Using the Biker
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“You think you can?”
“I’ve been in this town my whole life. Believe me, I’m adorable. I happen to like this job.” She shrugged. “Jo moved into her new apartment. The house went through faster than she thought, and she’s finally free of her dickface ex.”
“She wasn’t free before?”
“No matter how many spare keys she took from him, he always seemed to get inside the house.”
“They’re divorced.”
“It doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt him in some way. Sure, he was cheating, but some lawyers like to have a certain image. Jo created that idea of Mitch being a family man. The kind of guy you could rely on. But look at you—thinking about her at work when you should be focusing on the car.”
He closed the file, handing it to her. “The last couple of worksheets, I want you to reorder all the parts again. They paid for work that wasn’t done properly.”
He went to walk away, but Mandy slapped a piece of paper against his chest.
“Just in case you want to see her.” She jumped off the counter.
“She said anything about me?” he asked, hating himself the minute the words left his mouth. He didn’t give a fuck what anyone thought or felt.
Mandy chuckled. “She asked how you’ve been. If there have been any women sniffing around you. She’s interested, Doc. Question is, what are you going to do about it?”
“I’m taking a break.”
He threw down his cloth, heading to his bike. Glancing down at the address, he took off without a moment to question the reason as to why he was doing this.
Parking his bike, he made his way over to the apartment block. After locating her floor and her room, he knocked.
“Just a minute.”
He heard her move around, and then finally, the door opened.
The moment she saw him, surprise flashed across her face.
“Doc.”
“Mandy told me you moved.”
“Yeah, it was a quick, spur-of-the-moment thing. You want to come in?”
She opened the door, and he stepped over the threshold. Her face was flushed. Her blonde tresses were pinned up above her head, and it had only been a couple of days.
He grabbed her around the waist and pressed her against the door, lifting her arms up.
“What are you doing?”
Doc slammed his lips down on hers, silencing any protest as he kissed her. Biting down on her lip, he heard the whimper but didn’t care.
Breaking the kiss, he stared into her blue eyes.
“I missed you.”
“This was supposed to be casual.”
“It still is. Doesn’t mean I don’t want what I want.”
“And what is it exactly that you want?” she asked.
He kept her hands pinned above her head as he slid his palm down to cup her large tit.
“I want to have a bit of fun.”
“I thought that was what we were having, Doc. Some fun.”
He stared at her. “You can’t fuck anyone else.”
“You’re staking your claim?”
“Yes. No one else and the fun continues.”
“What about you?” she asked.
“Me?”
“Yeah. You think I’m just going to take orders from you and not expect you to be exactly the same? Your other women may work like that, but me, I don’t. I want the same from you.”
He sighed. “Consider it done. You better be enough for me.”
She pulled her hand from where he held her still, cupping his dick. “And you better be enough for me, Doc.”
“Works both ways?”
“You got it.”
He laughed, and picking her up, he carried her across the apartment. The only reason he knew where the bed was that he saw it as her doors were all open. Her apartment was trashed, but he’d help her sort through that once he had his fill of her.
Chapter Six
Jo’s second biker party was very different from her first experience. This one, there were a lot more bikers, and Doc didn’t let her out of his sight. Drinks were brought to her by other members or some of the women. She never drank any from the women of the club. They’d been giving her the evil eye ever since Doc had brought her around to the club and officially declared her as his.
She didn’t entirely know what that meant, but the men gave her wide berth. She didn’t think it meant she had some kind of rotten disease, but the way the men acted, she couldn’t help but wonder if that wasn’t the case.
Still, the nights were spent with them using each other, and she rather liked seeing Doc lose control. The moment they were alone, all bets were off, and they were incredible together.
She hummed to herself as she glanced around the clubhouse’s back yard. She tapped her foot to the tune of the music and smiled when she saw Mandy finally arrive.
Her best friend approached, looking sexy as hell.
“Look at you.” Jo made to pull away, but Doc gripped her arm. “I just want to say hi.”