Chapter 5

Tank

I’d had every intention of turning her down. I just didn’t want to do it in front of an audience. Bumper might’ve been one of my best friends, but that fucker was the biggest gossip in the whole fucking state of Nevada. I didn’t want it getting out that I’d turned Nicole down. She didn’t deserve the embarrassment.

Plus, I didn’t want to explain to the guys why I was turning down hot and willing ass.

Although at the moment, I was having a hard time remembering my reasoning.

Christ, why’d she have to smell so good? That fresh scent of summer that made me want nothing more than to fuck her beneath some sheets drying on a clothesline. It was gonna be awkward to explain why I was sporting wood every time I did laundry after tonight.

Damn, that was almost poetic.

“Tank? You can talk, right? I mean I’ve heard you speak before. You did that whole threatening act when I called you Tr—” She broke off with a moan when my hips pressed deeper into hers.

“We need to get a few things clear here.”

She rolled her hips against mine. “Yeah, we do. So you need to back up a step so my brain gets enough blood supply. I can’t think when you’re all…you.”

I couldn’t hold back my chuckle as I took a step backward. She was just so fucking cute. “There. Is that better?”

“Not really. What kind of deodorant do you use?”

“What? Why? Do I smell?” Shit, if that wasn’t a boner killer, I didn’t know what was. I bent my head and took a cautious sniff.

“No, it’s just…Damn, you smell good. Uh, sorry.” She cleared her throat. “So what? You wanted to talk terms?”

“Terms? You’re making this sound like a hostage negotiation. I thought you wanted to fuck.”

She jumped slightly and tried to back away, but with the house behind her, there was nowhere for her to run. “I, uh, that’s the general idea. But there’s no point in leaving together unless we’re clear on a few things.”

I didn’t have any intention of leaving with her, but she’d roused my curiosity. “Like what?”

“Like the fact that this a onetime-only deal. I’m not looking for forever or to be your old lady or to have your moniker blazed on my ass in some tacky ‘Property of’ tattoo. We’re one and done. If you’re not cool with that, then there’s no point in this going any further.”

She’d shocked me so much with her little lecture, I didn’t know what to say at first. That she thought I would want more was surprising. What kinda shit had Brittany told her about me? Of anyone, Brittany would know where I stood on the whole love/relationship bullshit. The fact that Nicole was warning me it would only be one night was beyond ironic.

And also made me rethink my stance.

What was the harm in going home with Nicole if it was limited to just tonight? No hearts would be broken. And even better, it was all her idea.

I decided to play nice and ignore her little jab about the “tacky ‘Property of’ tattoo,” but we’d sure as hell circle back to that little show of disrespect later. “Fine.”

Nicole’s swallow was loud in our dark corner. “That’s it? That’s all you have to say? You don’t have…terms of your own that you want to make?”

“Nope.”

“Uh, okay. So my place? You want to follow me?”

“You don’t want to ride on the back of my bike? It’s a fucking fantastic aphrodisiac.”

“Yeah, no. I’m not leaving my car at Reb’s house for everyone to see and wonder who I went home with. Also, I gotta get to Tahoe early tomorrow to help set up the venue.”

“No one’s gonna say shit, and I have to be there early tomorrow, too. We can go together.”

“Uhhh, you heard the part where I said this is just a onetime-only deal, right? So by definition that means there’s no tomorrow.”

I laughed. Christ, what was it about this girl? I’d laughed more in the last five minutes than I had the last five months. “I thought that only applied to sex. Your friend is marrying my friend. We’re going to see each other from time to time. You cool with running into each other after tonight and acting like nothing happened?”

“It wouldn’t be the first time.”

Me, either, but I couldn’t deny that the thought of her having one-night stands with other guys left me with a sour taste in my mouth. Or the thought of her moving on to another guy after me.

Shit, all this wedding bullshit had clearly fucked with my head.

I put the crazy thought of anything more with Nicole out of my head. “Fantastic. If it works for you, it works for me. Tonight only, then we play nice at the wedding and any other time we bump into each other.”

“I…Yeah, I can do that.”

“Fan-fucking-tastic.” Before she came up with another crazy condition or limitation, I stepped into her personal space once more. My jeans bit into my erection and had me aching to be naked. I wanted to feel her soft, smooth legs wrapped around my hips. More than anything, I wanted to sink into her wet, grasping pussy. I bent forward and rubbed my lips along her jawline. “Maybe we should take a test run and make sure that the buildup will be worth it.”

Nicole moaned and arched her neck. “Oh, I guarantee it’ll be worth it.”

I ran my lips over her vulnerable neck. She smelled so fucking fantastic, like an aphrodisiac. I was addicted to the scent. I’d love nothing more than to set up shop and nibble my way to paradise, but a burst of drunken laughter reminded me where we were. “Then let’s get your ass on the back of my bike.”

“Oh, no. You promised me a preview. You’re gonna have to pay up.”

Who was I to refuse a lady? I closed the distance between us and covered her lips with mine. A static charge shot between us. That was the only explanation I could think of for the bolt of electricity I felt the moment my mouth touched hers. A moment later I was too busy feeling to think at all.

My lips moved demandingly over hers, and Nicole answered. She let out a breathy little moan and arched into me. Her mouth opened to my prodding tongue and I was lost. All I could feel was her sweet little body pressed so close to mine. Her breasts brushed against my chest, once, twice, three times. The invitation was blatant and I couldn’t help myself. My hand moved up to her tight little erect nipple burning a path across my chest. My mouth still moving against hers, I rested my hand on the firm swell of her amazing tits and let my thumb barely touch her hard, pointing nipple.

Nicole pulled away with a breathy moan.

“That enough of a preview for ya?”

“Mmmm-hmmm.” Nicole swayed toward me until her fantastic tits brushed my chest again.

“Christ, if we don’t get out of here, we’re gonna be putting on a floor show for all the wedding guests tonight. And I’m not in the mood to share. Let’s get the fuck outta here.” I couldn’t see Nicole’s expression, but she didn’t protest as I grabbed her hand and led the way through the dark yard toward my bike.