Wirth (Dirty Aces MC #5) - Lane Hart Page 0,9

turning me on even more. Probably because I’ve never had a man worry about my safety, at least no more than rolling on a condom to make sure he doesn’t knock me up.

“I can take care of myself,” I say defensively. “And I have a younger brother who visits…”

What the fuck is wrong with me? Why did I tell him that? I’ve made it for nearly six weeks with the Knights without revealing as much information about myself.

“Glad there’s someone to look out for you,” Wirth says before he finally gets us on the road, taking it slowly. “Huh,” he mutters when we come to a stop a second later. “We could’ve walked.”

“Yeah, I know,” I agree. “But, ah, it’ll be easier to hop on and get to the store after.”

I climb off and hang his helmet on the handlebars to start walking toward my door, Wirth right behind me once he turns off his headlight.

“Right,” he agrees. “Wouldn’t do to run out of condoms.”

Spinning around to face him in surprise, I say, “How did you know that’s what I was going to get?”

“I read your lips from across the bar,” he says, staring at them now in awe like they’re the Holy Grail that he’s been searching for his entire life.

Goosebumps cause the hair down the length of my arm to go up at the thought of him watching me without me even realizing it. It’s a little…stalkerish, sure, but it also makes me feel safe and protected. That’s obviously how he saw Titus approaching me and trying to drag me up the stairs before he intervened.

“Relax, Romeo,” I say as I wet my lips with my tongue to enjoy the pained, yearning look on his handsome face. Grabbing the front of his belted jeans to pull him closer, I lean up to whisper in his ear, “You’re definitely getting your dick sucked tonight.”

Before I can pull away, his arm shoots out, reaching around to squeeze my ass cheek low enough that he also grabs the hem of my dress. So, when he presses forward, his fingertips drag through the crack of my ass, making me gasp because he moved so fast and is so, so close to my pussy.

Now, he whispers in my ear, “And you’re definitely getting your pussy fucked by my tongue. That’s the only way my cock will ever fit inside of you.”

I can’t figure out how to respond to that as his fingers find my thong and give it a sharp tug to pull it tight against my clit. I’m all out of teasing and jokes to call bullshit on the exaggeration of his size because I can’t think about anything but his face between my legs.

The only word I can verbalize at the moment is, “Okay.”

“Okay,” Wirth agrees, removing his fingers tangled in my thong to slap the shit out of my ass cheek that’s no longer covered by my dress. He hits me hard enough to make me jump as my palms fly out to grab his wide shoulders for balance at the same time my thong becomes soaking wet. “Lead the way.”

I would if I could, but it seems that this man, this biker who came out of nowhere, has short-circuited my brain with arousal so sudden and strong that my feet and legs can’t remember how to walk at the moment.

Chapter Five

Wirth

I can’t figure out if Maeve is having second thoughts after I slap her ass or if she’s turned on. She’s frozen in place for several silent seconds until a car horn honks in the distance.

Finally, she moves. Her palms slide down my chest and stomach, then her right hand cups my hard cock through my jeans.

“Jesus, you’re big,” she mutters as her eyes lower to my appendage. “You weren’t joking.”

“That a problem?” I ask Maeve.

Most men would love hearing women talk about how big their cocks are in awe, but not me. It’s usually the precursor to me trying to wedge it inside them and failing either because it won’t go or they change their minds and give me a hand-job instead, which is a poor substitute for fucking.

“God, no,” she says, squeezing her fingers around me one more time before she lets go to pull on the shirt under my cut. “Let’s go.”

We’re outside of her first-floor apartment a second later. Maeve retrieves a keyring from inside her purse to unlock the door and let us inside.

I only get to look around the tidy, minimalist space with