Hammer (Regulators MC 2)

Licking her plump bottom lip, she zeroes her eyes in on my hard cock bulging behind my jeans. “Where have you been, stranger? I’ve been hopin’ to see you all night.”

If any other broad said that to me, I would be nervous that she might be getting attached. I know I don’t have to worry about that with Jane, though. She’s been hanging around the clubhouse long enough to know I don’t want an ol’ lady. All I’m looking for is a place to get off. It might make me sound like an asshole, but at least she knows, with me, she will get off, too.

I reach my free hand over and grab the waistband of her jeans to pull her body flush with mine as I tip my head back and drain half my beer. Slamming the bottle back on the bar top, I get right to the point.

“Get naked,” I command, knowing she loves to give a show. She gets off on it. Who am I to deny her?

“Here?” A smile builds on her cheeks.

“Right here, right now, woman. If you want my cock and everything you know I’ll give you, then get naked.”

There is no doubt she’s getting wet from knowing there are five brothers and two prospects hanging around right now, along with her group of friends. I know that’s enough to make any woman skittish, but I’m betting she’s more excited than put off.

She bites her bottom lip then slides her hands down the front of her shirt and grabs the hem. Jane hesitates for a split second then pulls her shirt over her head.

She loves this cat and mouse game, waiting for more instruction. Her small pause is only building anticipation for us both.

She reaches for the button on her pants, but I shake my head.

“Nope. Now the bra. I wanna see your titties jiggle when you take off your jeans, darlin’.”

A couple of the men sitting around the bar laugh at what I said, and it makes Jane blush.

Her hands change directions and reach behind her back to unhook her bra. Once it is loose, she slowly slides the straps down until her bra is hanging off her arms and then lets it drop to the floor.

Her tanned, creamy skin glows in the low lights. I watch with hungry eyes as her two little, rosy nipples pebble up from the cool air.

Jane doesn’t wait for my next command; she immediately unbuttons and unzips her jeans. I watch as she slides them down her toned legs until they pool at her feet before she steps out of them. Now she is in front of me in nothing but her thong, which I can see is already soaked with her juices. I can’t wait to bury my dick into her tight walls and fuck the world away.

She closes the distance between us and softly rakes her nails down my chest through my shirt. “What now, Hammer? Are we really going to do this here, or are you ready to go somewhere else?”

A lot of the guys would take her back to a room or a dark corner. I’m not a lot of the guys.

Reaching up, I smooth the wild, blonde hair back from her face until I’m fisting it at the back of her head. Holding her captive in front of me, I make sure we are on the same page.

“If you want me, then you’re gonna take me the way I wanna give it to you. Tonight, that means right here, right now, where everyone can see just how good you give it back to me. Nobody will touch you except me, but they’re gonna see every dirty, delicious thing I do to your body. That bother you? Because if it does, let me know now, and I’ll end this.”

I know her answer before she gives it to me. I can see Jane’s pulse point pounding wildly in her neck and the heat in her eyes. She wants whatever I want to give her because she knows it will be the best she has ever had.

Jane nods her head.

As I slide my left hand down the front of her body until I’m cupping her satin-covered pussy, I growl, “that little head nod isn’t good enough for me right now darlin’. Give me the words, or I walk away.”

After moaning my name, she says, “Fuck me, Hammer. I’ll take it however you wanna give it to me.”

“Now that’s what I wanted to fuckin’ hear.” Slamming my lips down on hers, I kiss her breathless. I taste her mouth good, because in a few seconds, she’s going to taste a whole lot more of me.

Letting her go, I step back a little and pick my bottle of beer back up. “Thong’s sweet, woman, but lose it.”

She shimmies her panties down her legs, and I use my foot to pull one of the leather padded barstools away from the bar. Jane looks at the barstool then back at me.