Jack opens the door of the VIP room and practically drags me out it. I hold the fabric of the couch around my excited body as he pulls me like a caveman who just kidnapped a new mate.

I feel him down there, in between my legs. Just the tingling sensation of his sticky cum on my clit is making it ache, making me want to race to his house to see what else he has in store for me.

They’ll be time for that later, but right now we have to get out of here before Jack tears the place apart. Every muscle in his hard body is flexed, and he’s got a crazed look in his eye as he pulls me toward the door.

We pass a guy sitting alone at a table and Jack yanks me closer to him as he turns to the guy with an intensity so fierce that it gives me shivers. “Don’t look at her!” he growls. “She’s mine!”

The guy immediately drops his eyes to his lap as we rush him.

Oh no. The sleazy manager Sledge spots us and calls out to the bouncer. “Cupcake!” he shouts, pointing at us as he rushes over.

I was so nervous around him when I came in earlier. He locked me in the back office and sat on the desk, smiling creepily as I stood in front of him, trying not to shake. He told me how it’s his managerial duty to take each girl for a test drive on their first night of work. I was terrified as he stood up and looked down on me with a horrible grin. I can still smell the whiskey and cigarettes on his foul breath.

My body was shaking as he reached out and squeezed my nipple so hard it hurt. He would have done a lot more if two of the girls didn’t get into a huge fight. He left to go break it up, smacking both around in the process, but he told me that we would be back here before the night was done. That’s when I knew I had made a big mistake. It was a horrible idea to come here, but I was so desperate to get Jack’s attention that I wasn’t thinking clearly.

“Cupcake!” Sledge shouts as he rushes over to block our way. I was so scared of him before, but I’m not anymore.

How can I be scared of anything when I’m under Jack’s protection? He looks like he’d set the whole world on fire to protect me.

It feels nice to feel so safe and secure. Completely guarded by my man.

“Stop right there,” Sledge says, holding up his palm. Jack walks right through him. Sledge’s palm hits Jack’s massive chest and then the sleazy manager jumps out of the way at the last minute before getting run over by this charging angry bull.

The bouncer Cupcake is a little harder to get past. He’s huge. At least half a foot taller than Jack, who is already at least six feet, and his body looks like he’s been shooting steroids into his ass for the past three decades. He’s standing in front of the exit with his enormous arms crossed over his mountainous pecs.

Jack doesn’t look intimidated. I feel his grip on my wrist tighten and it makes me even wetter.

“Out of our way before you get hurt,” he growls at the man. Jack may be smaller, but luckily for me, he is more beast than man.

“What is this?” Sledge says as he grabs the piece of fabric covering my body. “The fucking couch?” He rips it off and stares at it with an angry look on his face.

It doesn’t last long because Jack turns and slams his fist right into Sledge’s nose. The creep flies back like he was hit by a cannonball and slams into a nearby table, knocking beer bottles to the ground with a crash.

I let out a whimper as every head in the place stops and turns to us. Jack pulls me behind him, guarding me protectively. I know that he’ll go through each one of these people who try to stop us.

They seem to sense the same thing and stay in their seats.

Except for Cupcake. He lowers his arms and comes forward like a roided-out Terminator.

He may be big, but Jack is fast. His hand darts forward and before Cupcake can process what’s happening, there’s a knife pressed to his throat—the pocketknife I bought for Jack when I was sixteen.

Cupcake’s eyes widen to the size of well, cupcakes, as Jack walks him backward to the door. My man has one hand gripping the bouncer’s hair in a fist, pulling his head back as he holds the knife to the soft flesh of his neck.

“Get the door,” he growls to me, and I hurry past him to push the door open. The cool breeze hits my burning skin as I step outside, and hold the door open for Jack.

“If I see you take one step outside,” he says in a low threatening voice to the helpless man under his control, “I’m going to put this knife through your chest.”

With a grunt, he pushes Cupcake back inside and slams the door closed.

“On the bike,” he commands as he races over to me. There are about twenty bikes outside, but I know which one is his. I spent hours staring at it through my bedroom window while he was over for Sunday night dinners. One time when I was feeling particularly bold, I sat on it while it was parked in the driveway. I nearly had an orgasm as I rubbed my aching pussy on Jack’s seat.

Jack climbs on the bike and I jump on behind him as the door opens and a bunch of mean-looking bikers pours out of the club.

“Shit,” Jack curses when he sees them coming. The bike roars to life under us as he turns it on—the vibrations running from my spread pussy all the way up to my core.

I wrap my arms around his thick body and hold him tight as the motorcycle jerks forward. He rides up to the row of parked bikes and kicks the first one into the next one, sending them all toppling over like dominoes as the bikers rush at us.

Jack grins as he twists the throttle with his hand. The large tires squeal under us before shooting us down the road like a rocket, leaving the club in our past where it belongs.

* * *

The ride back to his house is pure bliss. It’s just me holding onto the only man I’ve ever loved as the cool wind flies through my hair. The adrenaline thrill of nearly being killed is flowing through my veins mixed with the excited anticipation of what’s to come.

I can still feel Jack’s cock in my hand. I can still taste his salty sweetness on my tongue. My pussy is still coated with his sticky cum and it feels just as good now as when he first rubbed it on me.

He turns onto his street, and I’m sad that the ride will soon be over. It feels like heaven, but I know what’s coming up next will be even better.

I rest my cheek on his strong muscular back as I hold him tight, my hands planted firmly on his hard abs.

The bike comes to a stop in his driveway and he turns to me as he presses the button on his automatic garage door opener. The door groans as it rises.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he says when he looks at me over his shoulder. My hair is probably a wild mess after driving across town with no helmet on, but he seems to find me sexier than ever. My heart swells in my chest with him looking at me like that. All I’ve ever wanted was for him to look at me like a woman, and now he is. I doubt he’ll ever see me as a child after tonight.

“Those bikers,” he says, taking a deep breath. “Do they know your name?”

I shake my head. “No. I used a fake name on the application.”

He takes a breath of relief. “Smart girl,” he says with a nod. “But still. We can’t take any chances of them seeing you. You’re staying here until this all blows over.”

“How long will that be?”

“A few months.”

I can’t help but grin. A few months alone with Jack? This couldn’t get any better.

Until it does.

“We’re going inside now,” he says with a passionate stare. “And I’m going to give you all of me. I’m going to fuck you with no protection.”

Warm shivers erupt through me as I listen to his throaty voice.

“I’m going to give it to you bare and breed you,” he says, making my pussy pulse. “After tonight you’ll be bound to me in an infinite number of ways. Now, listen to me carefully, Zoe. I know myself, and if we do this, I’ll never let you go. You won’t be allowed to leave me. Ever. You’ll be giving me more than your virginity, little girl. You’ll be giving me you. Your body. Your soul. It will be all mine.”

“It’s already yours,” I say, melting into his back as I squeeze him tight. “It will always be yours.”

He turns his head and kisses me so deeply that it makes my toes curl.

“That’s what I wanted to hear,” he says when he finally releases me. “Now go inside, and we’ll make it official.”