The girls walk back over, and I immediately bring Olivia onto my lap, breathing in her scent as she settles against me. Myhand possessively settles on her bare thigh while my other arm snakes around her. Having her here with my family feels so natural that it’s hard to imagine my life any other way now.
We talk for a few more minutes before walking outside with them to catch their Ubers and say our goodbyes. My brothers tuck their wives securely by their sides before helping them into the cars.
I notice Knox holding onto Savi’s elbow as she tries to balance on the gravel parking lot in those heels after a few too many drinks before slapping his arm away, determined to do it on her own. He finally throws her over his shoulder and deposits her in the back of the car, ignoring her protests as he shuts the door on her, but not before I hear the wordscontrollingandassfilter through the empty parking lot.
It’s like watching two kids who constantly need to be separated and put into opposite corners for a time-out. Knox finally gets in, and they pull away. I almost feel bad for the driver having to deal with them on the way home.
“Let me make sure everything is good to lock up, and I’ll take you home,” I say, pulling Olivia into my arms and seeking out her neck.
“Mmmm,” she purrs as I kiss her skin. “Can we take your bike?”
“I think that can be arranged,” I grin, already craving her body up against me on the ride home. My hands slip to her gorgeous ass as I bring her flush to me. “I can’t think of a better way to end this night than having your sweet pussy pressed against my bike right before I bury myself in it,” I whisper in her ear.
“The perfect ending to a perfect day,” she agrees softly, leaning into me and gripping my t-shirt like it’s the only thing holding her up.
“Everything is all closed up, Miles,” Vic says, peeking his head out and forcing us to break up our moment.
“Thanks, Vic. Can you gather everyone for me? I want to say a few words.”
“Sure,” he says, disappearing inside.
“I’m making this short and sweet. The sooner we leave, the better,” I softly growl, pulling her inside with me.
Giggling, she holds onto my bicep as I guide us to the bar where everyone is waiting. After a short speech thanking them for all of their hard work and congratulating them on a successful night, they head home happy with the first shift under their belt and extra cash in their pockets.
I pay them well and want them to feel valued and appreciated. When a person feels valued, they always work harder to meet the higher standards expected of them. Watching all my brothers become successful businessmen, I’ve learned a lot over the years. You get what you pay for, and I want the best. It’s as simple as that.
Olivia and I walk through and double-check that everything has been shut down and cleaned properly before turning off the lights and locking up. Flipping the switch, theMontgomery’ssign goes dark, and I smile. It’s the first night of many and just the start of the legacy I want to build for my family.
Squeezing Olivia’s hand, I turn and see her smiling at me. It couldn’t be more perfect to have her by my side tonight and share this moment with her. It’s only fitting because if I have my way, this place will be just as much hers as it will be mine. Tonight only proved how badly I want that to be true.
Leading her to my bike, I notice how her eyes light up when she approaches it. Her hand runs along the black seat, and for a moment, I think about taking her right then and there against it, but decide to save that for another time. I want her aroused on my bike tonight. So much in fact, that Iwant her pussy dripping onto the leather and soaking into my seat.
Standing behind her, I close the gap and splay my hand across her bare midriff, keeping her locked in place.
“I love seeing you on my bike,” I murmur close to her ear, pressing my rock-hard erection against her sweet ass. “Feel how hard it makes me just knowing my bike will be between these beautiful legs.” I push into her, and a soft moan escapes her lips. “I want you bare tonight for me,” I whisper, moving my hands down and lifting her skirt to find her lace thong. “I’m really sorry to have to do this again.”
She turns her head in confusion, but I don’t take the time to explain as I grip the lace at the sides. Seconds later, the sound of fabric being ripped filters through the air.
Her eyes widen as the torn lace falls into my hand, and I stuff it in my pocket.
“I think I’m up to two pairs now that I owe you,” I whisper in the curve of her neck. Reaching down, I find her center and groan when I find her warmth already wet for me. My fingers easily slide through her arousal before sinking two fingers deep.
Her moans are like sweet music to my ears as I savor the feel of her coating my skin. When her round ass starts to rub against me, I almost fucking lose it. I force myself to stay in control as I slowly release my fingers and suck them clean.
“Miles…” Her soft whimper hits me, and I almost cave. She looks like a goddamn vision standing next to my bike in those boots and wearing my shirt. Her hazel eyes are flooded with desire, and her body is fully aroused and ready.
“I know, baby. Trust me, I fucking know.” My cock is straining against my dark pants with such brutal force that I’m surprised the zipper is still intact.
Grabbing my extra helmet, I slide it onto her head and secure the strap. Her light green eyes watch me and silently begme to take care of her needs. Needs that no one else will ever get close to touching. She is mine just as much as I am hers, even if she hasn’t voiced it yet. It’s in every glance she gives me…every touch of her hand.
“The wait will be worth it, I promise.” I take my helmet and secure it before touching it with hers. “The buildup is half the fun.” Finding her belly piercing, I finger the metal before tracing my finger over her bare skin. “I want your senses heightened.” My hand lowers, and I find her pussy again. Her eyes close as I rub her swollen clit. “I want you to feel every vibration that my bike gives you. The soft leather against your skin,” I murmur, giving her a bit more as my other hand grazes over her breast and fills my palm.
Her body leans further into mine as an offering to do with as I please. “All the while, knowing that as our bodies are pressed together,” I reach down and take her hand, placing it against the front of my pants, “that I’m wanting you just as bad.”
She immediately rubs her hand against my rigid cock, and I suck in a strained breath as I clench my jaw tight. Pulling her hand away, I release my hold on her and get on my bike. Looking over my shoulder, I grin at her dazed look as I hold my hand out and help her on the bike.
Scooting close to me, she wraps her arms tightly around my waist as bare thighs come into view.
