Page 32 of King's Barber

“Courage for what? To kiss me? You did that fine at the clubhouse with only one beer,” I said.

He leaned in close, his breath tickling my mouth. “I want to fuck you.”

“Have you jerked off to the thought of it?” I wasn’t the type of person to tease. I got the deed done and left, but something urged me to give it back to Luke. He’d tormented me with his antics for too long, and now it was my turn.

He swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat, the ink on his neck moving with it. “Fuck yeah. Until my cock was raw.”

Hearing him say it had a shiver sliding down my spine. I wet my lips and let my gaze travel down his body. He wasn’t insanely muscular like some of his biker brothers, but he had a sinewy type of body, like I had. Corded muscles that made him quick and strong at the same time. He could move in ways the bigger Kings couldn’t.

He smirked. “Want to watch?”

“I should go,” I whispered, while doing the complete opposite and grabbing his face, slamming my mouth against his again. His body was warm against mine and his hard cock nudged against my thigh. The heat of our kiss had my muscles in all kinds of knots, and I thought I’d come right then and there. We kissed until we ran out of breath, and then I reluctantly broke our contact. “I have to work tomorrow.”

“Yeah, me too.” He slid a finger down my face, caressing my jaw. “Tell me I can kiss you again, Quain.”

Fuck. “We’ll see how much you piss me off.”

He laughed and the sound wormed its way into my chest like a nail threatening to break the shell I’d built around myself. “Deal.”

I shook my head and slid out from where I was trapped between him and the car. We walked back to the others together, and KC gave me a knowing smile when I reached him. I glared in return.

“It’s time to go.”

We said our goodbyes, and to my surprise, Sophie and KC talked about meeting up in town one day after school. When we got into the car, I asked him about it.

“I like her. She’s cool.” He shrugged. “You were the one who said I needed more friends.”

I snorted. I hated when he threw my words back in my face, but I didn’t mind it this time. Sophie was a good girl, I just worried that our lives were becoming too connected with Luke’s. When this assignment was done, we’d both need to walk away, and I could already tell this was going to hurt KC.

I sighed. I was in trouble.