how did you know I needed a blanket?” I asked, falling against him.
“Baby, you texted me forty-two times that you were freezing.”
I widened my eyes. “I did not.”
He grinned. “Okay, twice.”
“That sounds more accurate.”
“How ya feelin’?”
“Like I always feel after drinking copious amounts of wine.”
“You only drank wine all night?” he asked.
Wine made me happy, lots of wine made me horny. I smiled slowly, licking my lips. “I sure did. Lots of it. Whatya gonna do about it?”
“I’m gonna take you to bed and make you feel even better.”
“I like that idea, honey. Let’s go.”
He grinned, lifting me in his arms and carrying me up to his room. He set me on my feet and pushed open the door, stepping back to let me walk in first.
I couldn’t stop a gasp. “Oh my god, Zane…”
He’d lit my favorite candles, filling the room with the scent of banana bread and casting a romantic glow across the room. It looked like he’d changed the sheets and turned the bed down, placing a couple of chocolates on the pillows. “Are you for real right now?”
He closed the door and wrapped his arms around me from behind. “I take it you approve?”
“So much so…,” I said twisting in his arms and letting the blanket fall to the floor so I had full range of movement, “I’m not wearing panties.”
“When did you take them off?”
“Don’t worry, I took them off in the van on the way home.”
His quiet hiss made me smile and he lifted my skirt, kneeling in front of me and tonguing my clit, before standing again. “We’re gonna take this off but you’re gonna leave your shoes on.”
I nodded and he unzipped the back, sliding my dress off my shoulders. I was completely naked underneath and I bit my lip as he ran his tongue over a nipple.
Moving his mouth to my neck, he pushed my dress over my hips, and I let it fall in a puddle on the ground. “I thought you wanted to fuck me in the dress?”
“I changed my mind,” he said.
I shivered as he slid his hand between my legs and fingered my clit.
“You still cold?” he asked, stroking my pulse with his other hand.
I shook my head, reaching for the waistband of his jeans. “I want you naked.”
He grinned, kneeling before me again. “I’m not ready for that yet.”
His tongue whispered over my clit and I groaned, weaving my fingers into his hair.
“Spread, baby.”
He held me steady so I could spread my legs, then ran a hand up the inside of my left thigh. “Jesus, you’re beautiful.”
“Zane?”
“Yeah, baby?”
“Can we skip the foreplay, please? I really need your dick inside of me.”
“Yeah, Pebbles. Over the chair?”
“Oh my god, yes,” I hissed, and he rose to his feet.
He chuckled, removing his clothes as I stepped to the chair by the window.
“Assume the position,” he demanded, and I bent over and anchored my hands to the arms.
He gripped my hips and slid slowly into me and I pressed back against him taking him deeper.
“Jesus, baby, this is gonna be quick.”
“You can go slow later,” I rasped, and he slammed into me over and over until he let out a grunt and his dick pulsed inside of me. I’d barely had a chance to get riled up.
Pulling out of me, he kissed the back of my neck, then lifted me and carried me to the bed. Setting me gently on top, he pulled off my shoes, and hovered above me. “How are you feelin’?”