Stud lips twitched. “My dick is big enough to satisfy you.”
“Your dick gets too much action. I don’t fuck someone doing other bitches and don’t ever think that you can tell me what I want. Until you start wearing my panties, I think I’m the best judge of who I want to fuck.”
Stud shrugged. “Fine. I won’t fuck any other women. I’ll let you have until we’re done eating to make up your mind that you want to fuck me.”
Sex Piston was almost speechless. Almost. “You’re saying that you won’t fuck anyone else while we’re fuck buddies?”
He shook his head. “I don’t need another fuck buddy. I can have as many of those as I want. I’m talking about something different, Sex Piston, and you know it. I like you, and I want to spend some time with you. I’ve been trying to do that for a while, but you keep running back and forth between Ace and any other asshole you can find to put up with your shit.”
Sex Piston stiffened in her chair. “I don’t fuck assholes.”
She could tell that he wasn’t going to argue with her.
Sliding his chair back from the table, he took their empty plates to the sink before turning back to her. Leaning back against the counter, he crossed his arms across his chest. “Sex Piston, we could have a good thing if you gave it a chance.”
Sex Piston stared back at Stud, confused as to what to do. Usually it was an easy decision. She had never really felt sexually attracted to any man, but she felt a spark of desire for him. She admitted to herself that seeing him race that bike had her body primed. In the few years he had been friends with her pops she hadn’t really paid that much attention to Stud. She had been with Ace and busy building her clientele as a hairdresser. She had always noticed one thing about him that was a big negative for her, though.
“I don’t think you can keep your dick in your pants any more than my pops or Ace could.”
“I don’t like being compared to other men, Sex Piston.” Stud didn’t take his eyes off her, which kept the desire coursing through her. It was beginning to scream at her to do him.
Steeling herself against her weak body, she managed to get her girly parts back under the control of her mind. She shrugged her shoulders. “You’ve been married twice, Stud. Your record with women speaks for itself.”
“I married Reese. She followed me around the circuit and I didn’t turn away what she was offering. When she got pregnant, I married her. We were married four years. I would still be married to her if she hadn’t decided to fuck around on me with another rider at the club. They’re together now and they care about each other. I wasn’t going to stand in their way.”
“I bet you didn’t. Pops used to laugh about how you got your nickname when he thought I wasn’t listening. You even managed to get another woman knocked up,” Sex Piston said sarcastically.
“You think I’m stupid enough to get caught that way twice, Sex Piston?”
Sex Piston tried to understand what he was telling her. Stud wasn’t a stupid man and it had surprised her he had been stupid enough to get two women pregnant.
He stared back at her, waiting for his subtle message to click.
“Star isn’t yours?” Sex Piston could hardly believe the words coming out of her mouth. Star was a daddy’s girl if she had ever seen one,and she should know—she had lived in Diamond’s shadow with their father her whole life.
“This is just between us, Sex Piston, not your crew or anyone else’s business. Candi, Star’s mother, found out she was pregnant by Calder two days after he went into rehab. She was going to have an abortion without telling him. I told her if she married me, I would take care of the kid like it was mine. It would have killed him to find out what she was planning on doing. He’s my brother, and I wasn’t about to sit back and watch her destroy my niece. We got a divorce two days after she had Star.
“Are you going to tell him?”
“Maybe, if he ever straightens his ass out. If not, no.”
Sex Piston nodded her head in understanding. She had met Calder a couple of times. Stud’s brother had accompanied him a couple of times when he had visited her father. He was younger than Stud and the more wild of the two. Physically, they resembled each other, but that was where the comparisons ended. Her father had told her that Stud was constantly having to get his brother out of some trouble.
“Candi has moved on to another club and she doesn’t want to involve herself with Star. Every now and then she gets in the mood to play mommy for the weekend and I let her with supervision, but she doesn’t get in the mood often,” Stud said grimly.