Free Bad Boy's Touch (Firemen in Love Book 3) by Amy Starling Page B

his.”
    Madison wasn't pleased to hear that. She folded her arms and tried to pretend she was annoyed with me.
    “Coming,” I yelled back. Then I had an idea. “And you're coming with me.”
    “With you?”
    “Yeah. You can sit behind me. Ever rode a motorcycle before?”
    “Yes, on patrol a few times, but – hey, wait! You can't be serious,” she cried. “First of all, I came here to stop you from making so much noise. I'm supposed to be working.”
    I grinned. “You are working. You think I'm gonna cause trouble, right? Well, what better way to keep an eye on me than by coming along for a ride?”
    She trailed behind me as I strode back to my bike, howling about how she could give me ten different tickets for this if she wanted to.
    “Racing is speeding,” she howled over the bike's roar. “You're disturbing the peace after midnight on a weekday. And where is your helmet? You expect me to get on that thing and not wear one?”
    “I'm that good. You just have to trust me.”
    She rolled her eyes. “Trusting people hasn't gotten me very far in life, sorry to say.”
    Axel checked Madison out nervously. He had a right to be freaked out; guy had a mile-long rap sheet and probably several warrants for his arrest.
    “What's the deal with her? ”
    She scowled. “Excuse me, but I'm standing right here. You can direct your questions to me.”
    I swatted her ass to distract her from Axel's running mouth. She shrieked at me, but there was a definite twinkle in her eye.
    She liked this, didn't she? Of course, she'd never admit it. I knew the minute I met her she'd be a freak in the bedroom.
    Just the way I liked it, lucky for her.
    “How dare you! I'm an officer of the law, not a piece of meat!”
    I snickered. “Axel, Madison is a friend of mine... sort of. She's gonna be my racing partner.”
    “No I'm not,” she protested weakly.
    “But dude, she's a cop.”
    I gestured for the idiot to shut up and go back to his bike, which he finally did. Then I pulled Madison onto the seat behind me.
    “Just hang on to me tight and you'll be fine.”
    “I won't be fine. I'll go flying off your stupid bike and crack my skull on the road.” She reached for her handcuffs. “I don't have to go along with your games, you know. I could take you in right now.”
    I put my hand over hers and shot her a smoldering stare. “Thought I told you to save those for the bedroom, hmm?”
    That knocked her speechless. I revved the engine. She let out a quiet cry and threw her arms around me.
    Finally, she was letting me get nice and close to her. Too bad we weren't both naked, though. Not yet, but we would be soon.
    Because one way or another, I'd made up my mind.
    I was gonna fuck her good and hard tonight.
    “Yo, what are you doing?” Diego was not happy. “She's a pig, dude.”
    “It's cool. I know her.” I stared him down. “We gonna have a problem?”
    There were few people Diego shied away from. I was one of them. He wandered back to his own bike, muttering and cursing to himself.
    “Don't worry about assholes like him,” I told her. “They talk big but can't back it up.”
    “Why would I worry? I'm the one with the gun.”
    “You have a good point. Now, hold on tight and don't let go.”
    She clasped her fingers around my waist as I rolled into the road with the others. Oh, what a tease. Did she have any idea how damn hard her touch made me?
    I pulled up to the starting line, the traffic light, so excited I was almost shaking. How was I supposed to win like this?
    “Get ready, y'all,” Axel yelled. “Go on green.”
    “Can't believe you're talking me into this crap.” She rested her chin on my back. “If it gets back to Victor that I was riding in a motorcycle race instead of doing my job...”
    “It won't. Just relax and enjoy the ride, okay? It's all right to have fun once in a while.”
    I shut my eyes briefly to get some focus. Deep breaths. Control the adrenaline; don't let it control you. No room for