Warmth she’d take away from me for God knew how long.
I sped, my heart hollowing with the cold void of missing her already. I couldn’t live with that. There had to be something I could do to make her stay.
“Wait… This isn’t the way back to my place,” she said.
My eyes squinted at the open road as I accelerated more.
Her body tensed against mine as we had the road to ourselves. “Dusty! Where the fuck are you taking me?!”
“Relax. I’m not gonna kidnap you.” I’d thought about it. Honestly, the only thing stopping me was her school. She worked so hard to get back to it. If I ruined it for her, she’d never forgive me.
“Then where are you going?!”
I slowed down, and then I pulled over by the roadside, dark rain pouring on us. She hopped off the bike in a flash. “Are you gonna tell me what the fuck you’re doing?”
My gaze locked on hers, taking in that beauty that had brought me to my knees from the moment we met, that was now, while she wore my clothes, her makeup and hair a mess under the rain, seemed to have increased tenfold. “I’m gonna put my life in your hands.”
She shook her head. “What?”
“I’m breaking all the rules, Cammie. I will show you that nothing matters to me more than you.”
“Dusty, what are you talking about? What are you gonna do?”
CHAPTER 2
Dusty
“I can’t ride your bike,” Cameron said incredulously.
“As the president of the Night Skulls, I say you can.” Even if no rules allowed ol’ladies to do so.
“Why? I’m not your ol’lady anymore.”
My fist clenched. “Can you stop saying that? I’m not breaking up with you, Cammie.”
“But I am. There’s nothing that’s going to change—”
Whatever she was saying turned into a yelp when I carried her over my shoulder caveman style and put her back on my bike.
She squirmed. “What the fuck?”
I held her still, not giving her any freedom or space to hop off again. Then I stared at her big brown eyes that were wet and mascara smeared. “You’re the only woman who has brought me to my knees. I respect you, and I submit to you lovingly and willingly, but when it comes to losing you, there isn’t an ounce of me that will submit. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to change your mind and win you back, Cammie. Even if it meansIwill have to bringyouto your knees.”
Her jaw dropped. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means tonight, I’ll tell you what to do, and you will obey like a good girl.”
I could hear the snort coming out of her throat, but before she had a chance to let it out, I climbed behind her, pushing her with my size to the front and held her hands.
“Dusty, stop. You can’t—”
The feeling of my cock pushing into her ass as I pushed my hips, spreading my legs silenced her. The little gasp that escaped her satisfied me; she still fucking wanted me. Bringing her hands to the handlebars, I leaned in, licking the rain drops off her neck. Then I whispered, “What did I just say?” I bit her earlobe, her sweet shivers to my touch running through me. “Be a good a girl and drive.”
“You know very goddamn well I’m not a good girl.”
I bit her neck with a rough, hungry kiss. “Then I’ll teach you how to bemygood girl.”
She scoffed. “I’m not driving, Dusty. You can’t force me.”