Breaking Dragon (Savage Brothers MC #1)(5)

His fingers bite into my ass. I realize I had pushed my thighs into the side of his like a wanton hussy, but seriously that’s what he made me into. I might as well own it. I push against his shoulders and release my legs so he would put me down. Luckily Bad Nicole was as speechless as me.

Stud watches me and somehow his eyes get darker. Oh they looked good before, but now I melt, and from the sticky wetness between my legs? I could honestly say I mean that literally.

I tear my eyes from him and look down at his feet. I feel heat enter my cheeks as the men with him keep ragging at us. He lowers me back to the ground slowly, my heart pounding, beating hard and echoing in my ears.

I step back the minute my feet hit concrete. My fingers come up to my swollen lips, as the world begins to right itself. In the background I can hear the boys making comments. I’m sure it would embarrass me to death, but I can’t concentrate. I glance at him and then try to look away, but can’t seem to pull my eyes away.

“You should come by the club tonight Twinkie…me and the boys are just right up the road. We could show you and your girl a real good time,”

I blinked. My brain was addled. We? He didn’t mean that the way it sounded. Right?

“The club?” I ask confused, trying to focus my thoughts, but that was easier said than done.

“Yeah babe, me and the boys are the Savage MC. Our clubhouse is up the road about fifteen miles. Just take the left by the old barn and follow the road till it veers left…not that hard to find. We’re always looking for new Twinkies. You and your girl would fit right in. I’ll even make sure you enjoy it personally,” he said twirling my hair around his finger.

“I…you….” I stopped. I had been looking forward to this man blowing my mind; I just didn’t think it would be like this. Damn him telling me this…makes me feel raw inside. It hurts. I can feel embarrassment flooding through me. I hadn’t been exposed to that kind of thing, but I did read romance novels. I loved reading Motorcycle Club erotica even. What girl didn’t? In my books I had heard club women referred to as muffler bunnies, mattress monkeys, sweet butts, candy, club toys, and a million other things. They all rounded down to one word. Whore! I had never heard Twinkies, but I could imagine it was one in the same.

“We could make all your hot little wicked fantasies come true baby--every last f*cking one, no matter how filthy.” He leans down and whispers in my ear.

I pull away from him like his touch burns, and damn it all to hell it did!

After three steps back I look around to see his men in the background behind my car all smiling, leering and joking. I see Dani get away from the guy who had given her a ride. She walks behind me and Stud with a strange look on her face. She takes the key we had been mailed and opens the door and stands there waiting.

“What makes you think we’re looking to be Twinkies?” I ask evenly. I was proud of myself because you couldn’t hear the hurt in my voice.

“C’mon babe, no one lights up in a man’s arms as quick as you do unless she’s hot for it. No shame babe. You want to piss off your rich ass parents? You won’t be the first. Just so happens this time I happen to like the idea of helping you make that goal.”

He sounds so cocky and looks so sure of himself. How could I have forgotten my earlier thoughts? Player---total player.

“Sorry to disappoint you Stud, but it hasn’t been my life’s dream to be a Savage chew toy. Also, I ceased to care what my parents thought of me a couple of years ago, when I pissed them off for the last time. You should run home now, I’m sure you have…Twinkies was it? Twinkies there to take care of all your wicked little fantasies!”

With that I turn around. I thought it was a good line. I am proud of myself. I can tell by Dani’s smile she was too. But Stud, won’t let it pass. He grabs my hand to pull me back around.

“You can’t deny what you were offering Mama. A man can only go by what you put out there.”

I take a deep breath. I pull my hand so he gets the message to let me go. He does, but he gives me a look that makes it plain he isn’t about to leave until we have this (whatever this was) out.

“First of all, if I remember correctly you started calling me Twinkie before I offered you jack shit. In fact, I don’t believe I have yet to offer you anything Stud. So please stop wasting my time and yours. Run along,” I say making a movement with my hand like I was scurrying away a dog. Heck he is most assuredly a dog.

“Babe, that kiss you sure as hell offered and you were definitely sending out those vibes earlier.”

“Oh my God! I was flirting! Women do that when they think someone standing before them is hot!” He grins and I swear at that moment I want to slap the shit out of him. How could someone you just met make you feel such a range of emotions?

“And besides that,” I continue, before I gave into the urge to kill him, “it was just a damn kiss.” I hold up my hand when he starts to argue with me. “It was a f*cking kiss, nothing else! I don’t even know your name for God sake!”

I turn to the door when his voice stops me, “Dragon.”

“What?” I ask, looking over my shoulder to ask.

“My name is Dragon.”

“I seriously doubt that, but in either case it doesn’t matter as I won’t be using it.”

“Learn it Mama. Cause trust me, you will be f*cking screaming it out and soon.”