Smart. He might actually make it in my club.
“Stop it.” I don’t have to raise my voice to get my point across. Hell, half the damn place is silent like a mouse, everyone watching with bated breath. Viv draws the eye even before she does anything. Add in her kicking ass against multiple people that, by physics standards, shouldn’t be possible, and you’ve got one hell of an attraction. Bet she makes bank at her fights. She’s mesmerizing.
And she’s mine. At least for the time I’m here.
The bouncer is quick to grab the staggering guy, who goes willingly. Hell, he might even be the one dragging the bouncer out the front door to get away from Viv for all I know. Ibarely register them leaving, or that others are taking the unconscious guys away. I’ve got eyes on the prize and nothing else.
“Sorry about that, sir.” I glance to my left and see the bartender, the other twin. “We shouldn’t have let them in once we saw you were here.”
I give him a chin lift in acknowledgment. “Not your fault that some boys wandered out of their territory. You were just doing your job. I would appreciate it if you’d let me know if they come back in, though.”
I pull out a card I keep on me and hand it to him. It has the local club’s address and my phone number on it. Don’t give these out much, but each president has a card to give to local areas. We do it to create a united front that we care about the town we’re in. And when we help a place, they’re less likely to call the cops on us if a fight, or something else, breaks out.
I start to pull a few hundreds out to cover the cost of the table and chairs we broke, but the guy just shakes his head.
“It’s fine. We’ve got extra pieces for things like this. We buy in bulk for a reason.”
That has me huffing out a laugh. Maybe the club should start that too. We don’t get into fights often, but it happens. Club’s filled with grown men and a lot of testosterone. If we aren’t fucking, we usually end up fighting.
“Tell you what. You and your brother come have a chat with me tomorrow. Might be interested in talking about more than furniture.”
He nods—eagerly, I might add—and I smile. Glad to see I can still spot a potential prospect in thewild.
I don’t wait for him to say anything else as I move to my prey that’s still standing. Breathing heavy but not out of breath. Not yet. I grab her hand and walk to the back of the place. Wouldn’t you know it, the bouncer is there and nods at a door on the back wall.
Not what I imagined when I left tonight, but it’ll do. ’Cause no way can I ride home with my dick this hard without a little relief first.
Chapter 12—Viv
For once in my life, I don’t balk about being led somewhere. I’m not the girl who follows anyone blindly. And this isn’t any different. I know from the look in Domino’s eyes what’s coming next. And I’m completely on board.
All aboard the hoe train. Toot, toot.
I giggle at my own thoughts, and he turns to look at me. Probably thinks I’m crazy or something, but it only seems to increase his pace. I caught his eyes for half a second before he looked forward again, and they’re all blown out. If I wasn’t with him all night, I’d swear he’s high. But getting a fix off drugs isn’t the only thing that causes pupil dilation. Hell no, it isn’t. Ever been so into someone that they become the drug? I’ve experienced it before, but I’ve never seen another person feel that way about me.
A girl can get used to feeling like this. Like she’s important. Like she matters. Like someone wants something from her beyond just getting off.
I’m not a shy girl. I know how the world works. I’ve even used a few people to get where I am. Been used too. Sometimes I knew it was happening, sometimes I didn’t. I’ve learned, grown from each experience. I’m also not the type who’s looking for Prince Charming to ride in on a horse to rescue me. I can take care of myself, and Domino gets that. He also doesn’t seem like the horse-riding type. More like the type to come in with chrome and the engine purring. I alwaysknew it was a hot look, but till I had a bike between my legs, I’d never been aware you could get off from the ride alone. I swear, five more minutes on the back of his bike and I would have had us going into a secluded spot a lot sooner.
Domino practically rips the door off the hinges as he opens it. I barely get a glimpse of what must be a utility closet before I’m pulled in and the door shuts behind us.
I grunt as I’m pushed against a wall. Or maybe it’s the door. I don’t care, not when Domino’s lips are on mine. We don’t need light to find each other, not with the way we’re each hunting the other.
His lips are everything they should be. Soft and firm, they open at the slightest pressure from me. I might work in a job and have a hobby most reserve for the male species, but I can be submissive in the bedroom.
But we aren’t in the bedroom. And a small room like this doesn’t allow much access unless each person is willing to get a bit handsy. And maybe even a bit aggressive.
I fight for dominance, but it’s only because I want more of everything. We battle with our tongues with no need to claim a winner. I grab his vest, pulling his chest closer, while his hands find my neck and he takes the lead in the kiss, tilting my head the way he wants. I go willingly, making him growl low in his throat, and I sigh as his body sinks against mine.
“Fuck, baby, you got me so hard.” He licks and nips his way across my jaw, tipping my head back to give him easier access.
He pulls guttural moans from me as he rubs his dick against me. That’s a monster between his legs. I’m surprised he’s not bowlegged.
“Yeah, baby, that’s all for you. Think you can take it?” He doesn’t give me a chance to answer before his lips are back on mine.
He moves his hands down, sliding them over my shoulders and cupping my breasts. My nipples are already hard, and he finds them easily. I don’t wear bras with padding. Sure, it would be smart so I don’t always show the world how cold I am in this Michigan weather, but I prefer lace and silk on my skin. See? I can be girlie. Just in a place that few see.
He pinches and tweaks my nipples in a way that has me gasping, and I can feel him smile against my lips, making me smile too.
