Chas's Fervor: Insurgents Motorcycle Club (Insurgents MC Romance Book 3) (51 page)

She stood up, and the wedding guest led her out to the dance floor. She was tall and her four inch heels added to her height. Axe wanted to feel her heels digging into his ass as he banged her hard against the wall. Why didn’t he forget about her and pick another woman? Several women had been giving him the once over, and he still had the giggling threesome from earlier in the evening. Axe liked fucking two and three women at once, and he knew the airheads would be more than willing, but he wasn’t interested. All he wanted was to bang the woman who moved so seductively on the dance floor.

He watched as they danced. The nerdy guy kept trying to look down her dress, and the way he kept pressing her into him told Axe that nerdy guy wanted to feel her tits against him. Axe couldn’t blame him for wanting that, but he wasn’t going to let it happen for one second. The jerk’s limp dick was probably semi-hard. And why was she allowing him to hold her like that?
Fuck she’s so close to this guy, they’d need a crowbar to pry them apart.
Axe was going to stop it. Now. He sauntered over, making a bee line for the couple.

“I’m cutting in.” Axe stated, his eyes focused on her mouth.

“Well, I—” the man began then stopped when Axe’s death stare froze him. Her dance partner dropped her hand and backed up, allowing Axe to take over.

Her hand was silky, and he curled his arm around her waist and tugged her closer to him until her tits were pressed against
his
hard chest.

“Are you always this pushy?” she asked in a soft, lilting voice which skimmed over him, hitting him right in his cock.

“Only when I want something.”

Her eyes widened slightly. “What do you want?”

“You.”

The woman’s lips parted, and Axe wanted to slip his tongue inside her warm mouth.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. We can play it like you don’t know what I’m talking about and I’ll keep feeding you lines, or we can be honest. I want you and you want me.” Axe placed his fingers against her lips. “Don’t deny it. You’ve been eye-fucking me since you sat down at the table.”

She gasped. “What kind of woman do you think I am?”

Axe leaned down and whispered in her ear. “I don’t know, but I’m aiming to find out.” When he took her earlobe gently between his teeth for a second, he felt her shiver.

“You’re pretty sure of yourself, aren’t you?”

“Yeah, and I’m pretty sure you’re gonna be screaming and begging me for more after I’m finished with you.”

The woman tilted her head sideways, scrutinizing his face. It was as if she were battling with some internal voice. Axe knew she was intrigued, but she was fighting with her goody two-shoes persona. He hoped like hell her naughty girl beat the shit out of the good girl so he could have some fun with this tall, sexy babe.

“I don’t do this sort of thing,” she said softly against his ear, her breath tickling his neck. She was too sexy.

“I’m not judging you, sweetheart.”

“If, and I’m not sure I’m going to do this, but
if
I decide to throw caution to the wind, this will be a one-night stand only. No names, no phone numbers, no personal information at all. Okay?”

Axe kissed her neck, murmuring, “You’re my kind of woman. Nothing but a good time. No strings attached. I’m totally on board.”

“I’ve got a room in the hotel.”

“What’re we waiting for?”

“Shouldn’t we wait until they cut the cake?”

“I’m sure we can find something to eat beside cake.” He winked at her, and she blushed. It had been a long time since he’d had a woman blush when he said something.
This is gonna be more fun than I thought.

Discreetly they walked out of the ballroom and entered the elevator. When the shiny brass doors closed, Axe crushed his lips to hers, pulling her close while his hands squeezed her ass. Stiff at first, she relaxed and opened her mouth, his tongue diving in. During the entire elevator ride to the twentieth floor, they groped, panted, and kissed until the bell dinged and the doors opened.

“I’m in room 2032,” she said between breaths as Axe continued to kiss her.

“Lead the way, sweetheart.”

Hawk’s Property: Insurgents Motorcycle Club Book 1

Jax’s Dilemma: Insurgents Motorcycle Club Book 2

I love hearing from my readers. You can email me at
[email protected]
.

Sign up for my newsletter to receive updates on new books, special sales, free short stories, and ARC opportunities at
http://eepurl.com/bACCL1
.

Visit me on facebook at
www.facebook.com/chiahwilder