Outlaw | Bad Boy Motorcycle Club Alpha MC Romance (12 page)

Chapter 11

“Are you alright?” He asks as they ride the elevator up to the twenty-third floor, breaking the silence as Jennifer stands quietly, leaning against the mirrored wall.

“Yeah, I guess I am.” She whispers to him. “I’ve just never, you know, planned something like this before. I never pictured something like this ever happening in my life.”

  He nods sympathetically as they step out of the elevator and walk down the hall to Andrei’s room.

  She steps inside, kicking off her shoes as he locks the door behind them before pulling off her sweater as she makes her way over to the bed.

  Jennifer tosses the garment onto the sheets as she watches Andrei slip his arms out of his suit jacket.

“Thanks for letting me stay the night, by the way.” She whispers to him as she watches him walk over to the coffee pot on the desk before disappearing with it into the bathroom to fill it with water to heat up. “I don’t know what I would even be doing with myself right now if I had to be alone.”

“No problem.” He says, leaning against the desk as he walks over to the large windows and pulls the curtains closed. “I remember how nervous I was before my first big job. I could have really used someone to be there for me.”

“Yeah?” She whispers to him as she gets up from the bed before walking over to him and wrapping her arms around his waist from behind as she rests her cheek on his back.

“Yeah.” He starts, resting his hands on hers as he lets out a comfortable sigh. “Sometimes I still do.”

“Did you yesterday?” She asks, whispering into his ear as he remembers the speckle of blood on his cheek from earlier when he came to pick her up.

  He turns to her, wrapping his hands around her waist before burying his nose in her hair.

“I’m not a monster, you know.” He whispers, to her as he pulls her closer. “Sometimes it’s just what you gotta do…”

  She nods, watching him as he steps away from her and walks back over to the desk before over turning two white mugs off the tray and filling them with hot water.

“The tea is orange.” He says, ripping the paper off of two tea bags before dunking them into the steaming water. “It’s always orange here. But it’s not that bad.” He says, walking back over to her and handing her a cup. “I like tea. Kinda tastes like you’re chewin’ on a stick.” He says, smirking as he makes his way over to a beige leather couch.

  Jennifer walks over to him as he places his tea down on the oak coffee table before he makes his way over to the gas fireplace and turns it on, the glow of the flames dancing off the walls.

  She sits down beside him, sipping her tea as he walks back over to her, joining her on the couch.

“Just sit and relax and try not to worry about anything.” He says to her, sinking back into the cushions as he lifts his feet up to rest the on the coffee table.

  She sits, sipping on her tea as she watches the fireplace, the pit in her stomach on getting deeper.

“Do you think I’m making the right choice?” She asks, glancing over to Andrei.

  He chuckles, shaking his head as he sits up and places his mug down on the coffee table before taking hers out of her hand, too and putting it down beside his.

“You’re really bad at this whole relaxing thing, aren’t you?” He asks as he turns towards her before motioning with his hands. “Turn around, Jen.”

  She does, sighing as she feels Andrei’s hands rest on her shoulders as he presses his thumbs into her back.

“How’s that?” He asks, leaning in to whisper in her ear as he spreads his touches over the rest of her back. “It’s great, right?”

“Yeah…” She moans, her words fading out as she lets her head fall to the side.

“Let’s get a little more comfortable.” He whispers, his voice barely audible as he slides his hands underneath the front of her t-shirt, lifting it up as he gently drags the tips of his fingers over her skin. “Lift your arms up.”

  She listens, lifting her arms as he pulls her shirt up over her head before dropping it down to the floor.

  He unhooks her bra as he leans down to place a kiss on her back before letting the two piece of band go, her breasts falling from the cups as he pulls the straps down from her shoulders.

  Jennifer turns to face him, tossing her bra aside as Andrei cups her breasts, massaging them as he leans into her face.

  He places his lips against hers as he lowers her onto her back before kissing down her chest between her breasts and over her stomach.

  She bites her bottom lip, closing her eyes as she feels Andrei unbutton the top button on her jeans before pulling down the zipper.

  He sinks his fingers into the waist of her pants, grabbing the elastic of her panties and pulling them over her flesh slowly as he pulls them over her thighs and down her calves.

  She giggles as he lifts her legs up to get her jeans and panties over her feet before he places a kiss on the cap of each knee as he gently rubs the palms of his hands up and down over the outside of her thighs.

“Tea is actually probably only my second favorite way to relax.” He whispers to her, smirking as he spreads her knees apart.

  Jennifer sighs as she feels Andrei’s fingers brush against her lower lips as he lowers himself between her thighs, his hot breath tingling against her skin. 

  She lets out a shaking breath as she feels the tip of his hot tongue spread her wings apart before sinking into her aching entrance.

  Andrei licks up, circling his tongue over her pearl before sucking it into his mouth. He laps at her sex as he rubs the palms of his hands up over her stomach, massaging her skin tenderly.

“Get up…” He whispers to her as he kisses the inside of her thighs.

  Jennifer moans as Andrei helps her to her knees, turning her to rest the front of her body against the back of the couch as his hands trail up and down her thin waist.

  She sighs out, gripping the cushions as she feels Andrei kiss down her back as he fumbles with the button of his slacks before pushing down the zipper.

“Just relax…” He whispers to her as he reaches forward, sliding his hand up and down her body as he pushes down his pants and grips his meat, pumping his hand up and down the stiffness.

  She gasps, moaning out as she feels Andrei’s tip press against her entrance before slowly pressing in, stretching her aching walls as he sinks himself deeper.

“Andrei…” She moans as she feels his fingers snake between her legs, dipping down between her lips to cover themselves in her slick before pulling them up and swirling them over her pearl as he slowly slides his cock out before pressing it back in.

  She bites her bottom lip, whimpering as she feels her body heat up from Andrei’s quick strokes. Jennifer arches her back as Andrei’s thickness drags along her walls while his skilled fingers cause a tingle of pleasure to travel throughout her entirety.

“Don’t stop…” She moans out as she feels her sex quiver, spasming around Andrei’s cock as he pulls her closer, moaning as his thrusting quickens.

  He grunts deeply as he swells inside of her, his twitching meat spilling his seed against her walls as he buries his face into her shoulder.

  Jennifer gasps as she feels Andrei slip out of her, his warm cum sliding down the inside of her thigh as he sits beside her, his chest heaving as he pants.

  She watches his eyelashes flutter against his cheeks as he lets his head fall back to rest against the back of the couch as she lowers herself beside him.

“I do feel better.” She giggles quietly as she threads her fingers through his hair, brushing it out of his eyes as he turns his head towards her, reaching out for her before pulling her onto his lap.

“Good.” He whispers to her, pressing his lips against hers. “Tomorrow, after it’s all over, you’ll feel even fucking better.”

Chapter 12

“Jennifer…” Andrei whispers, brushing his fingers against her cheek as he sits down beside her on the bed.

  He places the hot mug of coffee in his hand on the night table beside her as he leans down into her face, pressing a kiss against her cheek.

“Wake up, sleepy head.” He whispers, watching her stir before he gets up, walking over to the window to throw open the curtains, letting the sun light shine brightly through the glass and onto her face.

“No…” She moans, covering her eyes with the back of her hand as she turns onto her side.

“Yes…” He chuckles quietly, walking back over to her before sitting beside her once again, making her groan as the mattress sinks. “You gotta wake up, today’s the day.”

  She rolls back onto her back, opening her eyes slowly as Andrei comes into focus.

“Yeah, I remember.” She whispers, her stomach dropping into a pit as she sits up, crossing her legs under her.

  She sniffs, leaning forward to bury her face in the blanket as she sighs out deeply.

“Here, this will wake you up.” Andrei says, picking up the coffee from the bedside table before handing it to her.

“Coffee?” She whispers, clearing her throat. “Thank you…”

  She takes a sip, scrunching her face as the bitterness hits her tongue.

“Jesus, this is disgusting.” She gags as she takes another sip. “You’re a terrible coffee maker, you know that?”

“Job day special.” Andrei says, smirking as he watches her sip the hot beverage. “It’s tradition. Keeps you focused.”

“Yeah.” She gasps out. “I bet it does…”

“Come on.” He says, standing up and stretching before reaching his hand out to her. “You gotta get ready.”

  She takes another sip of the thick coffee before reaching out and grabbing his hand.

  He helps her to her feet, taking the mug from her and swallowing it down.

“Mmm.” He says, sighing out. “Nothing better.”

  Jennifer chuckles as she pulls her hair up in a messy bun on the top of her head before tying an elastic ponytail holder around it to keep it secure.

“Do you mind if I use your shower quick?” She asks, her breath shaking from nerves.

“Of course.” He says, as he walks over to the coffee maker on the desk before lifting up the pot and filling up the mug again. “Just don’t be too long, the guys are waiting for us downstairs.”

  She nods, walking past him before stepping into the bathroom at the front of the suite. She walks over the cold tiles, closing the door behind her as she steps up to the counter.

  Jennifer gazes into the mirror, leaning close to it as she looks at the heavy bags under her tired eyes.

  The night started out good, with her and Andrei falling asleep like logs as soon as they crawled into bed, but as the night went on her nerves caught up with her and made it next to impossible to get any sort of sleep.

  She sighs, resting her hand over her nervous stomach as she makes her way over to the shower. She steps into the porcelain tub, sitting down on the cold edge as she turns on the hot water, poking her finger under the pour as she feels it heat up before turning on a little bit of cold.

  She stands up, stepping backwards as she pulls the lever between the two taps, directing the flow of water to sprinkle out overhead before stepping under it and rinsing her body.

“Of course he only has hotel soap.” She chuckles to herself as she picks up the little, oatmeal filled bar from the tiny shelf to her left before rubbing along her skin, lathering it up.

  She closes her eyes as she turns to wash her face, careful not to soak her hair before rinsing her entire body. Jennifer washes the rest of the soapy residue off her finger tips before turning the shower off and stepping out from behind the curtain.

  Jennifer dries herself off with a towel from the rack before wrapping it around herself and stepping back outside, the humidity of the shower disappearing as she walks over to her pile of clothes.

“Did it help any?” Andrei asks, looking up at her from putting on his shoes. “Do you feel any better?”

“No.” She shakes her head, a soft, nervous smile gracing her lips. “Not even a little bit.”

“You know,” Andrei says, standing up and walking over to her as she pulls her shirt down over her chest. “You can stay here if you want. I’ll be back before you know it…”

“No.” She says again, sitting up straight as she runs her palm over her pulled back hair to smooth it out. “I want to watch him pay. I’ve come too far to back out now.”

Her stomach drops with the elevator as they make their way down to the lobby before turning down the hall.

“It shouldn’t be too long though, right?” She asks as they make their way over to the utility elevator. “We’ll be done by the evening?”

“We’ll be done whenever he wants it to be done.” Andrei says, clearing his throat as he watches her nervously step into the elevator. “We’ll do our best to be in and out though, I promise.”

  She nods, looking at the floor as they step out of the utility elevator and into the basement before walking down the dark hallway, her legs barely holding her as they reach the glowing light of the room from yesterday.

“Always waitin’ on you, Andrei!” She hears, barely audible as her eyes focus in on the metallic shine coming from the open black duffle bag on the table.

“We’re just robbing him, right?” She asks, interrupting their conversation. “Those guns, those are just for scare, right?”

“Of course, sweetheart.” One of the men say as they zip the bag up before pulling it off the table.

  Andrei walks over to her, placing his hand on her shoulder as she closes her eyes, trying to desperately swallow down the mud from this morning as it tries to come up.

“Last chance, Jennifer.” Andrei whispers to her, pressing his forehead against hers.

“I have to.” She says, pulling away from him as her legs tremble. “I
have
to.”

“Alright boys, let’s load it up!” Andrei says, turning back around to face the men as he waves his hand in the air.

  This is it.