“Nix, what’s going on? We didn’t even get to eat.”

“I took something and if I don’t fuck you soon, I’m gonna fucking explode,” I explain, pulling her along at a faster pace. I doubt she gets the severity in my voice, but her rubbing her ass against me was a bad idea.

“What did you take?” She stops in front of my bike, pulling her arm from my grasp.

“Just something to bring my boy to attention.”

“You took Viagra!” Her voice rings out on the sidewalk.

“Shit, tell the fuckin’ town.” I place the helmet on her head. “Yes, took something. It’s no big deal. I just need to fuck you now, so get that sweet ass on the bike. I’m taking you home.”

She moves to argue, but I stop her. “Swear to Christ, woman. Get your ass on the fuckin’ bike now or I’m takin’ you right here.” She stands there shocked, taking in the seriousness of my voice, before looking down at my bike. I don’t know what she’s thinking, don’t know if I’m pushing her too far, but I wasn’t lying when I told her I’d fuck her against my bike. If she even hesitates, it’s a done fuckin’ deal.

CHAPT ER TEN

Kadence

I swallow past the lump in my throat at his confession, and squeeze my legs together at his threat.

“Kadence,” he pushes, clearly in pain.

“Okay, okay.”

He takes my hand and helps me onto the bike.  I have to bite my lip to hold in the laugh. This date is interesting to say the least.

“If you had a skirt on tonight, I don’t even think I’d make it home,” he says, climbing on and revving the throttle; the loud rumble of the pipes filling my ears and taking me to a place that only Nix and his bike can take me.

I move forward and wrap my arms around him. “Lucky I didn’t. Last thing we need tonight is an arrest,” I joke as we take off. I don’t hear his reply, but going by the tightness in his jeans, I know this ride will be an uncomfortable one. Trying not to worry about what is coming, I close my eyes and rest my head on his back.

After a five-minute drive, we pull up at the front of the clubhouse.

“What are we doing here?” I ask when he shuts his bike off, and helps me down.

“Not even gonna make it home.” He pulls me along and I struggle to keep up, tripping on my own feet.

“Come on, Nix. It can’t be that bad,” I laugh, not believing the situation.

The clubhouse is quieter than normal, but a few people are still hanging around.

“Everyone, out now!” Nix booms, standing in the middle of the main room. I know it’s a ridiculous demand, but the men move fast, with no complaints, and I stand here getting more turned on. Oh, Jesus, what are they thinking? After a few goodbyes, and knowing looks, we’re left alone.

I walk up to the bar and pour myself a whiskey while Nix locks the doors.

“Thank fuck they’re gone.” He comes back and I turn.

“It was a bit extreme, no?” I look around the now empty clubhouse. He doesn’t answer, just watches me carefully.

“I’m gonna fuck you now, Kadence.” He finally speaks, the thick air around us, growing as each second ticks by. “Your choice where. In my bed, over the bar, or on the pool table.”  His voice is gravelly, and I don’t know if he’s just too turned on to talk, or if it’s the drugs he took.

“You sure you’re okay, Nix?” I ask, half turned-on, half really worried.

“Yeah, baby. I’m fine.”  He clears his throat and shakes his head.

“Nix, I’m worried,” I begin, but he doesn’t listen. His jeans drop to the floor, his shirt is ripped off next, and in no less than thirty seconds, he stands before me naked with the angriest erection I’ve ever seen.

“Jesus, Nix.” I can’t hold in the gasp, my breath leaving me in one, fast whoosh.

“Fuck, I know, baby, and you’re gonna take it,” he warns, gripping himself in his hand. “No bullshit tensing and no pulling away. I’m gonna take you the way you need to be taken, Kadence, and you’re gonna beg me for more. You understand me?” And just like that, he sends another thrill straight to my pussy. I’ve missed this Nix. Bossy, sexy, Nix.

I nod, knowing words would be pointless.

“You didn’t answer my first question, so I’ll choose.” He steps closer. “Strip and bend over the pool table,” he demands, still stroking his cock. A small part of me wants to argue, the look of unease over his face is enough to worry, but my need to have him out-weighs any concern.

Bending over, I remove my heels and slowly peel my jeans down my legs. I push all insecurities out of my head and come back to full height. You can do this, Kadence.

“Put your heels back on.” This time his voice scratches.

“Do you need some water, Nix?” He shakes his head and points to the table. Instead of arguing, I do as he asks, stepping back into my heels.

“Shirt too.” He moves closer and my body trembles at his command. I take a breath and keep my eyes on the floor, pulling my top up over my head.

“Look at me,” he demands, pushing me deeper into his arousal.

“Fuckin’ sexy bra, but you need to lose it.” His eyes move over the lingerie set Holly and I spent half a day trying to find. I continue to follow his instructions, dropping my bra to the rest of the pile.

“Now, drop your panties, walk your fine ass over to the pool table, and show me your pussy.” I don’t let myself get caught up in nerves. On shaky legs, I do as I’m told. I let Holly’s words hold me together, while Nix’s demands try to break me down.

“Baby,” Nix groans when I plant my hand on the green felt, and spread my legs. I feel him move in behind me, his front grazing my back.

"Fuckin' missed this, baby. You perched over like this, showin' me your pussy. All fuckin' pink and pretty." The feather touch of his finger runs through my wetness and the simple touch nearly brings me undone.

"I'm gonna eat you, Kadence. Gonna fuckin' eat you like a starved man," he promises. His voice rises up to me from the low position he moves to. Then his mouth is on me. Warm. Wet. Brutal.

I buck as his tongue flicks my clit. The feel of his chin all rough and prickly, dangles me over the edge of pleasure and pain.

“Nix.” The moan leaves my mouth without me realizing it. I’m consumed by this man. Even thinking is too much when his mouth is on me.

“God, baby, I miss that sound,” he confesses against me. The grumble of his voice vibrating my core.

“Yes, Nix. There, oh, God. Yes.” My orgasm runs through me. Hard. Fast. Raw.

Excitement fills every inch of my needy body as the pleasure pushes me over. Every nerve in me comes to life, igniting me, reclaiming me.

“That’s it, baby,” Nix whispers in my ear. His fingers replace his mouth as one hand moves up and pinches my nipple.

“Gonna fuck you now, baby, and you’re gonna take it like a good girl. You got me?”

“Yeah.” I moan my answer when his hardness moves through my folds, then sinks home in one hard thrust.

“Jesus.” We both groan as his cock throbs and my walls pulse to accommodate him.

“Fuck, Kadence,” he growls. I squeeze him in my grip as he slides out then pushes back in. The sting of him stretching me is long forgotten when his movements milk the pleasure from me.

“Harder,” I cry as my body builds, greedy for my moment of ecstasy. I’ve waited too long for this high, nothing will stop me from racing toward it again.

“Harder?” His question is forced out over the sound of his balls slapping against me.

“Fuck me harder, Nix,” I beg, scratching at the felt under my fingers. Each thrust pushes my hips into the side of the pool table. I know tomorrow I’ll be bruised, but I’ve missed this. Missed Nix and missed our connection so much, I don’t even care. I can’t care because I have my man inside of me. Fucking me like I’ve never been fucked before. That’s all that matters.