“You’re just trying to make me feel better because you want to get into my pants.”
“And what makes you think that?”
She laughed and turned to give him her full attention. “You’re just passing through. You’ve been on the road for a long time. I’ve dealt with a great deal of bikers in my time and they’ve been kind enough to tell me exactly what they’re looking for on that first night. You got in this morning. I’m not that bad at math. Also, you keep looking at me like that.”
“Like what?”
“Like you want to tear my clothes off.”
“Does that upset you?” he asked.
“No.”
“Then what are you thinking about right now?”
“I’m wondering if I should give you a chance.” She couldn’t believe she’d just said that, but it was out there in the open. The words had easily spilled from her lips.
She kept her attention focused on him.
Ape touched her leg. His fingers drifted up her thigh, going toward the apex. She didn’t stop him, and all it had taken was that one touch to make her feel so many different things. It had been a long time since she’d been with a man.
For the longest time, guilt had weighed her down.
This man. Her mysterious biker, he was releasing things within her that were getting hard for her to ignore with every passing minute.
Licking her lips, she put the bottle of beer down and thought about it. She could let him ride out of here and in years to come, maybe even hours after the fact, she’d be flooded with regret for not taking that single chance to be with him. Or she could be rash, take what she wanted, and still regret it.
There’s nothing for you to lose here.
All she had to do was gain.
Finishing her beer, she got up, grabbed her bag and Ape’s hand. “Come on,” she said.
For once, she was going to live and not think about all the reasons this was going to be a bad idea.
Chapter Two
Charlotte had a nice place.
Ape glanced around. She didn’t have a whole lot of furniture and there were no real roots put down. He couldn’t see a single picture of her or family. Nothing that could give away anything about the person who lived here.
He liked it. It was different.
She’d left him in the sitting room to go and freshen up. After removing his leather cut, he draped it over the sofa and kicked off his boots.
The sound of a door opening had him turning around, and he watched Charlotte come out of the bathroom, wearing a robe. She didn’t stop and stepped up to him. “Do you have condoms?” she asked.
“I’ve got them.”
“Good.” She grabbed his shirt and pulled him down. At first, he wasn’t exactly sure how to approach this. The last thing he wanted was for this woman to start screaming rape at him, but as she kissed him, he knew exactly what to do. Charlotte wasn’t giving mixed signals. Some women on the road had given some of his club brothers mixed signals.
Sinking his fingers into her hair, he pulled her close, smashing his lips to hers and groaning as he did so.
“You taste so good.” Sucking on her lip, he plunged into her mouth. Her hands moved up from his chest, wrapping around his head.
Running his other hand down her back toward her ass, he gripped the supple flesh. She was so soft and all curves, and he couldn’t get enough. He let go of her head and picked her up with both hands on her ass.
“Bedroom,” he said.
She pointed behind her and he moved in that direction. He was still wearing too many clothes. After kicking the door open, he placed her down on the bed. The robe she wore wasn’t doing a great job of keeping everything in. As he watched her, he removed the rest of his clothes.
Charlotte stood and opened up the belt. The robe fell from her shoulders in a delicate wave, and his cock answered the call.
Nice, big tits, and soft, curvy hips with more than a generous handful to hold on to. Ink decorated her body. There was nothing about her that wasn’t perfect. All he wanted to do was fuck her. To take her.
He put his hands on her waist, seeing the rose thorns up either side, and that was the ink he’d caught a glimpse of earlier. “You did all of this?”
“I drew it and got a friend to ink my body. He was good.”
Pulling her close, he kissed her hard, tasting her on his lips. He pushed her to the bed and spread her legs, cupping her.
She was already so wet for him.
Her moans filled the air and he broke from the kiss, trailing his lips down her body. He stopped at her tits and pushed them together, flicking his tongue across each peak before sucking it into his mouth.