ROMANCE: BIKER ROMANCE: Valentine Biker (MC Alpha Male Pregnancy Romance) (New Adult Valentine Romance Short Stories) (82 page)

“Is that a good thing?” Clenching her hands into fists, Sasha was just about ready to punch Wyatt if he didn’t throw his hands up in surrender with a slick smile on his face. How could he joke at a time like this? She was pregnant with his baby and he was making fun of her.

“I’m just messin’ with you, darlin’. Why so nervous? Now you got no choice but to stay here with me and be my city girl.” Frowning, Sasha didn’t like not having a choice. She didn’t have a choice to come here, and now she had no choice but to stay. Leaving wasn’t an option; she couldn’t raise a baby by herself.

“Why so nervous, Wyatt? Really? You want to have a baby with a woman you’ve only known for two months?”

“’Course I do. You got me wrapped around your cute little finger. Have from day one. It’s not like you got anyone back in New York, anyway. You would’ve mentioned it.” Scowling, Sasha felt her volatile mix of emotions grow by one. Wyatt was just really cute when he got all complimentary.

“What do we do now?” Posing her question after a brief silence, Sasha turned her gaze from her lap to Wyatt and watched him expectantly. Since when she’d gotten into
that
habit she wasn’t sure, but she liked that he had answers. He smiled softly, but it quickly turned into a frown as he glanced around.

“We get the hell back home, darlin’. I got plans for you-
big plans.”

The ride back to the farm was filled with country music and Sasha staring at the plains wondering about her life.

How did things turn out like this? Her mother was dead, and she was having a baby with a man she’d only known for two months- if that. She was living in a town she resented.

Why didn’t she find herself wanting to go back to New York City and pick up the pieces of her life?

More importantly, what if she wasn’t pregnant and didn’t want to go back? The possibilities ran through Sasha’s mind like a never ending carousel.

“Hey, stop thinking so hard Sasha. We’ll work it out. At least we like each other- I mean, everyone loves me and you’re pretty… awesome.” Rolling her eyes, Sasha stopped staring at the landscape to find Wyatt’s smile contagious.

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“You should come to my next rodeo next week. In Paris. You’ve never been to one right?” Blinking slowly at the offer, Sasha shook her head before Wyatt nodded, informing her he could tell. How, she wasn’t sure, but she didn’t refute it. Rodeos had never interested her before.

“I’ll dress you up in boots and a cowgirl hat or is that pushin’ it?” Shoving him a little from over the center console, Sasha felt her lips turn up at the jibe. Wyatt knew how to press all of her ‘happy’ buttons and she wasn’t sure how she was going to handle him.

“Whatever you say, cowboy. I learn the hard way not to mess with you.”

Pulling up to the farmhouse, Wyatt killed the engine to his truck and opened the door to climb out. He understood that Sasha was kind of afraid, but he’d stuck around a lot longer than he’d anticipated. It was a sign, at least to him. Besides, they had chemistry. Serious chemistry.

“Come here, Sasha.” Shivering lightly as Wyatt pulled her deeper into her bedroom, Sasha bit her lip as he watched her with smoldering eyes.

“I’m sorry.” Lying down on her bed, Sasha’s whisper came when Wyatt was holding himself on his hands and knees above her. Their faces were close, so she didn’t have to talk loudly. Honestly, she didn’t know why she was apologizing, but he just shook his head. Carefully settling on top of her, he pushed his jeans off to leave him in just boxers before offering a response.

“I’m not. You’ve been my girl since the moment I got here, darlin’.” Kissing her before Sasha had time to say something back, Wyatt’s hands traveled down her curves to tug at the end of her night shirt. She’d gone to the hospital in her pajamas, but he didn’t mind removing them. They were light and breathable- Texas was arid at this time of year.

“You’re so sexy.” His mumble made her groan. Lifting her hands above her head, Sasha shivered when she was free of her shirt and his hands squeezed her breasts. Kneading with just the right amount of force, Wyatt leaned down to take her chocolate, tight nipple in his mouth and suckle.

Gasping, Sasha lifted her hips as her fingers tangled in her sheets. She loved the sensations running through her, and how expertly Wyatt played her body. Running her hands through his thick brown waves, she sucked in air through her teeth as his fingers flirted with the edge of her pajama pants and lifted her hips in a silent plea. She’d always been comfortable with her body, but he made her feel sexy- wanted the way a woman wanted to be wanted.

Wyatt moved slowly from one breast to the other, doing a thorough work up unlike the singular previous time they’d been together. He treated each breast with the same extensive attention, and Sasha was panting heavily by the time he trailed kisses down the uneven plane over her midsection. Whimpering softly when he straightened himself between her legs, she quivered with expectation as he slid her pants down her legs, quickly following up with her panties.

Spreading her legs more, Sasha found herself holding her breath as she lay bare for Wyatt. Leaning down, he kissed both her inner thighs before running his fingertip gently up her slit, and her grip on her sheets tightened considerably. Her heart pounded in her chest and her head was heady with arousal. Hot breath flowed across her flushed, darkened folds, and he gave her a big lick with all of his tongue. Flopping with a low moan, Sasha’s legs twitched before Wyatt latched on to the little bundle of nerves that ached for his attention.

He sucked on her nub, flicked it with the tip of his tongue and scraped his teeth over it to leave her a writhing, moaning mess. This had only happened once before, and she wasn’t exactly sure if the bolts of pleasure that tightened into a coil in her abdomen were healthy- they were so intense. Groaning, Wyatt lapped up her juices as his hand slid up her body to tease her nipples, and Sasha felt about ready to explode. She didn’t remember her body being this sensitive.

“W- Wyatt… Wyatt- please-“Hearing him grunt, Sasha opened her eyes as Wyatt pushed himself up to take off his boxers, and she felt her pupils dilate wildly. His penis was dark, it stood tall and showed just how turned on he was. Reaching forward before she had half a mind to stop herself, the silky flesh was hot and throbbing under her fingers. Hearing him groan, she felt a surge of boldness shoot through her before she scooted forward. Close enough to see the bead of pre-cum that seeped from the spongey, bulbous head, her mouth watered a little before her tongue shot out to collect it.

“Ah, shit-“ Making a growling noise, Wyatt took Sasha’s hair in both his hands and held on tight, but not tight enough to hurt. She only hesitated for a moment before opened his mouth, and the feeling of him entering her mouth made her eyes close and a small moan tear from her throat. She’d never expected a man to taste so good- like pure man and just a hint of sweat.

Sasha held Wyatt’s thighs as he slowly thrusted into her mouth. She wasn’t in control of the act she was preforming, but he didn’t take advantage of her. Her lips wrapped around the base of his phallus and her teeth scraped his skin, and when she looked up his head was tilted back. The surge of feminine satisfaction she got from the way his jaw was working was almost distracting.

“God, darlin’ you’re so good at that.” Grinding out the words through his teeth, Wyatt tightened his grip on Sasha’s hair as he exited her mouth before pushing back in. He was nervous he’d go too far and she’d recoil. She just bobbed her head, though, and took him deeper down her throat.

When Wyatt pulled her away, Sasha was panting and had to wipe her mouth. Pushing her onto her back, he climbed on top of her and kissed her lips hard, holding her face in his palm as he pushed his tongue into her mouth to explore.

“It’s easy to fall in love with such a wonderful woman, Sasha.” Blinking hard at the mumble against her lips, Sasha’s entire body relaxed for half a second before Wyatt gently, slowly thrust into her feminine sheath. He mouthed at her bottom lip, and kneaded her waist with one hand while the other fisted the sheets near her head. Moaning as he thrust a second time, Sasha wrapped her hands around his biceps and tried to stop her orgasm. Her breath came in short, shallow pants as his muscle played under her touch.

Rocking together, in sink, Sasha wasn’t sure how she’d ended up in Wyatt’s lap but she didn’t question it. His mouth sucked on her neck, and through her half lidded eyes she could barely make out where the ceiling and the wall connected.

“Hmm- so good.” Gasping out the words, Sasha rocked her hips to the beat of her blood and felt Wyatt smile against her neck. She was so close, but somehow managed to stave it off. Kissing her mouth, he picked up the pace and held both her hips in his hands, so she bounced on his lap.

The change made Sasha wrap her arms around Wyatt’s neck and buried her scream in his shoulder as she twitched. The energy that had built up inside her womb released with staggering intensity, and after a few more thrusts he also released with a harsh groan, squeezing her waist tightly. Panting, Sasha’s insides undulated and tightened, milking him for everything he was worth.

“You mean a lot to me, Wyatt.” Lying in bed together, naked, Sasha’s confession came after she’d come down from their sex. She’d thought about it, and no, she didn’t love Wyatt, but she felt like she could. With a little time it could happen. Squeezing her to his side, he rolled over to face her and brush her damp hair from her face with a tender expression.

“Glad to know it’s not one sided, darlin’. Now you just gotta come with me and watch me win the rodeo.” Smiling, Sasha simply shook her head at that. Wyatt ate, slept and breathed horses and bull riding, and when he wasn’t with her or doing something on her farm he was practicing.

“Whatever you say.”

Sasha had never been to a rodeo, but it was a lot like a fair- only with horses and bulls. People rode them or they were tied to posts. There was food everywhere that made her mouth water, and games for people who were just passing time before the rodeo began.

However, Sasha ignored almost everything, and stopped only to buy a bag of popcorn.

Sitting in the row closest to the dirt floor, Sasha ate with a feeling of content. According to her doctor, her baby was growing at a normal rate, and she tried not to eat anything too junky, although she couldn’t deny her cravings sometimes. In the past week since she found out she was pregnant, she’d called her job and asked for a transfer to Dallas. It wasn’t like she needed to work, but fashion was something she wanted to do, and Wyatt didn’t discourage her. She could live on what her mother had left her, and the horses she’d sold, for at least two years, but she wanted to save up just in case. Money went fast, after all.

When Wyatt came out ready and rearing to go with just a cowboy hat and nothing to cover his chest, the crowd went wild. His eyes instantly sought out Sasha, and he couldn’t stop his smirk as he tipped his hat. Tonight was definitely going to be interesting, and he knew she had no idea. Moving the bull into the barred box to wait for the shot, he put himself into contest mode. He couldn’t be distracted by what happened afterwards.

Sasha watched, enraptured, as Wyatt rode the wild bull with strength and precision. How one man had such control over an animal like that was fascinating. Around her the gathered fans chanted his name, but she barely heard the thundering roar of the crowds.

When Wyatt broke his own record he felt good. He was flying high and the cheering around him didn’t do much to help that feeling. The rodeo had been his first love, but now he couldn’t say it was his only.

After the bull was out of the arena, he walked over towards Sasha in the bleachers. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the box he’d carried all the way from the ranch.

“Sasha I want you to marry me, darlin’.” Just like that everyone in the arena became quiet, waiting on baited breath. Sasha was clearly shocked by his declaration, but it wasn’t long before her mouth opened and closed a few times.

“I- you… Y- yeah! Yes! Of course!”

*****

THE END

Navy Seal Protector

Chapter One- Finding Tanya

              Tanya Adams was having a bad week. She had found out her boyfriend of two years was cheating on her, so she had broken it off. She did not understand how Jared could have done that to her, or that she had been so blind to his behavior. All she knew for sure was that right then, life sucked. She was discussing that fact with her best friend Jillian over a few beers at Jillian's place.

              “It is not like I have a great record with men. First my father left when I was eight years old and pretty much every boyfriend I have had ended up being a creep. Once I got over the initial doe eyed phase!” Tanya told her friend. Jillian snorted.

              “You are a bad picker to be sure girlfriend! But, you can't really take the blame for your Dad leaving. Crap Tanya, you were only eight. In a way though, I think it is good thing Jared is gone. For you anyway.” Tanya was surprised. She stared at Jillian a moment and then took a gulp of her beer thinking maybe that would help her understand her friend.

              “Huh? What are you talking about?” Tanya expressed.

Jillian sighed as if having to explain to a child.

              “Let's see, hmm, once you started dating him you hardly ever got to hang out with your friends and frankly I missed you! Also, well...here look at this.”

She took Tanya's hand and tugged her to her feet leading her to the bathroom of Jillian's apartment and then stood her in front of the mirror. Jillian pointed at their reflection in the door sized mirror.

              Tanya was in a red track suit zipped high up and a little baggy. Jillian was wearing snug blue and white flannel pants with a red tank top that almost matched her wavy hair. She was a slender young woman with nice breasts and a pert rear. Her friend reached up.

              “Watch this.” She instructed Tanya. She undid the clip holding Tanya's hair up and told her to shake it out. She did and her long smooth midnight hair fell around her face. As she did Jillian unzipped her sweat jacket. She then tugged it off of her.

              “Now look at us, remember this?” Tanya pushed her hair out of her eyes and looked at herself. Her white tank top was bulged by her large breasts and her pants hung low on her wide hips. She had always been more voluptuous than her friend’s slimmer hips.

              “So...what Jillian? What am I missing?” Jillian shook her head and her hair swung back and forth.

              “Remember when you used to dress how you like? I know Jared made you cover up. He was changing you Tanya and it about broke my heart. Jeez, we used to be the Taunting Twins.” Jillian reminded her.

              Tanya felt herself smiling slightly. Both at Jillian’s nickname for her and the fact that they had been known as the Taunting Twins. She knew she had started dressing more conservatively since she had started dating Jared. Jared had often tried to dictate who she would hang out with as well. Jillian was right, he had been controlling her. She turned sideways in the mirror and her smile widened some. She did look good. What is more, she told herself, is that she used to like looking good! Her smile turned to a saucy grin and she faced her best friend.

              “Thank you Jillian. I don't know if it is the beer talking, but you are right!” She hugged her friend and got a good hug back.

              “Yay, my friend is back!” She punched the air and they laughed. The buzzer rang then, interrupting their fun.

              “Oh crap, it is the pizza guy.” Jillian said.

              “I got this, since you got the beer.” Tanya told her and grabbed her purse on the way through the living room toward the door. She answered it and paid the kid, tipping him well and then shutting the door, she found herself smiling. The kid had been checking her out and obviously liked what he saw. It felt good to her and she cheerfully went back to celebrate her freedom with her friend.

When they were sitting and attacking the pizza Tanya made a decision.

“I am done with men, at least dating for a while. I just need to have fun.” She announced through a bite of the combination thick crust pizza. They had decided to do the whole pig out thing for the night. Jillian cheered her decision.

“Me too Tanya. Michael went back to his folks and I am free as well. Let's make a deal, we do not date, at least for a year, and just enjoy ourselves. What do you say?” Tanya agreed completely.

Chapter Two- Enter Jason Cooper

             
Tanya stepped off the bus in her home town of Killingsburg and looked around with a wistful smile. She had not been home for a few years and the little town brought back memories. Some good, some bad. Since her father was black and her mother was white, she had always been treated differently, and sometimes was teased when she was younger. However, by the time high school rolled around and her body was fully developed, most of the country boys found her exotic.

She collected her bags from the driver and hauled them to a waiting area. She checked her phone and saw the bus had made better time than she had thought. He mom had said her fiancé would be coming to meet her at five, and it was three thirty. Oh well, she thought to herself, I can grab something to eat and wait, no big deal.

She went to the deli attached to the bus depot and ordered a sandwich and salad before the waitress, Cindy Lawford immediately recognized her.

Tanya! Tanya Adams. My god girl how are you doing?” Cindy had been a classmate of hers in high school. They had got into trouble a few times together.

“I am great Cindy, you are looking good.” She was too, Tanya thought. Athletic yet shapely, a little like Jillian with short brown hair. Cindy blushed slightly.

“Your sweet Tanya, you look fantastic!” Tanya accepted the compliment and smiled slightly. She was wearing a red and blue plaid shirt tied at the waist and open to between her boobs with a white half top underneath so she was not completely hanging out, but her belly was exposed above her jeans shorts.

“Thanks Cindy, look who is being sweet.” Tanya returned.

“In town long? We will have to get together.” Cindy told her. Tanya liked the idea.

“We will. My mom’s fiancé is coming to get me in an hour or so. I will let you know what is up when I find out what mom has planned.” Tanya told her with another smile. She was enjoying seeing people and being out. It really had been awhile. Cindy grinned.

“That's right, she in engaged. Have you seen Mr. Cooper's son?” Cindy asked as she walked over and got Tanya her coffee. Tanya shook her head no in answer and sipped the coffee. She sighed, it tasted wonderful.

“Well,” Cindy began. “Jason Cooper is back from the military, Navy Seal, and he is drop dead gorgeous! He must work out all the time to look that good. Women nearly faint every time he walks by! At least you will have something to look at around the house.” They laughed, but Tanya did not care much about that. She was secure in her no dating pledge. Besides, Cindy always fell for any half good looking guy, so how gorgeous was he really? Tanya finished her sandwich and salad, chatted with Cindy for a while longer, then went out to wait for her ride. If her Mom's house had not been so far out from town she could have walked. After she was waiting a half hour after the time she was supposed to be picked up Tanya began getting annoyed. She slung a bag over both shoulders, and with her third bag in her hand she started walking. Her new step-dad would have to be coming in from Jackson Lane so she headed up that way. She was tired of waiting. She only made it about three blocks when she heard a honk as a big four wheel drive crew cab truck pulled up. It was red and shining clean. She saw a handsome young man in it and thought, great, getting hit on already. The passenger window came down and he leaned over to look at her.

“Hey, you need a ride?” He called out to her. She thought about it because her bags were quite heavy, but shook her head. If she took the ride the guy would be hitting on her the whole way home.

“Are you Tanya Adams? I am Jason Cooper. My father sent me to pick you up,” He said.

“Oh thank God. You could have said that to begin with. Thank you,” she responded. Tanya through her bags in the back of the truck as he started to get out then she opened the passenger door and jumped it.

“Hi I am Tanya, thanks again for coming. I was beginning to think I had been forgotten about,” She told Jason. Cindy had been dead right this time, he was devastatingly handsome. If he got his looks from his dad’s side her mom hit had the jackpot. He was a hard body to be sure she thought on first impression. Tanned with classically handsome chiseled features and green eyes that sparkled. His hair was growing out from a shorter cut in the wild way hair does when it is the between stage of really short and longer. It was brown with a red tint that shown in the summer sun.

“Sorry I am late, I ran into a few service buddies and got caught up,” He said casually. It was an off handed apology, like he knew it was polite to say so without caring one way or another. She let it pass although she found that tone irritating.

“So you are military?” She asked to pass the time. He grunted and affirmative.

“Yes, Navy Seal actually. It is a tough job but somebody has to do it,” he said proudly with a tone of superiority. Tanya sighed. She supported the military for their service and bravery. She was not however into braggarts. Most true military heroes she had met never spoke much about the service and seemed very humble. Her respect and honor for those men and women knew no bounds. She respected Jason for his service, but not his cocky personality.

“So, the town carnival and rodeo is in a few weeks. Are you thinking of going?” He asked. “Since I am from North County I have never been. Is it any good?” Tanya glanced at him driving. He kept his eyes on the road and sat with excellent posture. Her massage therapist in the city would be proud of him. His bearing and the way he moved was definitely military.

“I have not been in four years but I used to have a blast when I went before. It could be fun to see the fair again. Hometown thing and all,” Tanya told him. He grunted in response with a smile.

“I know the feeling. There is just something about a small hometown that makes you want to revisit all the old places. I got an idea, you show yours and I'll show you mine,” He joked and she raised an eyebrow at him and he caught it in a glance and busted out laughing.

“Ah that was good. I couldn't help myself, sorry,” he apologized. It was like the last one, and she believed it less than the first. She had a thought that would shut him up.

“You know you will soon be my brother don't you?” She asked him sweetly.

“Stepbrother, no relation,” was his quick retort with a chuckle. She ground her teeth. The nerve of this guy! She thought to herself.

“Come on Tanya, you have to know you are breaking hearts just walking down the street. I am just flirting for fun,” he said defensively. She sighed.

“Ok, sorry Jason. I just ended a two year relationship and I am a little sour on relationships and guys in general,” Tanya told him honestly. He grimaced, almost comically.

“That's rough, sorry,” He actually sounded sincere there. He must have had a rough one in the past. They turned onto the dirt road to her Mom's house.

“So was it something he did, or...” he trailed off.

“He cheated on me,” She told him. His reaction surprised him. He braked the car to a stop causing dust to kick up everywhere. It startled her.

“He cheated on you? The guy must be an idiot! I mean unless you are cruel or something and you do not seem that way. Wow, what a jerk,” He concluded and started driving again. Tanya was surprised and a little amused. He had really been blown away by that fact. He was as mad about it as Jillian had been. Tanya could not help smiling slightly.

“Well, he was an asshole. A controlling one too. Nothing violent but who knows where it would have led if I stayed with him. Thanks for the sentiments. I do appreciate them and the compliments, but I am making being single a religion for a while,” She concluded. They pulled into the driveway then.

“I don't blame you after a guy like that. Some guys don't know when they have it good,” He told her and parked the car and got out. He got her bags for her as she got out and insisted on carrying them.

“My dad would kill me if I did not help a lady with her bags,” He said. Carrying all three. As they walked up to the porch her mom came out and Tanya's heart soared. She had not seen her mom for a while. There were hugs and few tears. Then she was introduced to the new man in her Mom's life.