Viper started his bike and Cash moved his forward, going directly behind him. Rachel’s heart pumped hard as they all pulled out onto the road in twos. The bikes flew through the night in a roar of noise and excitement, even if they were just driving down the dark road.
Rachel could only guess at the adrenaline rush of actually driving the machine. Maybe she would learn to drive one. The thought of buying such an expensive motorcycle disappeared. She didn’t think she would achieve the same thrill of sitting behind Cash, gripping his waist, and leaving the skill to handle the monster between their legs to him.
Lily waved when she turned to look behind her. She was sitting next to Shade, who was driving Rider’s truck. Razer rode with Beth behind him at the end of the pack. He looked fierce with his hair pulled back with a do-rag and his leather jacket.
Her attention was jerked forward as they rounded a sharp curve, coming to a straightaway. The Last Riders’ compound was ahead. As the men cut their speed, pulling into the parking lot, Rachel expected Cash to keep going. Instead, he pulled in alongside Viper, turning off his machine.
Rachel stared at the clubhouse sitting on the hill with the large flight of steps leading up. She had been inside a couple of times: once to help Lily during one of her panic attacks and another to celebrate the baptism of Beth’s sons. Tonight, it looked different, as if a den of inequity was just waiting for her to step inside.
The question remained, was she brave enough to take that step?
Chapter 28
“Why are we stopping here?”
Cash climbed off his bike, staring down at Rachel. He reached out, taking off her helmet. “I thought I would show you my bedroom.”
He deliberately let his eyes run over her shirt where the damp material showed the outline of her breasts. He wasn’t surprised when she stiffened, gripping his bike with her thighs and refusing to get off the machine.
“I’m ready to go home. I’m working the church store in the morning.”
“Lily is going to open for you,” Cash stated casually, leaning down to lift her, despite her attempts to smack him away.
“But it’s my turn,” Rachel argued.
“Lily is paying back a punishment; she’s opening for the next week.” He took her hand, leading her up the steps. Rachel didn’t try to jerk away; in spite of herself, she wanted to spend more time with him before returning to reality. She damn sure didn’t want him to come to the realization he could make her want him despite herself.
The others watched in amusement as they came in the door. Before she could utter further protest, he ushered her up another flight of stairs. She had never been upstairs in the clubhouse. He led her down a long hallway, stopping at the next to the last door. This place was huge with the amount of rooms it had available.
Cash opened the door and pushed her inside, turning on the bedroom light and closing the door. Startled, she jumped at the loud sound.
Before she could gather her defenses, Cash went to her, winding her hair around his fist, using his body to back her toward his bed.
“Cash, I want to go home.”
Her vulnerable eyes almost swayed him, but if he relented, he would have to start over with her tomorrow. He was sick of waiting for her to realize he cared about her. The best way for her to realize she was his was to show the stubborn woman.
“I’ll take you back in the morning. After we eat breakfast, and I fuck you again.” His hand went to her top, peeling it off. Her bra was harder to remove because it was wet and she was struggling against him.
“And what if I say no?” Rachel objected to his high-handed treatment.
Cash stopped momentarily, becoming angry. “I’d stop when I heard it. I haven’t heard it yet, though. Do you really want to tell me no, or are you worried about what that good girl inside of you is trying to tell you? Tell her to fuck off. You owe me a blowjob, and you’re going to pay up. If you’re good, I’m certainly willing to return the favor.”
His hand went between her thighs, grinding the palm of his hand against the inseam of her jeans. She had come twice in the lake with him; it should be impossible to become aroused again so soon, yet she was burning for him. His dirty talk and commanding her had her getting hotter, stroking that part of her which had always fantasized about Cash.
Why not have some fun with him? She had never planned to cling to her virginity; it was gone anyway, already lost to the desire she had carried for him. She wasn’t in love with him anymore, and unlike the other women he’d slept with; she knew it would only be temporary. Maybe giving in and playing out her desire for him was the only way to move on.
Cash pulled off his t-shirt, showing his muscular chest. He had regained all the weight he had lost during his convalescence, and his blond hair was longer, brushing the back of his shoulders.
He took off his jeans and boots before going to the snap of her jeans. He sat down on the end of the bed, his cock hard and ready.