Page 60 of Bad for You

He tucked my hair behind my ear. “How do you look even more beautiful in the morning?”

My face heated. “I know how I look in the morning. You need your eyes checked.”

He tapped my nose. “Shut it, baby. You’re fucking hot like this. You’re always hot.”

“Shut it?”

“Yep. Now, I gotta get to Rocktown early, so we need to be efficient. Option one: You stroke my dick and I finger your pussy. Option two: Sixty-nine. Option three: Hard and fast fuck.” He gave my butt a squeeze. “Lady’s choice.”

My face heated and a pulse between my thighs started instantly. How was that possible? How was it he could turn me on so easily? “Um…”

Someone banged on the door. “Riff! Stones wants to see you. Now.”

Jesse stiffened and growled.

He did not look happy.

“Everything okay?” I asked, snuggling closer.

He let out a long breath. “Yeah.” He kissed me hard and fast and rolled out of bed. “Sorry, babe.”

I frowned. “You’re going, now?”

My gaze moved over his gorgeous naked body as he scooped up his jeans and tugged them on. “Promise I’ll make it up to you.” His gaze darkened. “Won’t be long, then we’ll head home.”

I didn’t know how motorcycle clubs worked, but obviously when the president called, you went, even if you were in bed with your girlfriend. “Okay.”

He shoved his feet in his boots and came back. He put a hand to the bed, leaned in, kissed me again, then sauntered out shirtless.

I felt weird just lying here and quickly got up and dressed. I was pulling on my boots when the door opened. I turned, expecting Jesse, but it was Sofia.

His sister-in-law who’d tried to get between Jesse and me.

She smiled. “Riff told me to come keep you company. I think he’s scared you’ll leave this room and walk into something that might shock you for life…or at least make you think twice about coming back.” She glanced at my feet. “Nice boots.”

“Thanks.” I smiled back but remained wary. Right now, she was being nice, so could I. “And what would I walk into if I left this room?”

She sat on the bed beside me. “Well, I just came across the aftermath of a threesome in the clubhouse.”

She chuckled at my obviously shocked expression.

My belly squirmed. “Does that kind of thing happen a lot?”

“People in the club are free and easy. You can screw who you like. As long as a girl hasn’t been claimed and she’s into it, she’s fair game.”

“Has Jesse, did he ever…” I slammed my mouth shut. Did I really want to know the answer to that?

“Has he had group sex?” She winced, which was answer enough. “People don’t have hang-ups about sex here. We don’t judge, you know?”

Unlike me.

The old you, I reminded myself, even as I worried that I could never be enough for Jesse. He was used to free and easy, zero inhibitions.

“Riff really likes you. I wouldn’t worry.”

I nodded, feeling weird, my happy glow washing away with the image in my head of Jesse and a bunch of women in this bed with him.

“Hey…um, I wanted to apologize to you.”