Touch Me

7. Karl

Karl

The air was electric, and my breath was coming short and fast. Jassy's eyes burned into mine with an intensity of two suns, even as her lips twisted playfully. She knew what she could do to men, was well aware of what kind of strife and consternation she could cause us.

One thing was for certain. I wasn't sure exactly what it was about this Jassy girl that did it for me. But, she sure was doing something. That much was damned sure.

At first, I thought it was those curves, and that soft, unblemished skin beneath her shirt. Then, I considered that it was the way she swayed a little to the barely-heard beat coming from the club below us, as she began to strip for me and the boys.

Whatever it was, I was as eager as the rest of the guys to see her lithe body stripped down to nothing. Even with just the lusty display in front of me, I was well on my way to being hard as a rock. This woman wanted to spend the night in my bed, but I'd turned her down. Now, I realized, she was willing to f**k every man in my MC to show me what I was missing.

That was when I realized, as she laughingly slapped Happy's hands away from her, that it was her brassiness that really got me going. Her boldness, her spunk, even that filthy mouth of hers.

But, as much as I liked it, I couldn't have her just hanging around, messing with my boys. Clearly, she could, and easily.

Then there was the fact that, if I took her up on the offer, I'd get a nice bed warmer out of this deal. A woman who was used to paying her way with f*****g, a woman who was experienced. Not some club girl who'd get all attached once I dragged her back to my room the second time around. A woman like Jassy would know the score from the get go.

Of course, a woman like Jassy, I could learn to care about. She had a backbone, clearly, and wouldn't back down from anything. A woman like that, she could grow to be my equal, even, inside of bed and out.

A thought flashed through my mind, of her riding down the highway on the back of my bike, of us in my bed, the covers and sheet twisted around our legs as I gave it to her hard and fast, of what her lips would feel like when they were wrapped around my c**k, how her hair would feel in my hand as I yanked her head back.

Damn if it hadn't been a long time, though, since I'd had any kind of companionship. Since I became top dog in this pile, Fed was really my only friend. Every other guy here, brother or not, I had to keep one eye on him. s**t, between my piece of s**t dad, and the years I'd been here, I couldn't have told you the last time I'd been at ease with someone. Been more than lonely, even in a room full of people.

“Alright,” I said forcefully, my hand raised for Jassy to stop her dance. Her top was gone, revealing just a lacy red bra, and she was about to straddle Happy, a smile playing on her lips and a laugh tumbling out of her throat.

Clearly, she'd been getting into this.

But, still, she came to a stop at the sound of my voice. All the guys, even Fed, groaned at the interruption.

“I get it,” I said. “You need d**k. Now get off Happy and go wait back in the room.”

She threw her hair back over a shoulder with a flick of her neck, still giving me that wide smile of hers. “One last thing,” she said, her eyes flashing with victory.

I rolled my eyes, my anger finally getting to me. This woman was already becoming more trouble than she was worth, far as I could see. “Fine,” I snapped. “What the f**k else?”

“Benji's off limits.”