I woke up from my nap feeling rested and recharged. I went to the bathroom and examined my face. Jenny was wrong, I didn't look much different—just a little wrecked. I definitely felt different. I found a man that I actually loved. Happiness overwhelmed me. Things were moving so fast which was scary but exciting.
I checked my phone and saw a missed message.
Brendan: All done here. I need to see you. Can I pick you up?
He sounded so urgent. I smiled and replied back.
Shawn: Why the rush? You can't live with out me already?
Brendan: Your lips are addictive.
My face flushed red. He made me feel wanted—desired.
Shawn: I like the way yours taste.
Brendan: I'm coming over right now.
Oh shit! I'm not even dressed yet. I quickly typed back a reply.
Shawn: Can you give me thirty minutes? I just woke up and still need to get ready.
Brendan: I'm sure you look amazing. I'm on my way. Be there in fifteen.
Dammit! Why was he so controlling? I threw my phone on the bed and rushed to the closet.
A knock at the door interrupted me brushing my hair. I thought it would be best to make him wait. Let him stew a little bit. He shouldn't be so controlling.
“I'll get it, Shawn!”
Oh shit! Jenny! I didn't want them to meet yet.
I ran out of the bathroom and into the living room but I was too late—Jenny had already opened the door.
“Hi Brendan, I'm Shawn's roommate, Jenny.” She took his hand.
“It's nice to meet you.” Brendan walked in and spotted me. We had only been apart for a few hours but he wasn't kidding about needing to see me. Brendan rushed right by Jenny and made a bee-line straight to me.
My heart raced and adrenaline pumped through my veins. I breathed hard as Brendan took me in his arms and kissed my lips firmly. I melted away into nothingness. His scent was mesmerizing. My knees felt weak and I almost fell to the ground. I let Brendan hold me up as he broke away.
My eyes fluttered back open and I wondered why he stopped at all. I looked past Brendan and realized that Jenny was still standing there spying on us.
I wiped my mouth with my arm. “Sorry, Jenny.”
She crossed her arms and smiled. “Can't keep your hands off each other, eh? I miss that phase of the relationship.”
Jenny was boy-crazy and brought guys home all the time. The problem was: they only stayed for the one night and that was it. Jenny was fucking sexy but she attracted the wrong type of guy. It wasn't all their fault thought. The last time she had a real relationship was in high school but she was cheated on and never learned to trust men after that.
“We should get going, Brendan,” I said, tugging at his arm.
Brendan looked confused and hungry—not for food, but for me. I wanted him to take me in my bedroom but the time wasn't right. I didn't want to flaunt Brendan in front of Jenny any longer. It just wouldn't be right.
“Are you sure you guys don't want to stay?” she asked.
I knew she was just trying to be polite. Deep down she was crying inside. “I wish we could but Brendan wanted to show me his Motorcycle Club.”
I pulled Brendan by the arm until he finally budged and followed me out. “See you later, Jenny.”
“Nice to meet you,” Brendan said.
Jenny waved goodbye and locked the door behind us.
“What was all that about?” he asked as we walked down the hallway.
“She doesn't have a boyfriend right now and I don't want to make her jealous.”
Brendan nodded and pressed the button for the elevator. “If she wasn't there, I would have taken you on the floor of the apartment.”
This man really knows how to get my blood pumping.
The elevator dinged and we stepped inside. As I pushed the button for the ground floor, I realized that we were standing in a tight box and there was no escape. Brendan grabbed my wrists and pushed me up against the wall. His mouth hit mine and I moaned as his hands skimmed all over me.
Was he going to fuck me right here in the elevator!
“Oh my god, Brendan.”
Ding!
Brendan immediately withdrew and turned around as the elevator doors opened.
No! No! The trip was over too soon and I wasn't done yet.
Mrs. Johnson walked in carrying her toy poodle. She was an old lady that lived a couple doors down from me. The dog barked at Brendan. I smiled at her and exited the elevator, feeling supremely embarrassed.
I followed him outside to the parking lot, almost tripping over my feet.
My body surged with desire. How much more teasing could I take? “Fuck me now, Brendan,” I whispered. “I need you inside me right now or I'm going to explode.”
Brendan smiled. “Just a little while longer, baby.”
He handed me a bike helmet and jumped on. I fit my head and hair into the helmet and joined him on the motorcycle. He brought the thing to life.
How was I going to make it without coming all over his bike?
I hugged him hard and we sped away. I tried to think of anything to keep my climax at bay: Jenny, the strip club, but nothing worked. I felt up Brendan's strong chest and breathed heavily. I couldn't hold back any longer. I closed my eyes and focused on the pleasure, pressing my hardness against Brendan's back.
The intense vibrations stopped as Brendan turned off his bike.
Fuck! Fuck! Not again!
“We're here,” Brendan announced.
I got off the bike and could feel my pre-come running down my thighs. I pulled off my helmet and saw a big sign that said: The Burger Joint.
Brendan smiled. “Are you all right, Shawn? Your face is all red.”
I blushed even more. He knew exactly why I was all red.
“So this is the Dark Steel MC?” I asked, trying to change the subject.
“Not exactly.” Brendan led me inside the burger restaurant. The place was completely packed and there was a line of people wrapped around. The smell of meat, lettuce, and tomatoes made my stomach growl. We went through the small kitchen and to a back door.
“This is the MC,” he said, opening the door.