“Yeah, I see some of that. The Sons’ money troubles have put quite a strain on their relationship.”
Krystal’s expression showed her surprise. “Joker has talked to you about club business? That surprises me.” She took another long drink of champagne and topped off both our glasses again. “Apparently this brand of champagne evaporates quickly,” Krystal laughed as she poured the last of the wine into my glass. She brought the bottle to her lips and licked the last drop from the mouth of the bottle, maintaining eye contact with me while she slowly set the bottle on the table.
“I just lost all capacity for rational thought,” I said as I watched her take a sip from her glass. It was like watching a movie made exclusively for me — a beautiful woman seated next to me who was seducing me without lifting a finger. I wanted her more than I’d ever wanted any other woman, but I knew that she came with complications. Her attachment to the MC and specifically to Bug meant that she really should be off limits, especially for someone who hoped to be voted into the MC in a couple of days. I felt like a bit of a pussy, with a gorgeous woman in front of me who was clearly interested. All I had to do was teach out and take what I wanted, but here I was — worrying about whether or not I should.
It was like Krystal could read my mind.
She set her glass on the table and leaned toward me, giving me a quick look down her shirt. “I have a crazy idea.”
I swallowed and tried to drag my gaze away from the curve of her breast. “What’s that?”
“Have you already bought baseball tickets?”
For a second I had no idea what she was talking about, having completely lost myself in the delicious thought of unbuttoning the rest of the buttons on her shirt. “Um, no, I haven’t. They weren’t sold out, so I figured we could just get them at the gate.”
“I say we blow off the ball game, stay here, drink all the champagne they’ll send us, and order room service for dinner.”
“You’re not just beautiful,” I said. “You’re brilliant, too. I think that’s a fantastic idea.”
Before I could say another word, Krystal reached out, took my glass from my hand, and set it on the table. She leaned toward me. “If you’re not going to make the first move,” she whispered, “I will.”
Krystal kissed me, and it took my breath away. She smelled like soap and something a little spicy, and the gentle pressure of her lips on mine threatened to make me lose all control. She slid her hand onto my thigh, and I couldn’t help myself. I reached up and tangled my hand in her hair, pulling her closer to me. I felt Krystal open her mouth slightly, and lightly touched the tip of her tongue with mine, and I imagined the other places I wanted to put my tongue.
Without warning, Krystal pulled away and stood up. She kicked off her boots, faced me, and before I knew it, she straddled me and sat down with her knees on either side of my hips. I knew she’d feel my erection, and all I could think about was wanting to get her as turned on as I was. I reached up and pulled her down to cover her lips with mine again, and as she leaned into the kiss, I could feel her rubbing against my cock that suddenly felt too large for my jeans.
Fingers wound through her hair again, I pulled back long enough to look at her. “Goddamn, you are gorgeous.”
Krystal held my gaze as she reached up and unbuttoned a single button on her shirt, revealing the curve of both breasts and a glimpse of black lace. “I’ll get you started, Luke, but if you want me, you’re going to have to take me.”
I leaned forward and kissed her neck very softly, savoring her soft skin and her delicious smell. Krystal started to breathe a little faster, and I could feel her back arch as she leaned into the kiss. I’d clearly found a spot she liked. I thought about unbuttoning her shirt the rest of the way while I kissed her neck, but I wanted to watch while I revealed the amazing body that she’d kept covered up.
“Oh, don’t stop,” Krystal said, sounding disappointed that I’d lifted my lips from her neck.
I laughed. “Don’t worry. There’s more where that came from. I just think you’re wearing far too much in the way of clothes. Mind if I fix that?”
Krystal rolled her eyes, and I couldn’t tell if she was really irritated or just playing with me.
“Jesus, Luke. Do you have to ask? If you want to see me naked, just make it happen.”
I looked at Krystal sitting on my lap, pressed against my hard cock, and I decided that if I was ever going to learn how to take what I wanted — be tough enough to fit in with the Savage Sons — that right that moment, with a gorgeous girl who’d just offered herself to me — that was the time to start. Fuck doing what I thought I should. I wanted Krystal … whether she was still with Bug or not … and I was gonna take her. Fuck self control. I was going to lose myself in her and refuse to have regrets.