My dick is hard from carrying her over my shoulder, across the bar, and to Haywire’s truck. I ignore my cock and shut the door before going around the front to get in on the driver’s side. Jaci doesn’t move. She sits there stonily with her arms crossed over her perfect breasts. The top she wore shows the cream curve of her breasts and the top of the valley between, that could wrap around my shaft as I fuck her tits. Damn, I need to get laid soon, but the only woman I want is as skittish as a deer in headlights. Usually, I wouldn’t let a brother touch my bike, but to get Jaci back to my place to talk I’d do anything. She is freaking out about her feelings for me. It scares the shit out of her how hard and how fast she is falling.

I can relate, but we deal with fear in different ways. Fear wakes me the fuck up and has me ready to fight the world to make her mine. Jaci’s fear does the opposite. She shuts down because of her deep-seated fears.

She is quiet as I drive towards my house. Her arms and legs are crossed as she sits rigid and trying to ignore me. If she looks down, she’d see her arms are pushing her breasts up in her top making the creamy half-moons of her breasts more visible. The valley between them is formed to take a cock in a good tittie fuck.

I shift in my seat wanting to relieve the pressure my jeans are putting on my balls. Fuck. She has no clue how beautiful she is. Her long legs are exposed, and her shoes are the kind that inspires fantasies. The skirt is short enough that I saw most of her thighs. It wouldn’t take much for me to reach over and slide my hand up the inside of her leg to enter her pussy. She can straddle my dick and ride herself to orgasm without the skirt getting in the way.

My dick is going to fall off if I don’t get my thoughts under control. I can see those images in my head as if they are memories and not wishful thinking. If I ever hope to get her in my life and into my bed permanently, then I need to get her to the place where she’d want to face her fears, instead of running from them. I need to earn her trust as much if not more than her heart.

“Can you take me home please?” Her voice comes through soft and vulnerable.

I sigh and pull the truck over into an empty parking spot. There is plenty of light from the street lamps and from the traffic passing behind us.

“I’ll take you to your house, but I want you to promise me something first.”

She rests her head back against the headrest and closes her eyes before rolling her head to look at me. “What?”

“Promise me you won’t turn me away at the door. That you’ll talk to me.”

“We’re talking now.”

“Jaci.” Frustrated, her name comes out as more of a groan. “Please. I’m not asking for a lot here. This night isn’t at all what I wanted for us. Whatever spooked you at the bar, we need to talk about it.”

She sighs, “I would pick the one biker that actually wants to discuss feelings.”

“Baby, if all you want to do is have sex say the word and I’ll take you to my house right now, strip those panties you’re wearing off, and let you ride my cock fully dressed.” She remains silent and thank fuck for that because if she said that’s all she wants, I’d have done exactly what I said. Except, I’d handcuff her to my bed until she decides she wants to stay there. “I want more from you than that though.”

The next words out of my mouth are going to put me in a position I’ve never been in before and one that leaves me open and exposed. I’d never said these words to a woman before, but I will sacrifice my comfort in our relationship to give her the upper hand. She can make me or break me, and it scares the shit out of me that I don’t know which one she’d choose to do. “I’m falling in love with you.”