I walked with Jorge over to his car. “It’s alright you see? I’ll call you later.”
He pulled me close into a tight hug. “I’m still worried about you. I expect to hear from you every day, or I’ll be talking to your mother.”
I pulled back and away. “I’m an adult. Will you stop treating me like a kid?” I shook my head.
“Wait. Don’t go away angry,” he said and gave me a light kiss on my cheek.
“Times up,” Brody was suddenly next to us. “We’re going inside.”
“Alright,” I smiled and waved at Jorge as he glared at Brody.
“She better come back exactly as she left,” Jorge said.
“You threatening me?” Brody said and chuckled, stepping in front of Jorge, who gave me a “see?” look as he took a small step back.
I shook my head and tugged on Brody’s arm. “Enough. Let’s go. Jorge, I’ll call or text you later.” Brody placed a possessive hand low on my back. I should have removed it, but it felt good in a caveman sort of a way, so I left it.
Brody flashed a grin at me and cheekily slid his hand around my waist and over to my buttocks and gave it them a squeeze and winked at me.
I grinned and caught Seren’s laughter on the other side of me. I moved to untangle myself from his grasp, but Brody held on, and a thrill worked up my spine as we walked on and made our way into the stadium. The season was well over, so I wasn’t sure what to expect to find, but a suited woman met us at an entrance to the stadium and led us down an underground passage toward the field. I moved around, filming their walk inside, as well as flashing some pictures once we reached the inside. The turf and stands were quite the sight, even empty.
There were media representatives there with cameras, and a few massive athletes wearing expensive, casual wear waiting with Patriot’s team merchandise. They greeted and handed them out to the ladies, and shook their hands for the photo ops. It felt amazing taking photos and jotting down information on the players like a real reporter. A glimpse into the life I only dreamed about, and I felt myself choke up with gratitude at the gift I was receiving from the women and their partners in letting me come with them. I looked over at Brody, who had a guarded expression. Still, I mouthed “thank you,” and that softened him a touch.
“Piper. This is a participation group,” Seren sung out. “Get over here and do something cool.”
I was thrilled and walked over to pick up the football. Seren took my camera. “One of you guys, pick her up.” And wouldn’t you know, one of the huge linebackers did as she said and she took a picture of us. I did a little dance when he put me down, and that got a laugh from everyone, but my eyes were only on Brody whose smile lit up my insides. Seren handed me back my camera and said, “Take my picture now.”
I quickly set up her hand squeezing the quarterback’s butt. That didn’t go down well with the manager, but the tight end receiver was a good sport about it and posed for a two-handed squeeze that all the media captured. I could only imagine Twitter exploding with the image. As we were led back outside, Seren strolled up and placed her arm around my shoulders. “That was fun.” We laughed.
“See? Cancer has its advantages. Don’t you wish you had it?” Riley said deadpan.
My face heated and a felt a lump forming in my throat. I didn’t answer.
“Stop being bitchy. Our cancer isn’t Piper’s fault. Every woman in my family had it and died from it before she was even born,” Seren said. Her words were meant to help, but they didn’t. I was intruding on what could be their dying wishes. “Don’t mind her. Here let me look at that sexy butt I groped in my hands. I swear it was so firm I bet I could bounce a baby off of it,” Seren said and giggled. She looked through them with a happy face. “Hell, I think I do want a web page. You’ll work on one for me won’t ya, Pipes?”
I swallowed hard. “Yes . . . yes, I will.”
“After we set up camp,” Brody said, walking up to me and placing a hand on my shoulder as we walked back into the parking lot. “You’re riding with me. It’s about four hours from here.”
I watched everyone in the group get on their bikes. Seren rushed over to us with a helmet and held it up. “Here, Piper. Ride for me?”
I smiled at her, “I’d be honored.”
She put it on my head. “She’s so sweet. You gonna let Brody find out how sweet? Ha. Now she’s as pink as my helmet.”
Seren laughed as she danced away back to her bike, leaving me with Brody, and I just couldn’t look at him. My pulse was racing as his hand settled, warm on my back as he moved us forward to his bike. When we got there, he held out his leather jacket for me to wear and I put my hands through the sleeves. When I went to zip it up, he took over, slowly moving it up the front of my body. I lifted my eyes to his face, and my breath caught. He was mesmerizing in his beauty. He leaned in holding his mouth right in front of mine and sucked in air. “I know these lips are sweet.” He lightly brushed his mouth against mine. His gaze was bold, and I was practically panting, but he didn’t go any further, just climbed on the bike, so I got on behind him. The engine roared to life. Being so close to him and the vibration between my thighs was driving me insane. I closed my eyes, ignoring all the warnings my mind was giving me and pressed myself flush against him as Brody fell into place with the group. We drove out of the parking lot and into street traffic. Doc, driving the caravan made up the rear. The adrenaline was pumping through me as we moved down the road. When I spotted the sign telling us the highway was a mile ahead; that was when the situation hit me. I was not only on an adventurous ride out of Boston. I was holding onto this scorching hot guy on the back of his motorcycle. He flexed and shifted his body on the seat right up against me as we stopped at the lights. I allowed my hands to feel the solid ridges of his muscles as I moved my hands under his jacket and around his waist. He revved his engine, and I shuddered against him. The muscles low on my body clenched with a need to get even closer to him. This went on for a few more blocks; me touching and him responding, until he hung back and flashed his lights at the caravan. We drove on until the caravan pulled off and followed, pulling up behind it.
When we stopped, Brody turned and gave me a dark, lustful look that stole my breath and said. “We’re getting on the caravan.”
PIPER SQUIRMING BEHIND me had my cock trying to burrow through my jeans to get inside her. There was no way I could ride for four hours like that. So I surrendered to her call and got us on the caravan. Doc didn’t blink when I came over to put my bike on the trailer. He helped me secure it while Piper stood, fidgeting next to the door. I smiled. Was she nervous? If she knew all the ways I wanted to fuck her right now, she would be. But I didn’t think she was ready for that. I came back up to the caravan where she was standing, and took off the helmet.
“Go on in, to the back,” I instructed as I dragged the tip of my finger down the side of her face. The shiver I felt from her made my dick twitch. And I got harder as she gave me an eye full of her tight ass going up the stairs as I closed the door behind me.
The caravan was packed with suitcases, and boxes of things we collected on the road were stacked up on the built-in leather seats. It had a small, kitchenette/dinette and bunk beds. She managed to navigate around it and stop at the full-size, built-in bed. I followed behind and detached the gate and pulled the accordion wall latching it in place. She sat down on the edge of the bed and glanced up at me. I pulled down the zip front of the leather jacket.
“I don’t know. . . .” She mumbled.
I kissed her neck and up to her ear. “You say stop, I will. That’s it,” I said. The caravan came alive as it moved down the road. So I sat down next to her on the bed. This time, I didn’t hold my hands back from where they wanted to touch. I kissed down her neck and cupped her tits; rubbing over her hard nipples sticking out from her button-down shirt. I lowered my head to clamp my mouth on the swollen peaks and sucked them through the fabric. Not willing to wait to take them out. She arched her back; her han
ds gripped my hair, holding me there and moaned.
“Tell me,” she whispered.
Tell her what? If she wanted to talk, then I must not be doing my job. I pulled up the end of her shirt and unbuttoned the top of her jeans and kissed over her stomach. Her skin was soft as I made my way down and eyed the pink lace covering her pussy. Damn she was sexy.
“Tell me first,” she huffed out again.
“Tell you what,” I said roughly.
Her hands held my face.
“Say you’re not with Seren,” Her eyes were lidded, and she was gasping for air. Still her question was a cold-water shot to my balls. I didn’t have an easy answer for her either.
I rolled over on my back. “It’s complicated.”
“You’re in a ménage with Seren and your friend Cole?” she said accusatorily.
“No . . . It’s complicated,” I admitted.
“Oh. So you’re in a ménage,” she said and turned on her side away from me.
“Not sexually,” I said and turned her back over. “Listen. Cole and Seren are family. Cole is my only family. He’s at war. Seren is the love of his life, and she has nobody. Her mother died of invasive breast cancer. She never knew her piece of shit father. He and his family took me in when I left home and never asked me for anything except for this—to be there for Seren. And that’s what I’ll do.”
“So you’re here with her until he returns from Afghanistan?” she ran the tips of her fingers along my jaw. She couldn’t keep her hands off me either.
I swallowed. “Cole’s special forces. He has more missions ahead.”
“So let me get this straight. You’re his wing man; indefinitely?” she scrunched her face.
“If that’s how long it takes,” I said. I could see the confusion, but I had already made my peace with it. I was staying and would be there for Seren however long it takes. I left out the part that Cole gave us his permission for us to use this trip to get romantically closer; to be a real ménage if we wanted to, but neither one of us was interested in crossing that line. We did both like the idea of being all together though. “No matter what, I’m not leaving her.”
“If you’re not in love. . . .” she said.
“I’m not looking for love,” I said bluntly. Hell, I didn’t even know if I was capable of it ever again. “It’s Cole and Seren, and when, and if, he’s back, it’ll be the road.”
She blinked at me. “Oh, so you’re not dating her or in love, but even if she weren’t around, you wouldn’t want to be with anyone else.”
I sighed. “I don’t want to lead you on.”
“I asked about your ménage, not for hearts and flowers,” she peered through her lashes. “I was more concerned you were with Seren.”
I tried to catch her eye again, but she averted. “Uhm hmm. And if I was with Seren?”
Her cheeks pinked. “I wouldn’t want to . . . whatever we came in here to do. I like her.”
Seren was easy to like. I understood when I met her why Cole loved her.
“My mom and dad were in an open marriage before their divorce. She said it was awful. She never really wanted to share my dad,” she said.
“That must have been hard for the two of you,” I rubbed my growing beard. “I don’t know how I’d feel about it.”
“So, if, say, I was yours,” she said her eyes twinkling. “You’d be with someone else and share me with your friends?”
I frowned. Hell no. “It depends on what we want.”
“No way. If you were mine, and I was looking for a relationship,” she said the last bit real fast, “I wouldn’t want to share you. I’d have to be enough.” She looked down at her hands.
I rubbed my finger under her chin, and she gave me a weak smile. “Whoever that man is, he shouldn’t even think of cheating on you. If he did, he doesn’t deserve you.” The words were out of my mouth before I could think about it. Seren and Cole’s situation was different. They were my best friends. I exhaled long. Our talk was a mood killer. Her yawning didn’t bring it back.
“You’re tired. You can go to sleep,” I said pushing my hair off my forehead. “Hell, we have hours before we reach the campground in Maine.”
“I didn’t sleep much last night. After what happened. . . .” she explained.
I ground my teeth. That shifty-eyed motherfucker. “What happened after I left?”
“Nothing. I said goodbye to my mom and left,” she said with a thickness in her tone. There had to be more to it, but I didn’t press her right now. She had been through enough with her piece-of-shit stepfather. Son of a bitch was way too confident. I hated how scared she was. I should have put the fear of death in him before I left. “If he ever tries anything with you, he’ll be answering to me.”
“He’s well connected in the community. He’d mess with your life,” she said.
“I’m not scared,” I said and cupped her face. “Look at me and promise you’ll tell me if he ever tries anything with you again.”
She met my eye. “Why do you care?”
This time, I looked away and flashed on a memory that I quickly pushed right back out of my mind. That shit wasn’t going to do any good, for one. I was tougher and stronger. Piper was going to be the same if she stayed.
“I just do. That’s who I am,” I said, and that was my vice. I couldn’t stop myself from wanting to save everyone. Cole, Seren, and now Piper. Piper though was a trooper. She showed up and jumped in like a professional, taking notes and photos. “If you stick around I’ll teach you a few more moves to take down a bloated asshole like him.”
She smiled, and I could have slapped God’s back for making this woman. “I thought you were a mechanic, not a boxer.”
“I’m good at many things,” I teased and kissed her quick. She kissed me back, and that was enough for me to deepen. She put her hands on my neck and pulled me on down on top of her. My cock woke up and then some, and I pushed her legs open and she wrapped them around my waist. I ground my dick against her, just how I wanted to fuck her pussy. She whimpered and moved her hips. She wanted more, and I wanted to give it. I pushed in again as I kissed her hard on her lips. This felt good, but I don’t like teasing my dick. If I wasn’t getting it wet, it wasn’t doing some dry humping shit. I ran my hand down her zipper and pressed in right where I knew her clit was. Her expression showed me her mind was conflicted. But the way she squirmed and lifted, I could see her pussy was winning. I was conflicted too. She was going to be around, and sex between us would complicate things even more with Seren and Cole. Besides, I liked her and didn’t want to hurt her. I took a deep breath and moved on my back.
“I like you too, Brody,” she answered to what I hadn’t realized I’d said aloud.
“I’m tired too. How about we go to sleep?” I suggested.
“Okay,” she said and snuggled up to my side. “Do you know how much the campsite is? Is there a list of where you’re going so I can budget?”
I didn’t even think about that, but I could see she was worried.
“Your parents don’t give you an allowance? I asked.
“Nope. My mom gave me some, but I try not to take anything from her or Royce. I want to live within my means. Even these clothes I’m wearing, my mom grew out of and was going to throw away these because she lost more weight for Royce.”
“Royce is an ass.” That we both agreed on. I admired the desire to make her own way.
“My dad was like that, making his own way and stuff. He was self-made and built his company on his own. He kicked me out at eighteen and said. “Go, do something with your life.”
“Did you have money or a place to go?” she asked.
“Nope,” I replied.
“That’s horrible,” she said in disgust.
“That’s life. He’s not all bad though. After I proved a success with my mechanic skills and got my own shop going, he invested in them.” Well one, and as long as the payments are on time; I don’t hear from him.
“How ma
ny shops do you have?” She asked.
“Three. One in San Diego, Los Angeles, and New York,” I said.
“So you ride from coast to coast. I mean how you handle your business out here?” she asked.
“I do check in, and I got good people,” I said.
“Wow, how old are you?” she asked.
“Twenty-five,” I said. “Now, I thought you were tired. Let’s get some sleep.”
She snuggled in. I sighed and pulled her soft curves closer and after a while drifted to sleep. I woke up before her and watched her for a while, and when her big blue eyes opened up to me, I smiled. “Welcome back.”
“Did I sleep the whole way there? Sorry,” she asked.
“Not the whole way. You feel good all snuggled up, except for the snoring,” I was teasing and telling the truth. She did snore, but not too bad.
She hit my chest a little hard. Sprite can pack a punch. I like a tough girl. I rolled her over and pinned her. She placed her hands on the sides of my face and peered into my eyes. Whoa. What was I doing?
I gave her a peck on the lips and sat up. “You should get ready. We’ll ride the bike into camp.”
I could feel her eyes on me, but I didn’t look her way.
Standing up, I unhooked the divider. “The bathroom is right outside the door if you need it. You can ride or stay on.”
“I’ll ride,” she said as I pulled the door back enough, to step out and ease my way up front where Doc was.
“Pretty quiet back there,” Doc said with a cocked eyebrow.
“Yeah,’ I said. I didn’t say anything else, but Doc was smart enough to get the message and smarter to drop it.
“I want to ride us back into the camp if that’s alright?” I told him.
“Of course. I’ll stop at the first chance I get,” Doc said. He didn’t waste any time and pulled off at the next rest stop. Piper came up front, carrying the helmet Seren gave to her and wearing my leather jacket. She looked sexy. So sexy that I wanted to take her, back in the bedroom and fuck her. But I resisted, we got on my ride, and she held on to me, tight. It felt good. So good, I let my mind think I was good enough to keep her. That she’d be happy with all that I had, and my life. But I knew that wasn’t true. She’d figure it out and go back to that mansion in Boston and that exciting life she was desperate enough to come with us to try to get. Her hands caressed my abs at the stoplight. I glanced at her in the side mirror before increasing my speed on down the road when the light changed. This was her vacation. She was becoming mine too.
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