Outlaw: Screaming Eagles MC (13 page)

Chapter Twenty-Five

She leaned into him and pressed her palms against his chest before caressing his face and wrapping her arms around his neck. Falcon had missed this. He had missed her touch, her hands, her arms, her tongue. He had missed the smell of her, the way his rough fingers travelled over her smooth skin. He had missed tangling his fingers up in her hair.

Falcon pulled away from the kiss and took her chin firmly in his hands. He looked into her green eyes and said, “I missed you.” He tilted her chin to the side and bit her earlobe making her gasp as he bit and licked and kissed his way down her neck until he was at her collarbone. Her chest was heaving; he could feel her heart pounding underneath his fingers as he brought both hands up and wrapped them around her breasts.

The feel of her was amazing. Her eyes were closed and her hands were running up his arms. When he squeezed her breast she gasped and arched her back towards him. Falcon felt like an animal finally released from his cage. He pushed Grace back until she was flush against the back wall of his apartment and he pinned her arms against the wall with his hands as he kissed her fiercely. His tongue was plunging into her mouth and then he was sucking on her lower lip, leaning down to kiss her neck.

“Falcon,” Grace said and it was almost like a sigh. She pushed her arms against him, but he tightened his grip, wrapping his fingers around her wrists and holding her in place. She was moaning as he kissed along the lines of cleavage and her shoulders. She was reaching for him with her mouth in a desperate attempt to kiss him.

“I want you,” Falcon said, pushing his forehead against hers. “I want to fuck you,” he said and he looked into her eyes.

She bit her lip and nodded.

Taking her by the wrists he pulled her back into his bedroom and slammed the door closed behind them. He pulled Grace towards him and then turned her around so her back was to him. He pulled her to him in a crushing embrace and as he kissed her neck his hand pushed up her short skirt and touched the lacy panties she was wearing underneath. He pushed them aside and ran his fingers over her edges, not yet slipping inside.

He teased her with his fingers as he kissed his neck and it wasn’t long before Grace began to writhe and push against him. Her ass was grinding against Falcon’s lap; he could feel her body as it swept against his and his penis rose in response to her attentions. Falcon growled into her ear as he slipped two fingers inside of her.

Grace gasped and arched her back, but he held her tight against him as his fingers found her clit and he began to move over it in tiny circles. She was already slick and ready for him, her body shuddering as she moaned his name and moved her hips with his fingers.

“Falcon, yes,” she moaned and she pushed herself back against him. Her body was tense and she threw her head back.

Falcon turned her face to him and he kissed her as his fingers continued to spin inside of her.

“Oh, yes. Yes!” She cried out breaking the kiss and Falcon watched her face as she opened her mouth in a silent scream as her body tensed beneath him before screaming out his name, her body convulsing around him. Falcon held her against him as she rode her orgasm to finish and collapsed against him.

God he wanted her. He found the zipper on her dress and quickly lowered it before shoving the dress down her lithe body and into a puddle on the floor. Still shaking from her orgasm she held onto his hand and then, once the dress was off, she turned around to face him. She was wearing a lacy black thong and a thin bra that looked like nothing more than decoration. Her taught and strong body stood before him and he couldn’t help himself as he stroked up her thigh and then along her stomach to her breasts behind their thin veil of the bra.

He cupped her breast gently and stroked his thumb over her nipple, reveling in the way she closed her eyes and moaned as he did it. The bra closed in the front and he smiled as he gently undid the clasp and opened it as if he were opening a present. Her breasts were perfect and he took them in his hands, massaging them before leaning down and kissing them both gently.

With one gentle shove she was back on the bed and Falcon pushed again until she was flat on her back. He took both of her wrists in his hands and, taking the thin material of her bra, he brought her wrists up to the headboard and tied them there. The knot was sturdy and he looked down at her as she pulled against it, testing the strength of the fabric. It held and he looked at her to make sure she was all right.

Her body was spread out before him on the bed, naked and perfect in the moonlight. He breasts were heaving and she squirmed a little against her restraints. Her body was writhing over the bed and it was the most beautiful thing Falcon had ever seen. He stood up off the bed and quickly removed his clothes before climbing back on.

He kissed her deeply and she kissed him back. He worked his way down her body, kissing both of her breasts before kissing her stomach and thighs before finally settling down between her legs. He worked slowly; he knew were her clit was, but he didn’t want to make it easy for her and so his first few licks touched every part of her but her clit.

As his tongue worked long strokes inside of her going everywhere but where she really wanted him to go, Grace pushed against him. Her hips moved in a desperate ploy for him to touch the place he wouldn’t.

“Falcon, please,” she murmured and he could feel her as she pulled against her restraints. “Please, Falcon.”

“Please what?” he asked as his fingers replaced his tongue. He let his fingers graze her clit as he watched and she shuddered and arched her back as his fingers teased her and then pulled away.

“I want you to make me come,” she whispered. “Please, Falcon. Don’t leave me on the edge like this.” She pulled against her wrist restraints and Falcon felt his erection grow.

He leaned down between her legs and his tongue focused on her clit; it was like a jolt of electricity passed through her. Her body jerked and strained and she was moaning and crying out loudly. Falcon slipped one finger inside of her and stroked her from the inside as his tongue worked from the outside and then she was screaming out his name; her whole body tensed as her orgasm gushed through her.

Pleased, Falcon came up and untied her arms. He kissed her wrists gently as he threw her bra to the side. Then he took her wrists and pulled her up and out of bed. She stood on her tiptoes as Falcon kissed her and he held her up with his strong arms before he spun her around and pushed on her back until she was bent over. He reached into the top drawer of the dresser and pulled out a condom, quickly ripping open the packaging and sliding it over his cock.

She had her hands against his dresser and they were facing the mirror as Falcon took his throbbing cock and easily slipped it inside of Grace’s ready and eager body. He groaned loudly as he entered her, gripping her hips with his hands as he pushed himself into her. He could see her reflection in the mirror and he could see the way her eyes closed and her mouth opened as she took in the sensation of him.

He remembered how wonderful it was to be inside of her. She was tight and as he began to thrust into her she pushed back against him as their rhythm sped up. He reached around her again and she let out a sharp little gasp as his fingers began to move against her clit.

“Falcon!” she cried out. “Yes, Falcon, yes!” His fingers spun around and around as he felt her getting closer and closer to her orgasm. He spun his fingers in her as he continued to thrust with his cock. He was ready to explode, but he held himself back, waiting for Grace.

“Come for me,” he whispered and she whimpered the word yes as her body tensed underneath him. Falcon pushed against her harder and faster until she was screaming his name and he could feel her body convulsing around him. Finally like an explosion his orgasm pushed through him and, with a few final thrusts, Falcon Marks was spent.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Falcon laid back in bed with Grace wrapped up his arms. She was leaning against him and running her fingers up and down his chest, tangling them up in his thin chest hair. He leaned down and kissed her forehead and then looked down at her. It felt so good and so right to be here with her. There was nowhere else he wanted to be other than in this bed with this woman.

The fact that this had a definitive end-date made the whole thing far sweeter and far more bitter than Falcon could have ever imagined. He knew there would only be so many times he would get to do this. This, in fact, might be the last time ever. The knowledge that their passion had a ticking clock let him appreciate every second he had with her. He could feel her silky hair under his chin, smell her subtle scent, and feel her warm body pressed against his. He wanted to capture every moment of this, wanted to remember every sensation.

Soon it would be over. Very soon. He had one last job to do and then he would never get to experience this again. Grace was the perfect person for him. She was the perfect woman: smart and tough and strong, but also kind and thoughtful. She had fought for Falcon and looked after Sophie. She was sexy and smart, beauty and brains, and he was going to have to say goodbye to her forever.

“You know, I really promised myself I wasn't going to do that again,” Grace said.

“Do you regret it?” Falcon asked.

“Fuck no,” she said with a giggle. “It’s just so complicated. And I’m now one of those cops hooking up with their source. I am officially one of those girls mothers warn their daughters about.”

“Because I’m a biker or because I’m your informant?”

“Both,” she said quietly. “And also because I’m falling so hard for you. I know it’s dumb, but I can’t help myself. I thought if I stayed away from you that these feelings would pass. I thought all I needed was a few days to get my head on straight about you, but I spent the whole time thinking about you. I would re-read your texts and listen to your voicemails over and over again and then refuse to let myself call you back.”

Falcon smiled and he pulled her to her in a tight hug and kissed her forehead again. “I’m glad,” he whispered. “But don’t do that to me again. Don’t leave me hanging. I needed you as much you needed me. Stay the night?”

“I can’t,” she said pulling away from him. “Hookers don't spend the night, remember?”

“Sometimes they do,” Falcon said, “if you pay them enough.”

She smiled as she stood up and Falcon got one last look at her naked body as she began to pick up her clothes. She sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled her thong on. Falcon pushed himself over to her and he ran his hands up her back and kissed her neck. Grace turned her head giving him access to the nape of her neck and she moaned quietly as he kissed her.

“You have to stop doing that,” she whispered, but her hands encircled his as Falcon wrapped his arms around her and pulled her back to him.

“But you like it so much,” he said.

“Hmmmm...I do like it. But work, and responsibilities, and life...”

“Don’t go,” he whispered.

“I have to and you need to get some sleep. You have a major operation to plan starting tomorrow.” She turned to look at him. “And no more radio silence from me. Whatever you need, I’ll give it to you. For as long as we can be, we’re in this together.” They kissed again, slowly and gently until Grace finally pulled away and finished dressing while Falcon watched.

“Keep in contact. If you have any questions about the roads or the times, call me,” Grace said as she slipped her dress over her head and then shimmied it down her body.

“You don’t think I can handle this?” Falcon asked in mock outrage.

“I think you could handle anything,” Grace said pulling her hair back into an artfully messy ponytail. “But operations like this are tricky for a first timer and I want you to know that I’m here if you need any questions.”

She sat down next to him again and put her hand on his chest. She leaned forward and kissed him deeply. After the kiss Falcon didn’t want to be separated from her and he leaned his forehead against hers and relished this last bit of contact with her.

“How did you come to be so amazing?”

“Well, I always ate my vegetables and did my math homework,” she answered with a smile. “But you’re amazing, too, Falcon. You know that, right? You deserve better than this biker gang. It’s such a shame they snatched you up. You're so smart and strong; you could have been anything.”

“No one’s ever told me that before,” Falcon said.

“Well I’m saying it now and I mean it.”

Falcon nodded and kissed her again. No one had ever said anything like that to him before. No one had ever told him that he could have done something different with his life. He had always been told he wasn't smart and wasn’t clever and that he should have been happy the Screaming Eagles bothered with him. He knew differently now, but it was nice to hear Grace say it. It was nice to have it confirmed.

“What can I do to convince you to stay?” She was standing and he held onto her wrist as long as he could, but eventually she pulled away.

“That’s very tempting. You don’t have any idea how tempting. But I have to go. I will miss you, though.” She was fully dressed in her ridiculous hooker garb. Her hair was messy and her clothes were rumpled and she looked even sexier than she had before.

He watched her go and when the door closed behind her it was like watching a door close on the rest of his life. She was gone and he was alone and he had never been more aware the loneliness. Grace was the only person who knew what Falcon was going through. As far as the rest of the world was concerned, Falcon was just another biker trying to make a score. But it would be his last score, in every way. After this last job he would have to leave his daughter and Grace and his entire life behind.

He couldn’t sleep. He knew he needed to. He should have been exhausted, both from the fight and his night with Grace, but he had never felt more awake. He looked around his one-bedroom apartment and realized he would not miss this place. He wasn’t going to miss this place; he was going to miss the people.

How could he do this to Sophie? How could he leave her and then live his life like a normal person? How was he supposed to do that? He would mark everything by Sophie, her birthdays, the first days of school, her graduation. Every mark on the calendar would revolve around her. He would spend his life guessing at where she was and what she would be doing, but never really knowing for sure.

And he would have to leave Grace behind, as well. What would happen to her? She would probably keep kicking ass and busting bad guys. Maybe she would meet someone who was a good match for her. They would get married and then someone else would touch her; it would be another man’s hands on her. And where would Falcon be? In some nowhere town in the middle of the country? He had no idea what his life would look like. All he knew was that the people he loved wouldn’t be with him. They would be off living their own lives and as each day passed they would forget Falcon a little more.

His mind was going around in circles and Falcon couldn’t take it anymore. He pulled two oxycodones out of his cabinet and did them both. He quickly fell into a deep sleep and was woken, groggy and tired, at six am by his ringing phone.

“Yeah,” Falcon mumbled into the phone.