Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24167 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24167 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
I glanced around and was happy to see no one else nearby. She’d only removed her head gear, but I felt like she’d just put on a sexy strip tease. Would’ve meant blackening the eyes of anyone who’d seen the show she’d put on besides me.
Arya wore a smile on her gorgeous face as she swung one long, lithe limb over her ride and stood to face me.
I was having trouble forming words...a first for me. The brief thought of whether Nova knew about his sister’s ride filtered through my mind. It was sexy as fuck, and I doubted he would like the idea of other men seeing her like that anymore than I did. Since I seemed to have no control over my mouth when I talked to Arya, I growled, “Your brother know you’re riding around on a bike?” Though it was unintended, my words came out harsh and sounded like a scolding.
4
Arya
As Dax stalked across the parking lot toward me, I felt a rush of satisfaction run through my veins. I normally wouldn’t have chosen to ride my motorcycle this far, but after my conversation with Dax last week, I felt this irresistible urge to appear as sexy as possible when I showed up at the Silver Saints compound.
He’d startled me when he asked if I was on birth control, and I’d been a little worried that he’d want me to be protected before he took me to bed. Maybe it was just my inexperience talking, but I kind of didn’t want anything between us for my first time—not even a pill. And I definitely didn’t want to wait until a new prescription would kick in since my trip to surprise my brother—which had mostly been an excuse to see Dax—was sooner than that would take. I would’ve hated to miss out on the opportunity because of bad timing.
There was also the whole virginity thing, which had been super embarrassing to admit even though he’d seemed happy about it. The last thing I wanted was for Dax to see me as a little girl, no matter how much younger I was than him. My feelings for him were anything but childish.
My need for Dax to see me as a woman had pushed me into riding my bike here, and I refused to let go of the thrill I’d felt at the masculine appreciation in his green eyes before he scolded me. If Dax was going to give me a tongue lashing for being reckless, then I’d much prefer he do it with his actions and not words.
With that dirty thought rolling through my head, my cheeks filled with heat as I answered, “Nope. How would he? Nova didn’t even know I was coming since I’m supposed to be surprising him, remember?”
Getting close enough that I could reach out and stroke my fingers over his chest, he shook his head and chuckled. “I guess I asked for that with my dumbass question, huh?”
“Yeah, kinda.” I grinned at him and nodded.
He hooked his index finger through one of the front loops on my pants and yanked, making me stumble forward against his chest. “Better be careful with that sassy mouth, baby. It might earn you a spanking.”
None of my fantasies about Dax had included him smacking my behind, but the shiver that raced up my spine at his warning wasn’t from fear. The reaction was pure lust. “Don’t threaten me with a good time.”
“Fucking A.” His nostril flared as his hands dropped to my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh. “Is there anything in your saddlebag you need now?”
I shook my head. “I packed light—just clothes, toiletries, and my e-reader. I figured I could grab a birthday gift for Nova after I got here since I came early.”
“No need to worry about your brother. I’ll make sure he’s covered.” Before I could ask if he meant that we’d give him something from the both of us—and boy, did the possibility of that make my heart flutter—he continued, “Grab your bathroom shit, a change of clothes, and your e-reader. I’ll stuff them into my saddlebag.”
“Um.” I glanced over my shoulder at my motorcycle, feeling confused on a couple different levels. “Is there a reason I can’t just take my own bike?”
“Maybe next time.” The corners of his lips kicked up in a sexy grin. “For this ride, I want you on the back of mine.”
The men in the Silver Saints MC didn’t put a woman on the back of their bike unless they meant something to them. The implication of what he wanted made my heart hammer while another shiver raced up my spine at the sensual promise in his voice. My fingers itched to hold his cut while I wrapped my arms around his broad chest and felt the powerful hum of his motorcycle’s engine between my legs. For the chance to experience all of that, I was more than willing to leave my motorcycle behind. “Where are you taking me that I’ll need a change of clothes and my toiletries?”