“Thanks for the drink.” I lick my lips and start to leave when he stops me.
“What’s your name?”
“Telling you would spoil the moment.” I wink and follow Tina toward the door. I attempt to fight the urge to look back and lose the battle. Sweet Lord. I lift my head up glancing over my shoulder. I meet his heated gaze, getting a good full look at the man. He’s tall, like tall enough I could climb him like a tree. He’s got muscles and tattoos for days as he folds his arms over his chest and stares me down in challenge. His dark hair lays over his forehead and his green eyes seem to shine with curiosity. Heat travels up my neck and spreads over my face. The way he is looking at me I would bet he is imagining what I’d look like in a lot less than the tight jeans and ripped black top I am wearing. It has little cuts over my cleavage. The dark dusting of stubble on his jaws would tickle my thighs.
I don’t know what makes me do it, but I start back in his direction and wrap a hand around the back of his head and pull him down. On my tip toes, I press my lips to his. I hear someone whistle but ignore them. The taste of liquor stains my tongue as it glides along his. A strong grip seizes my hip right above the waistline of my low-cut jeans, and I love the rough feel of his fingers too much and catch myself letting out a moan. Ending the kiss, I pull back and say, “Maybe we’ll meet again sometime.”
“Maybe we will.” He smirks at me, and I go back to the door where my group is waiting for me.
“What the hell was that?” Tina hisses in my ear.
“I don’t know.” I giggle and touch the soft pads of my red painted fingernails to my lips.
I don’t make it to the car before this bad ass biker gives chase. I can feel his presence as he approaches me from behind. Goosebumps pebble along my arms in awareness of his close proximity.
“We don’t want any trouble,” Matt says with a slight tremble in his voice.
I turn around slowly and stare him down. He’s big, bad, and pure sex.
The biker rubs his jaw and looks at me with such intensity I can scarcely breathe. “It’s sometime,” his rough voice vibrates through every bone in my body.
My lips curve upward, and I can’t deny the smile stretching across my face. I grab my purse from the backseat and Tina gapes at me. “What are you doing?”
“I’ll call you later.” I don’t look back and strut toward the handsome stranger.
Chapter 2
~Camreigh~
I know my friends are watching but I don’t care. I’m living in the moment like my brother would want me to. This might not be his exact idea for me but I’m having fun and taking chances. “What’s your name, tough guy?”
“I’ll tell you mine if you give me yours.” He smirks.
“No names then.”
He chuckles. “I like you, baby doll.”
“I like you too.”
His large hands grip my hips as we stand in the middle of the parking lot.
“Cam!?” Tina yells out once more.
I wave a hand over my shoulder.
“I’m leaving,” I hear Matt grumbling, then the closing of three car doors.
“Your friends are leaving. Last chance before I put you on the back of my bike and have my way with you.”
“I’m counting on it.”
“It’s like that, huh?”
“Yeah.” I lean into him.
He tugs on my belt loop and dips his head down to kiss me again. The tip of his liquor stained tongue presses against the seam of my lips demanding entrance. I part my lips and open myself to him. His tongue connects with mine, kissing me in long deep strokes that has my toes curling at thoughts of what else he could do with that tongue.
“Let’s get out of here, pretty girl.”