Breaking The Biker (The Biker Series) - An MC Gold Vipers Motorcycle Club Biker Romance Novel (16 page)

It took every ounce of restraint to not rip open her robe and bury my face between those creamy, pale legs. Especially, now that she was looking at me the way she was.

“Oh,” she whispered. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be,” I answered, staring up into her blue eyes. “It was a nice view.”

She lowered her lashes and blushed.

“Let’s get this over with before I do something stupid and you slap me.”

“Maybe I wouldn’t.”

I looked back up at her in surprise.

An invitation?

“Wouldn’t what?” I asked. I was so hard, I could barely breathe and the electricity in the room seemed to amplify everything. Including the pulsating of my cock, which was straining to get out of my jeans.

She just smiled.

“Don’t be teasing me like that,” I said, placing my hand on her leg. It was smooth and I could smell whatever soap she’d used in the shower. It smelled almost like honeysuckle.

Raina let out a ragged breath. “Sorry. You’d better put that ointment on.”

I removed my hand and squirted the ointment onto my index finger. Then I very gently, rubbed it on and around her wound.

“Ah,” she said, sucking in her breath. “Damn, that hurts.”

“Sorry. You have another bandage to put over it?” I asked, wiping my finger off on the side of my jeans.

She reached into her robe and pulled one out. As she moved, the fabric slipped again and I caught another glimpse of her muff.

“Let me have that,” I said, grabbing it from her. I needed to do something with my hands before they did something to her. I ripped off the plastic and carefully put it over the wound.

“Thanks,” she said, staring at me.

My eyes dipped to the belt on her robe again. “You’re welcome.”

“I should go,” she said, pulling the fabric down over her thighs.

I stood up and turned around with my raging hard-on. “Or, you could stay and have a drink,” I said, heading toward the bucket of ice. “I was just about to have a nightcap.”

“Okay,” she said quickly.

Surprised, I turned to look at her. “Really?”

“Sure, what do you have?”

“Just what’s in the mini bar,” I said, walking over to the refrigerator. I knelt down. “Looks like we have vodka, rum, oh… there are a couple bottles of wine, too,”

“What kind?” she asked, walking over to stand next to me.

I held out the two bottles. “A Merlot and a White Zinfandel.”

She leaned down to look, giving me an up-close and personal view of her cleavage.

“I’ll take the White Zin,” she said, standing back up. “But, just one bottle.”

“They’re only five ounces,” I said, standing up, too. “Two won’t kill you.”

She smirked. “Are you trying to get me drunk?”

I wasn’t sure what I was trying to do, but I knew one thing. I didn’t want her to leave. “I’m just trying to help you relax,” I said, staring down at her.

She took one of the bottles out of my hand, opened it up, and drank it down like water.

“What are you doing?”

She dropped the bottle into the pocket of her robe. “Trying to get the nerve up.”

“For what?”

“To thank you. Properly.”

“
Properly
?”

“Yes,” I said, feeling the wine begin to warm me. I thought about what Joanna had said and knew what I had to do. What I needed to do.

He stood there, staring at me curiously.

I took a deep breath and then slid my arms around his neck.

His eyes began to smolder. “Fuck me,” he whispered in surprise.

I got on my tippy toes and pulled his mouth to mine. At first, Justin stiffened up, like he wasn’t sure how to react. But then, his hand was in my hair and he was kissing me back.

I arched my back and moaned in delight when I felt his hands slip under my robe to my ass, squeezing so hard it was almost painful.

“Damn, princess,” he gasped, leaving my lips for a second to catch his breath. “I did
not
see that coming.”

Before I could answer, he came back for more, taking my breath away with his kisses. Then his lips moved down my neck, inching his way to the swell of my breasts, his hot tongue giving me cold shivers.

“Should we really do this?” I whispered.

“We already are,” he said, pulling the belt off of my robe. It opened up and he stared down at my body. “Even better than I imagined. You’re beautiful, Raina.”

“You’re not so bad yourself,” I said, sliding my other hand under his leather cut and over his muscles.

Justin cupped my breasts and raised the right one to his mouth. My legs turned to jelly as he licked and sucked on the nipple, teasing my nub with his tongue. I threw my head back and moaned in delight as he moved to the other one. Hornier than all hell, I slid my hand down to his jeans and began stroking the thick outline of his cock.

He closed his eyes and groaned.

Aching for more, I unbuttoned Justin’s fly, shoved his underwear to the side, and wrapped my hand around the mighty girth of his manhood. I’d never seen anything like it.

“Fuck me,” he gasped, as I began moving my hand, up and down the shaft. Hot, hard, and pulsating, I knew there was no way I’d leave tonight without feeling it inside of me.

“No, fuck me,” I purred, rubbing the moist pre-cum with my thumb.

Tightening his jaw, he picked me up in his arms and brought me over to the bed. Setting me down, he pushed my robe away from my shoulders and then stood back up. He removed his cut and then pulled his jeans and underwear off.

“So, you definitely work out,” I said, staring hungrily at his muscular body.

He crawled on top of me and buried his face into my neck. “I try,” he whispered, kissing an area below my ear.

I closed my eyes as he began making a trail down my body with his warm, delicious tongue. As he moved farther south, I felt his fingers slide down to my sex.

“Damn, darlin’, you’re so wet,” he said, rubbing my labia.

I moaned and pushed against his hand as his fingers worked me into a frenzy. Soon his lips took over and I gasped in pleasure as he began licking and sucking my clit.

“Fuck yes,” I whispered, clutching the sheets tightly.

Justin pulled my thighs over his shoulders and continued pleasuring me until the dam broke and my hips were bucking and I was screaming out his name in ecstasy.

Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he got off the bed, grabbed his wallet, and pulled out a condom. Slipping it on, he crawled on top of me.

I stared down at Raina, knowing that I wasn’t going to last. She was sexier than hell, with her round breasts and tight little pussy. I leaned down, capturing her mouth with mine. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I positioned myself at her opening. Grabbing her hips, I pushed into a wet tightness that grappled my cock like it was checking my blood pressure.

“Fuck,” I growled.

“Oh, God, that feels good,” she whispered.

Pulling out again, I plunged back in.

“Yes,” she gasped, digging her nails into my back.

Groaning, I began fucking her faster and almost came when she began rubbing her clit.

“That’s it, baby. Come for me again,” I said, grabbing her breast. I leaned over and sucked her nipple and then went to the other one.

Raina’s moans became louder with every thrust. Clenching my jaw, I kept going until she wailed out another orgasm. It sent me over the edge and I stiffened up as my cock exploded inside of her. When I was completely spent, I collapsed on top of her.

“Justin,” she wheezed. “You’re too heavy.”

“Shit. I’m sorry,” I replied, flipping off of her. I grabbed her hand and slipped my fingers through hers.

“That was nice,” she said, a smile in her voice.

I turned to my side and looked down at her. “Nice? It was
nice
?!”

She chuckled. “Okay, it was fucking mind-blowing. You are the best piece of ass I’ve ever had. Is that better?”

“It’s a start,” I said, getting out of the bed. I walked into the bathroom and tossed the condom. “I’m hungry again. What about you?”

“I had pizza earlier,” Raina called back.

Pizza sounded good. I decided to order one for myself. I’d had an order of buffalo wings in the restaurant earlier and a burger, but sex always made me hungry. “That’s right. I think I’m going to order room-service.”

“Order from Papa Tony’s. That’s what we had and it was delicious.”

“Will do.” I walked back into the other room and saw that she was slipping the robe back on. “What are you doing?”

She looked at me over her shoulder. “Getting dressed.”

“Yeah, I noticed. Are you leaving?”

“I should really get back to my room. Check on Billy.”

“Yeah. I understand.” I grabbed my clothes and started getting dressed, too. “You guys will join me for breakfast tomorrow, though, right?”

“Sure. If that’s what you want.”

I pulled my jeans up. “Of course, I
want
. I also want you to stay here tonight. In my room.”

“You know I can’t.”

“I know. I’m just telling you it’s what I want. So you don’t think that what happened here was just a…”  My voice trailed off as I tried thinking of the right word.

She swung her hair over her shoulder and looked at me curiously. “A what?”

Truthfully, I wasn’t sure what it was. I only knew that I wanted it to happen again. There was something about her that I wasn’t ready to give up. “That it wasn’t just a hook-up or something to pass the time.”

“Oh.”

“Oh?” I raised my eyebrow. She almost looked disappointed.

“To be honest, Justin, I don’t think this
can
happen again.”