Keeping Her - Jordan Marie Page 0,6
beat out to get between your legs.”
“I can’t decide if you’re trying to be an asshole or if that’s just who you are,” I laugh.
“It’s who I am, but don’t worry, I can already tell that you like it,” he says. Then he shakes his hand, his eyebrow cocked in challenge.
I shouldn’t do it. I know I shouldn’t.
I do it anyway.
I put my hand in his and reluctantly let him pull me from the table, all while reminding myself that I’ve sworn off men.
Damn it.
5
Grunt
“I’ve had a good day with you, Luke,” Jasmine says, and she sounds genuinely surprised. I guess I can understand that. I knew I was drawn to the girl, but even I have to admit that today was better than I imagined it would be.
“Go home with me and I’ll make it better.”
“God, you’re such a flirt,” she laughs.
“I’m not flirting, Red. I’m simply stating a fact.” I counter. Then, I step into her, closing the distance between us. The sweet smell of her surrounds me. She reminds me of wildflowers on a sunny day. “Come home with me and I’ll rock your fucking world,” I promise, bending down so that our lips are closer. Like this I can hear her audible intake of breath. With my hand on her neck like it is, I can feel a fine tremor that runs through her. She wants me, and she’s not going out of her way to hide it either. Jasmine is different than any woman I’ve ever met. She’s not shy, she’s definitely more direct. I like that. I admire the way she doesn’t try to hide what she’s feeling. I like it even more that she wants me.
I want her too. I wanted her before, but after spending the day with her, I want her even more. I’m fast approaching the point of no return. I have to have her, taste her and satisfy the curiosity she raises inside of me.
We spent the rest of the day together after talking in the park. I took her out for lunch, and we spent the rest of the day riding my bike and enjoying the scenery. Now we’re back where we started, standing a couple yards away from her Corolla. It’s a newish model car and a metallic flake blue color. It’s cute for a girl, but it doesn’t suit Red. She needs something racy.
Red is going to be a major problem. I mean, I’m not a man to have a chick on the back of my bike, but I wanted her there. Hell, I still do.
“I think you need to slow way down.” Her voice is quieter, almost as if she’s embarrassed to turn me down. I mean, fuck, I would have been fucking ecstatic if she had said yes, but I didn’t expect it. Jasmine is a strange mix of woman. She can bust your balls but seem almost fragile the next minute. Maybe it’s just a package she’s selling and not real, but whatever it is, I’m buying it.
“I’m good at going slow too, Red.”
“You realize I’m not the girl for you, Luke,” she drawls, her eyes narrowing on me.
“I think I’m a better judge of that than you are.”
“You’re crazy. I have to go. I’m going to be late and Mom and Dad are already giving me hell as it is.”
Jesus. Mom and Dad?
“How old are you?”
“Oh, I know that tone,” she laughs. “Is big-bad-wanna-be-biker afraid I’m jailbait?”
“Woman, there’s nothing wanna-be about me,” I grumble.
“You said you were looking to join up with Skull’s crew.”
“No, you just assumed that’s what I meant,” I correct her, and she stares at me and then shakes her head.
“Why do I get the feeling that you are very skilled at getting information and not giving any?”
“Because you’re smart,” I tell her, smiling. That’s something else that’s new. I’ve smiled all evening. Yeah, I’m seriously strung up over this chick. Prez is going to seriously kick my ass for not following the other girl today. I should worry about that, but I’m not going to. I don’t actually give a damn right now—probably because I’m thinking with my dick.
A throbbing hard dick that’s dying to get inside this sassy little redhead…
“Are you jailbait, Red?”
“What would you do if I said yes?”
“Back off, at least for now. I’ve done a stint in jail, don’t really have an inclination to go back any time soon.”
“Yeah, it’s not a fun place,” she says, her green eyes clouding.
“What does a pretty little