Fuck. That’s a lot more.“Why me, Memphis?”
“Because you claimed Pops as a brother, and he you. Family. There was a time you had each other’s backs. My father hoped there was a chance you might help me. You’re my uncle.”
“I’m about as much your uncle as the trees surrounding us.” Javier exhaled a lengthy sigh. “For a minute I was hoping you were going to propose sex.”
Memphis shot to her feet and threw the beer that remained in her cup at him. “Fuck you. Pops said you could be surly. He was too nice. Easy on the eyes or not, you’re a bastard.”
He jettisoned to his feet and grabbed a wrist. While wiping the beer from his face, he yanked her to him so that they were nose-to-nose. “No one says fuck you to me and gets away with it, Memphis.”
“Well, I just did. Fuck you again.”
* * *
She worked to release her wrist from his grasp, but he easily held her fast but without hurting her. Instead, his eyes glowed with the heat of an aroused man.
Her gulp was audible, drowning out the symphony of crickets.
“I’m a hard man, Memphis, with a hard-on. You’re an insistent woman who’s turned me on with her potty mouth. I enjoy fucking.”
The gasp escaped before she realized it.
His voice was low and husky. “I think you do, too. There’s a wildness under that lovely pulled-together exterior. I want you in my bed. I’m going to take you hard and deep. Over and over. I want to hear you scream and feel your nails slice my skin as you come apart because you’ve never had so much pleasure. And then we’re going to fuck some more. Until we can’t. And, if we can manage, if we haven’t passed out from gorging ourselves, we might talk afterward. Or while drinking strong coffee as the sun comes up. Got it?”
She flushed at his words, imagining what he vividly described. Her voice quaked. “What if I say no?”
“You have no desire to deny what I’m promising, Memphis. I’ve caught your scent. You’re wet. I bet you’re soaked.” He purred, causing her insides to clench. “Your nipples are hard against my chest. You’d have no issue doing it here. But, to get the most out of our time together, we’re going to have privacy. We’re going to my place.”
She nodded mutely and swallowed.
“You have nothing to fear.”
“I know.” She whispered. It was true. She knew he was safe. Pops would never have had her seek him out otherwise. Lightheadedness hit her and she swayed.
Javier steadied her and planted a slow kiss on her forehead while pressing his erection into her belly. She groaned.
“You’re as hungry as I am. We’re going to leave. Now. I’m going to rinse this beer off me. You can join me in the shower, or we can start elsewhere. I really don’t care. My bike is on the other side of the Wake.”
In a heady fog, her hand in his, Memphis floated along beside Javier in the direction of this bike. “My car.” She managed weakly.
“Sammi will drop it off at my place.”
“My keys …”
He pulled his phone from a pocket and left a voice message. “Hey, Sam. Memphis left her GTO in the lot. Can’t?—”
“The door’s unlocked. Don’t lock it. The lock sticks.”
“Can’t miss it. Red, white ragtop. Can you drop it at my place after closing? Leave it unlocked. The lock sticks. She has her keys, so you’ll have to … you know. Thanks.” Javier disconnected and flashed her a dimpled grin. “We all can hot-wire. Sammi will take good care of it. She’s probably going to talk your ear off about it the next time she sees you. Daphne had a Goat back in the day.” He shared, referring to the GTO by the same nickname her father had often used.
I can hot-wire, too. “You sure? I can drive it.”
“You can, but riding with me is part of tonight’s foreplay. You don’t want to miss that.”
They tossed the empty cups into a waste container on the other side of the Wake. He mounted, then assisted her onto the Harley, lightly brushing his fingers on her bare thighs after she straddled the seat behind him. Her skin quivered at his touch. He settled her closer, causing her core to feel the heat of his magnificent ass and her breasts against his solid back.
“Ready?”
“Yes.”You have no idea how ready I am.