Sexy Bastards Anthology: Bad Boy, Biker, Alpha, Motorcycle Club, Contemporary Romance Collection (13 page)

"You know what, Mr. Ominous... no more warnings or negativity. A really pretty girl is sitting on your lap in anticipation of how good it would feel to have your hands all over her." She slid her hands up my chest and bounced back a little.

"That feels good." I reached up and ran my hands over her curvy hips before forcing her to rock against me over and over. "Fuck the bike."

"Fuck me," she mumbled and leaned down, pressing her breasts to my chest as she gave me one of the sexiest kisses I had ever experienced. Her strong pulls on my tongue had me almost shaking with need.

I'd been with women, but never one like Lena. She was the top of the top. With a body of a woman and the stamina of a girl...
Fuck, please let this happen.

She moved down my body, licking at my nipples and tracing the tribal tat on my pec over and over until I groaned and jerked.

"Like that, baby?" she whispered and pressed her teeth to my nipple.

"So much," I grunted out. "I heard bad girls like to lick tats. That true?"

"Get a new one and find out. I'll make your toes curl with the things this tongue can do." She glanced up and smiled before letting out a yelp at my sudden movement.

I rolled her over and picked her up, getting off the table and walking quickly to the bike. "You drive. I want to feel your body while you do."

Leaning down, I kissed her again.

"Yeah, okay." She bit at her bottom lip nervously. "Where are we going?"

"Back to the bar. I'll sneak you in and we can spend a little time getting to know each other. Unless you're the chicken shit now?"

I put her down and handed her a helmet as she cocked her hip and put her hand on it. "About sleeping with you? Just because I wanted to have a little fun last night..."

I put my finger on her lips. "No, Lena. About sneaking into the Stone Wolves bar. It's a big deal. You up for it?"

She sucked my finger deep into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it as she watched me closely.

My fucking insides melted. The idea of getting her back to the bar and taking my time exploring her all afternoon was riding me hard. “The bar seems forever away, though. Maybe a quick fuck in the forest would do us both good.”

She moved back and chuckled as she got on the bike. "Stop getting ideas. I'm not getting naked out here, but let's break into my enemies’ bar. Nothing turns me on quite like fear."

"Then let's go. I got something that's going to scare the hell outta you." I grabbed my crotch and laughed at the look I got before getting on behind her and cupping her breasts with my large hands. They fit perfectly, just like I expected them to.

Chapter 7

Selene

It was hard as hell to concentrate with his fingers rubbing rhythmically over my nipples, but somehow I managed to do it. I parked the large hog on the side of the bar and turned off the gas, sitting still for a minute and praying that my cheeks weren't as flushed as I felt like they were.

Heat rolled in waves deep inside of me and the boy behind me had no clue what he was up against. I'd never felt more needy in my entire life. Attacking him seemed like the right way to start our 'touch and explore' time.

"Meet me around back. I'll open the window to let you know which one is my room. Give me a few minutes, okay?" Lucky's hot breath brushed over my neck as he spoke softly against my ear.

"Make it quick." I got off the bike without looking around and jogged to the back of the large wooden lodge. I might not like the trashy bastards inside, but the one I was about to give all of my energy to this afternoon was quickly stealing my heart.

I closed my eyes and pressed my head to the wall behind me as I worked to slow my breathing and calm myself. Everything was fine. Lucky was going to end up being a good friend to me until he left town, if ever, and this was just a friends with benefits type of afternoon.

"No big deal." I yelped as the window beside me opened and he stuck his head out, laughing at my silliness.

"Scare you, sexy girl?" He half leaned out the window and extended his hands toward me.

"Fuck you." I gripped his forearms tightly and pressed my feet against the wall, walking up awkwardly before having him pull me through the large, open window. He caught me in his arms and smiled down at me.

"Oh, I plan to fuck you. All afternoon if you can keep up."

I didn't let him have the pleasure of another response from me. Pressing my hands into his chest, I shoved hard and enjoyed greatly the look of concern on his face.

His brow furrowed in pseudo anger and he reached for my wrists, grabbing them and turning us, which effectively slung me onto the bed.

I scooted up and reached for him as he pounced on the mattress above me.

"You’re beautiful," he said.

I pulled him down and pressed my lips tightly to his before rolling us over and straddling him again. Licking and sucking furiously at his mouth was my plan of action, but my passion was met with even more heat than I thought possible.

His deep groans almost tore me in half.

"So delicious," I mumbled and kissed him again before moving down his body, biting his flesh through his shirt and tugging a little.

He moved up and pulled his shirt off before pressing on the top of my head. "Lower, baby. Go take that dick in your mouth and see if you can breathe around it."

Hot tendrils of desire ripped through me and I moved between his legs, working alongside him to get his jeans undone. I tugged them down roughly and tossed them behind me before lying down on my stomach and running my nose past his sack.

"Doesn't look too terribly big from this angle." I purred and reached up to stroke him. He was huge and my ability to keep my voice steady was a feat in and of itself.

"Shut up and suck it, Lena. You're stalling because you're scared."

"Yeah... that's it." I moved to my knees and cocked an eyebrow. "Hey... seeing that this is the one time you're going to have me in your bed, watch me swallow this whole. I want you to weep when another girl only plays with the tip and leaves you needing so much more."

He closed his eyes and thrusted into my hand as he cried out. "Fuck."

"Exactly. You shut the fuck up and moan when I tell you to." I bent down and slid my lips over the thick head of his cock, lapping at the tip before exhaling through my nose and taking every bit of him inside of me. My eyes began to water, but there was no way in hell he was going to best me in the moment.

"Incredible," he whispered through his soft panting. "More, baby. I need more."

He took hold of my hair and lifted his hips as I dug my fingers into his thighs and wrapped a hand around the thick base of his arousal. I'd gag if I let him take charge, which was less than attractive, though I knew he was the kind of man who would get off on it quickly.

I sucked hard, pumping his flesh where my lips never touched.

He worked against me beautifully until I scraped my nails across the bottom of his sack and tugged at the soft flesh there.

He cried out loudly and looked down at me, eyes wide and face full of ecstasy. "Damnit, I'm gonna come if you keep that shit up, Lena."

I tugged harder and moved back, forcing his cock to dance to the motion of my grasp. I rolled my tongue across his tip, sucking and teasing him before taking him inside of me again. A smile formed on my lips, messing with my ability to concentrate on what I was doing.

"Faster, baby. Faster. Suck harder. Make it hurt." He thrusted faster and I moved my hand from him, latching onto his thighs and letting him do whatever he needed to do.

Lucky jolted up and took my face into his hands, his arms tense and chest bunched with muscle. "I don't want to hurt you."

I pulled back and licked at my lips. "Do what you need to do, Luck. My turn’s coming up and I'll show you no mercy."

He growled and forced me back down, fucking me hard and causing me to gag as he rocked himself into me. As I had imagined, that was all it took.

"Oh fuck," he screamed and released himself, his body twitching as he flopped back down on the bed and groaned over and over again.

I drank all of him, licking up anything I might have missed, and petted him until he slapped my hands away.

"Enough! Shit." He turned on his side and closed his eyes as I slipped off the bed.

"Until next time..." I licked at my lips and jogged to the window, climbing out and dropping to the ground without any problem. I had to admit that I was scared of what would happen to him if he touched me. Damn my father for ruining this moment! I wanted sex, but it wasn’t worth the risk. But could I stay away? No. I couldn’t.

Damn it! Oh well. The buildup would be far better than anything either of us could provide to the other.

Besides... he owed me another afternoon of oral sex, but this time, it would be him bending below me. The thought caused my heart to race.

***

"What happened again?" Mateo glanced back at me as I sat on his hog. We were outside of the Old Strike's gas station just down from the Stone Wolves lodge, and I had called my cousin, the only one I trusted.

"I told you. I got a fucking nail in my bike and had to leave it. I caught a right with some idiot from out of town and he dropped me off here." I popped the back of his head. "Stop looking at me, and take me back to the house. I'll have Daddy send out someone to get my bike."

"Fine. Shit, Lena. No need to hit on people and shit. I'm here, right?"

"Yes. Now go." I wrapped my arms around his thick middle and squeezed as he grunted.

"Alright. Stop. I just ate. Jeez. I have to eat a lot to keep this big and bold figure." He started the bike and I released him, rolling my eyes and leaning back to let the air blow through my hair.

The sun had started to set and the day was finally cooling off a little, but it was still too hot for me. Dinner was at six every night and my father forced anyone at the house to join together around the table in honor of my mother. The poor girl he had cooking for us needed to take some of the money he paid her and get herself cooking lessons. She was horrible.

We arrived at the house with an hour to spare, and after stopping by the garage to tell Elec about my bike, I walked into the house. It smelled like tomato sauce, which didn't sound appetizing to me, but if I complained, I would find myself cooking, which was a big 'hell no'. Having my mother die when I was younger left me at the mercy of my grandmother to teach me the culinary arts. The woman was a brilliant designer and the most loving woman I'd ever met, but her cooking skills were legendary... in a really bad way.

I side-stepped the entrance to the dining room and took two stairs at a time to make it to my bathroom before someone could stop me. I locked the door, stripped and climbed into a hot shower, washing the scent of Lucky from my skin and off of my face.

The image of him naked and moaning in pleasure swept by my vision and my body flooded with desire for more. I wanted him all to myself, and would have him soon. The promise for a one night stand was something of the past. I could have his body and leave his heart alone. If I couldn't do it, he was a man... he could keep things simple between us. I would ask him to promise me that he would.

A loud knock at the bathroom door scared me and I jerked the shower curtain to the side, half expecting some idiot to come barging into the bathroom with me.

"What? I'm in the shower!"

"I know that. Your father said for you to hurry up." It was Santino, who was by far the most arrogant man in the house.

"I'll be there when I get there. Dinner isn't that important. Thanks." I pulled the curtain back and turned the water off as he banged on the door again.

"Selene. He said now. It's not dinner, girl. You wanted a chance to be tested by the MC... It’s happening tonight."

"What? Shit." I got out and dried off quickly, wrapping a thick black towel around me and a smaller white one around my hair. I jerked the door open and barreled past him, not paying attention to the less than appropriate stare he gave me. "Tell him that I'll be down in five minutes."

I slammed my door shut and changed into a pair of tight black jeans, a black V-neck t-shirt and my favorite shit kickers. After brushing through my long, dark hair, I pulled it into a tight bun and slipped a few bracelets on.

Santino was waiting outside of my door as I moved out into the hall.

"You smell good." He spoke softly and walked close by my side.

I glanced over at him with a scowl on my face. "Great. Back the fuck up."

He laughed and shook his head. "You're lucky we're family, girl."

"No, you are, creeper." I jogged down the stairs and walked into the dining hall with my head held high. "Where's my father?"

"In his office. Why?" Mateo looked up from a large plate of spaghetti.

"Didn't you just eat? That's not healthy, Bro." I shook my head and walked back into the hall, turning to the side to miss Santino as he walked into the dining room and growled at me with an aggressive look on his handsome face.

There was nothing to say that I hadn't already said. If he thought there was any room for him to creep around me and make me feel vulnerable or scared... he was dead wrong. I'd stab him in his sleep and make sure everyone knew I did it. No one was touching me. Period.

"Papa?" I knocked on the door at my father's study.

"Come in, butterfly."

I walked into find my father standing alone over a dozen small white packages. He picked one up and turned to face me.

"You wanted to see me?" I tried to keep the concern out of my voice. Whatever was about to happen was big. I could feel it. I promised myself I wouldn't judge the situation fully until I'd gone through with whatever was asked of me. My father made tons of money and scared people for a living. Surely I had to know there were drugs involved. Everyone but Mateo and I got high in some form or fashion after dinner every night.

"Yeah. Part of your invitation into being a hang-around is to sell the products that I give you." He tossed the package to me and I caught it effortlessly. It was a plastic bag the size of a pack of cards, but it was swollen due to the amount of white powder forced into it.

"What is this?" I glanced down at it.

"One of our products." He tilted his head to the side, his dark eyes studying me.

"Cool." I tossed it back to him. "What did you need me to do tonight?"

He chunked it back to me and chuckled. "Take Paz with you to a party on the east side tonight. The address is already in your phone. The bag needs to be unloaded as a tester sample. Look for a guy named Dante and tell him you're my princess. He'll help you with the rest."

I looked down at the bag and nodded. I'd asked for this, so whatever I was getting myself into, it was what it was. I wanted into the club. If selling drugs was part of that, then I would swallow my apprehension and do it.

Besides, I'd seen my family snort the shit a million times and they were fine.

What could possibly go wrong?