“Fuckin’ hell, woman,” he gasps, the pain knocking him breathless.
“I told you to step back,” I explain, fixing my top and ignoring the wetness between my legs. He has no right to keep teasing me with his dirty words that make me wet. Walking past him, I ignore his grunts of pain and push through the door, leaving him standing there as I make my way back to the table.
I find Holly sitting at the now empty table, a smirk on her face, but I just roll my eyes. If she only knew.
“Where are Ben and Braydon?” I ask, looking around the bar.
“Oh, your hot biker dude scared them off,” she replies on a shrug. I turn to watch Nix slowly walk back to his table. Cheers and laughter fill the air as he looks over to give me one of his fucking winks again.
“That bastard,” I grind out. I don’t know what it is about him, but he knows how to get to me.
“I need to up my game,” I say to myself more than to Holly. She laughs and declares I should just fuck him. Maybe I should just sleep with him. It wouldn’t be a hardship, that’s for sure. I’m not shy when it comes to sex, but a one-night stand with Nix? God, the thought alone leaves me craving it but I don’t know if that would be a smart move. What I do know is that I’m ready to tell him what a shitty move it was getting rid of my date. Hit a man while he’s down I say. Standing, shoulders squared, I decide I’m ready for round two. Thinking about round one, I shudder and realize I’ll need a second pair of panties.
Chapter Four
Nix
Resting the cold beer between my legs to soothe the ache, the boys give me shit for striking out. I feel the same way: the woman is a tough nut to crack.
“You ready for round two, Prez?” Beau smirks behind his beer. Turning my head, I watch as Kadence storms over. I groan as my broken dick comes to life, apparently not caught up with the news that she doesn’t like him. She stands at the end of the table, arms crossed over her chest, unaware that her position puts her sexy tits up on display.
Fuck, this woman is a tease.
“Hey, sweetheart,” I say before taking a sip of my beer.
“Don’t sweetheart me. What did you say to my date?” she snaps, anger clear on her face, and I’ve never seen a more beautiful look on her. Her eyes blaze with fire and the need to push her more fills me. I can’t wait to have her under me.
“Oh, the stiff?” I ask nonchalantly. “Just told him to run along; he didn't have what it takes to play with the big boys,” I say as some of the brothers laugh into their drinks.
I’ve never pushed a woman this far before; chasing her and teasing her feels so damn good. Something about her pushes my buttons and leaves me wanting more. Most women fall at my feet begging to get in, but Kadence? No, this woman makes me want to do the begging. I’ve never wanted to fuck a woman so hard while spanking her ass at the same time. The way she reacts to me makes my dick hard and God help me, getting her riled up is a sight to see. I can see it in her eyes; she’s fighting it. She wants me and I intend to give the lady what she wants.
“What do you want, Phoenix?” she demands, uncrossing her arms and assuming a relaxed position, but I’m not stupid. The woman is crazy mad and I’ve got a throbbing dick to prove it.
“What do I want?” I repeat her question, pausing to take another pull on my beer. “Well, after your little stunt in the bathroom, I wanna pull you down on this table and spank your ass,” I tell her calmly. Even though my balls are aching, my cock is pulsing.
“You disgust me,” she hisses and turns to walk away. I grab onto her hand, turning her my way. She tries to pull out of my grasp, but my hold on her is strong.
“You don’t mean that. I’ve seen the way your eyes flash. You would love for me to spank that sexy ass right here for everyone to see. Wouldn’t you?” Embarrassment floods her cheeks, and for a beat, I think I might have pushed her too far.
“Come on, Prez. Give the girl a break,” Brooks says, smiling up at her. Brooks is the only bastard here married, and it doesn’t surprise me that he'd be feeling like a schmuck having to listen to my shit. Kadence looks around the table, realizing our conversation has an audience. Recognition flashes when her eyes land on Jesse.
“You know Jesse?” I ask. My question comes out fast and harsh.
She nods, and then mumbles, “Hi Jesse.”
What the fuck?
“Hey, sweetheart,” he replies, and I look over at him, shooting daggers. Fuck me, the little bastard’s calling her sweetheart? Hell the fuck no!
Kadence pulls back, breaking our connection, her expression guarded. “Well, I can’t say it’s been fun, Mr. Knight, but you chased my date away so I’m heading home.” She turns, retreating from her spot. Her fight abandoned as she heads back to her blonde friend.
Turing my attention to Jesse, I pin him with my don’t-fuck-with-me stare. The boys go quiet, and Jesse holds up his hands in mock surrender. “Calm down, boss man.”
“How do you know her?” I ignore his comment, hoping he hasn’t fucked her. I wouldn't put it past him. Jesse has fucked a hell of a lot of women.
“Whoa, nothing like that, Prez. I met Kadence a few years ago back in the burns center,” he replies, looking back down at his beer.
Before Jesse patched in, he was a firefighter. After 9/11 and following in his father’s footsteps, he enlisted and served his country. After two tours and an injury that required four surgeries over two years, he was medically discharged. With a messed up foot, his firefighting career was over. Unable to work, he came back to his hometown. It wasn’t long after that he patched in. He came in when shit turned good, his uncle one of the originals, one of the men who helped me pull us clean. I can’t imagine the goofy kid ever being okay with the fucked-up shit we used to be involved with. Not being able to have the career he’s always wanted, he was in a bad place for a long time, but with the help of the club and seeing what we were about, he finally got his head straight. Volunteering his time at the local burn unit was one of the things that pulled him out of it.
Nodding my head, I take in the information. With my mind going crazy and wanting to know the details, I push further, “Well, what happened?”
“Kadence had an accident a few years back,” he explains, looking uncomfortable with revealing what went down. Looking over I see Kadence and her friend getting ready to move.
“How bad of an accident?” I push, still watching her closely.
“Yeah, not going there, Nix,” Jesse replies, shaking his head no. Fuck, I could push him for it, but I don’t have the time. Nodding my head, I stand and drop a Benjamin on the table leaving them to follow Kadence out.
I don’t know what I’m doing, but she is just too much of a temptation, one I can’t let go.
“Hey, Kadence,” I call out as I make my way out the front door. She stops and spins on her heel.
“Jesus, what now?” she snaps back. My cock stirs to life at her attitude. Fuck, I’m a goner.
“Listen, I’m sorry. I don’t know what it is about you. Shit,” I exhale, feeling like this shit is way over my head. “I swear I don’t usually act this way. You push all my buttons.” I run my hand through my hair, frustrated I’m responding this way.
“It’s fine, Nix. I was inappropriate in there too. I don’t know what it is either, but you make it easy to fight with,” she confesses, letting out a shaky breath in defeat, and I smile, knowing I have the same effect on her. “But nothing can happen between us. Z is one of my students, and it’s frowned upon to date student’s parents,” she continues, letting me off the hook. Only I don’t want to be let off.
“Why not? If you’re feelin’ anything like I’m feelin’, then why not?” I question. “We’re both grown-ass adults. We can do what we want.”