part.”
“I want more than that,” I say, my tone firm hate it every time she says that friends thing.
“I’m saying it’s fine. If you have other girls at the laundromat that’s your business. If you have a thousand girls a night, it’s all cool.” She shrugs one shoulder, but it’s clear from her face that it’s not all cool.
“You think I have other girls?”
“Don’t you? You were very sure of yourself breaking into that back room.”
I take a deep breath. “Fuck. Yeah, I get into that back room all the fucking time. To read my book in peace when there are too many other people around.”
“Sure.” She narrows her eyes, as if she can’t quite believe it, so I make a cross over my heart. “But… You said to forget about what had happened.”
I can’t help myself. I start to laugh as I realize what she thought. “Oh, fuck, you thought that was for you?” I shake my head. “Robin, that’s…I meant that for Luann. She’s a fucking blabbermouth at the best of times and I don’t like anyone knowing my business. I told her that so she wouldn’t go telling all the guys at the club what she saw. Not that it worked…”
“What?” Her face goes red. “The other bikers know what we…” I nod. “And they know that…” I nod again. “Oh no.” Her hand goes to her face to cover her eyes, but her shoulders are rocking up and down with laughter. “They probably think I’m—”
“I set them fucking straight. I won’t have anyone thinking you’re anything but mine.”
“You don’t have to protect my honor, Rob,” she says, meeting my eyes.
“Yes I do. I have to protect you from everything that might hurt you. You’re mine, even if aren’t quite up to speed yet.”
She draws closer, pulling her bottom lip in between her teeth. “Such chivalry.” Her tone is sarcastic but there’s something more. “How can I repay you?”
“Dinner.”
“I’m not hungry anymore. Not for food, anyway.”
“Look Angel, don’t fucking tease. You get me started, I don’t know if I’m going to be able to stop.” I take a step back from her, but she just continues forward, getting inside my comfort zone and glancing down at the front of my jeans.
“Well, I don’t think you want to stop, judging by that thing.”
“That thing has a mind of its own.”
Chapter 9
Robin
There’s so many reasons I shouldn’t be here right now.
So many reasons I shouldn’t be doing what I think we’re about to do.
But none of that seems to matter right now.
All I can seem to think about, is his cock.
The next few minutes are a blur.
Hammer scoops me up, pulling me up and literally throwing me over his shoulder on a grunt.
“We’re going to do this,” he grits out as he strides through the door of the cabin and into a small bedroom with a simple bed, fitted with all white linen which is an odd contrast to the rustic, minimal structure.
He flips me off his shoulder and down onto the bed. There’s fire in his eyes. This man who has been at moments so sweet, so kind, but what I’m looking at now is more beast than human. Something has changed and I should be scared but I’m wildly turned on.
“Listen,” he starts, stripping the black leather belt from his jeans. “You’re my old lady now. You get that?”
It’s hard to believe this is me. I’ve always been so conservative, controlled. I never drank until my twenty-first birthday. I’ve only had one parking ticket. I never skipped school. Got my undergrad and law degree in five years with an overall GPA of 3.92.
So, what I do next, I don’t know where it comes from. But it feels right, and I decide to live in the moment and go with my gut, throwing caution out the window.
“I get it,” I answer, shifting up onto my knees and pulling my tank top over my head, tossing it into Rob’s chest. I lower my head, letting my hair hang down in my face while I bring my hands to the center of my back and unclasp my bra.
On a flip, I arch, throw my hair back and let my breasts free, then sling shot my bra right into Hammer’s face.
“You like putting on a show,” he rumbles, dropping his hand to the front of his jeans and gripping the length pushing out on the fabric.
“For you,” I answer, flopping down on my back, my head hanging just off the edge