A Secret Ride: A Biker Erotic Romance (Karthadossian Riders MC) (3 page)

He had to take a very deep breath. She was constantly surprising him. Turning his head, he looked up at her with a naughty gleam in his eyes. He put his arms under her thighs and lifted her up onto the edge of the pool, spreading her knees wide and settling in between them.

She rested back on her hands; eyes wide open, watching him as he teased her folds open with his lips. He had a real thing for having sex in places they could easily be seen. Judging by her reactions, she was developing a taste for it herself.

Taking his time, he explored every inch of her. He brought her to the edge then pulled back, laughing when she growled at him. He did it again and she attempted to look at him sternly, a look he quickly caused to fade by sliding a long finger into her wetness. Four more times he brought her to the brink. Frustration and need had her close to throwing all caution to the wind and begging him to finish her off.

If he could have read her mind he would have pushed again, let her beg. However, he was at his own personal limit of control. Watching her reactions was more of a turn on for him than he liked admitting. Gripping her around the waist he pulled her into the water, soaking up the gasp from her lips with his own before pulling away to look into her eyes. “This is dangerous.”

“Dangerous?” She sounded like a parrot, her mind unable to focus on his words. Her brain was nothing but a mangled mush of throbbing need. Being back on a more even level had her thinking of nothing more than getting her hands on him and holding him still so she could get his cock inside of her.

“Condoms and water, not a good mix.” He licked a trail across her collarbone, making her shiver and stopping her wandering hands for a whole second.

She made a snap decision. Whether it was real trust, or lust, she couldn’t decide. “I’m on the pill, Rex. I haven’t been with anyone but you in the past year.” Her cheeks flushed bright pink at the admission but she was beyond being concerned about her embarrassment.

Rex shook his head. “I can’t say that, Ellie. I always use a condom, but I’ve been with other women. Recently. I’m no angel.”

Nodding, she acknowledged what he was saying but that little voice in her gut was screaming at her to trust him. In a movement that was smooth and quick, she gripped him firmly in one hand and lifted her legs around him, guiding him inside her.

“Ellie,” his voice was barely a whisper since all the breath had left his lungs. She was so much hotter without the barrier between them. The long low moan that escaped her and the way her eyes rolled back slightly let him know that she was just as affected by the difference. “Christ. Whatever you do, don’t move.”

Of course, the minute he said that her inner muscles clenched and released, so ready to feel him moving inside her that she couldn’t control them. She was nothing but a pounding heart, harsh breath and need. “I need--” Wrapping her arms around his neck and tightening her thighs around his hips, she began to move.

It was the most exquisite torture. He thought he knew great sex but this was more than anything he might have imagined and it was going to be over way too quickly if he didn’t do something. He tried tricks he hadn’t needed since high school. When none of them worked, he bit his tongue-- hard. Nothing helped.

She could tell what he was doing and she needed him to stop. With her lips against his ear, she whispered what she wanted, this time with no shame. “Take me, Rex. Fuck me hard.”

He gave her exactly what she wanted. Pressing her hips into the side of the pool, he slammed into her. Over and over, the water around them rippling violently, he pulled out as far as possible and slammed back into her. The guttural sounds coming from her throat were erotic as hell.

Ellie came hard, her entire body going taut and her nails digging in to try and find purchase on his back. His fingers were holding her hips so hard that she could barely move.

He could have pulled out. Should have pulled out. He didn’t. It was too good, buried deep inside her with her muscles milking him harder and harder. He let go and it felt like he came forever.

***

It was that time of night. Ellie was snuggled tight into his side, breathing deeply in sleep. Rex wished he could have that little bit of peace. There wouldn’t be much sleep for him tonight.

Xander wasn't a threat to Ellie but he was definitely a threat to the Siouxans. After the phone conversation with his Dad while Ellie was showering, he had no doubts that Xander would kill his own daughter if it got him what he wanted. There was also little doubt that if Xander didn’t already know about him and Ellie, he would find out soon enough.

His father had gone back to the storage unit and saw what the result of not showing up was. The body had been shoved into an old oil barrel, sealed and put inside the storage unit. It seemed that guns and explosives weren’t the only thing Xander was hiding in that unit.

There was only one way to keep Ellie safe. They had to find a way to stop Xander, dismantle his club and make sure that they didn’t end up in barrels in the process.

For tonight, and however long she’d have him, he was staying by her side. Not just because she needed protecting but because it was where he wanted to be. With Ellie and her softness, her kindness and spunk. It might turn out that they wouldn’t have long but it was worth the risk.

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