Chapter 8

 

Aria sits on the edge of the bed as I kneel in front of her. I bring the wet rag to her lip before she jerks away.

“Hold still.” She looks down, not looking me in the eye.

“He do all this, or was there someone else?”

“Just him.” I dab at the blood that’s now drying on her lip.

“What the hell were you thinkin’ goin’ out there alone with him?” Her eyes jerk to mine, a hatred floating in them.

“I didn’t go with him. What’s the difference anyway?  I walked off with you, didn’t I?” Shaking my head, I grin at her.

“I’m not them. That’s the difference. You might think it’s all fun and games to get fucked by the big bad bikers, babe, but you need to watch who they are. Not all of us are friendly.” Aria slams her hands into my shoulders, knocking me to my ass on the floor.  I watch her with amusement as she stands and starts to stomp past me.

“You’re welcome.” Mumbling, I hear her laugh. It’s a beautiful laugh, too. One I wished I could hear more of.

“Oh, you wanted me to thank you, for insulting me?” As quickly as she walked toward the door, she stands back in front of me. I don’t move from my place on the floor either. In fact, I bend my knees up and rest my elbows there as I watch her.

“I mean; I did just beat his ass for you.” Her hands hold the bikini top that has been torn up against her chest as she glares at me.

“Are you expecting a thank you, fuck? You got me all wrong.” Raising my eyebrows, I can see the way she looks at me. She wants me, and she knows it.

“I don’t go around pickin’ fights for the hell of it. I sure as hell don’t start a war between clubs for a woman!” She’s making my nerves fire off one by one.

“Then you shouldn’t have answered your phone.” Look at her, testing my patience.  I shove myself off the floor. Standing in her face, I reach for her.

“You like pushin’ me, darlin’?” My fingers skim over her shoulders before moving down her arms. I can tell she’s enjoying it as much as I am.

“I wouldn’t dare. I need to go.” Her eyes dance with lust. I can see it.

“So, go. I’m not stoppin’ you.” Aria licks her lips, killing my dick a little more with each swipe of her tongue.

“I can’t go like this. My friends will worry.” Reaching over my shoulder with one hand, I tug my t-shirt off. Letting go of her, I slide my shirt over her head before reaching under, grabbing the bikini top. My fingers skim over her already hardened nipples. A groan escapes my lips, but Aria’s eyes never leave mine.

“There. Now you have sufficient clothing.” Our breathing has picked up, but neither of us move.  We watch each other for even the slightest movement.

“If you’re thinkin’ about stayin’ here tonight, I will fuck you senseless.” She knows I’m not playing. She knows what I want.

“Fine.” She turns her back to me, heading toward the door. I let out a breath that I’d been holding, hoping she would stay with me tonight. I don’t turn to watch her go. I run my hand through my hair, turning toward the bed. I hear the lock click into place. I slowly turn around, to see her standing there in nothing but my t-shirt.

“That’s the most beautiful thing, I’ve ever seen.” 

***

Her hands are above her head just like I told her to do. She doesn’t move, and I love that. I kiss the inside of her thighs while making my way up. Her knuckles turn white from the way she’s gripping the sheets.

“This has to be the best tastin’ thing in the world.” Growling against her, she wiggles slightly.

“Are you gonna be a good girl–and lay still for me?” I wait for her to answer but when she doesn’t, I bite down on the inside of her thigh. Her breathless cries make my stomach tremble.

“Yes. I won’t move.”

I continue my assault as I make my way down her body. I run my finger through her wetness as I groan. I can hear her panting already. I close my eyes when I slide a finger inside of her. I’ve never felt so much perfection in my life.  I move my finger in and out of her, loving how her body writhes on the bed beneath me. I lean my head down, taking a long, slow, lick. I deliberately miss the spot she so wants me to touch.

“Roc, please,” She cries. I chuckle against her, but I don’t give her what she wants. That would be too easy.

Adding another finger inside of her, her back arches off the bed. I hook my fingers inside, pulling at every part of her. Aria screams my name when my tongue goes to work on her clit. That little bundle of nerves has sat there unattended for long enough. I need to taste her–all of her. My tongue moves as fast as my fingers, bringing her to the edge.

“There you go, baby.” I work her up then place my mouth over her clit. Sucking and licking, I feel her body locking up around me. A few more flicks of my tongue, and Aria explodes in a wave of pleasure. My heart hammers in my chest. I lick up everything she has to offer before climbing up her slack body.  Aria lays there in a world of her own but that isn’t good enough for me. I need more, I want more. I grab the condom out of my jeans before kicking them off. Rolling the condom on, I kneel between her thighs.  Just looking at her with her eyes closed–mouth parted–gives me a thrill. She’s so different, yet perfect. Without saying a word, I reach down and slide into her. I’m not rough this time either, which is unusual for me. I lean down, cupping her face in my hands, resting on my elbows on either side of her head.

“Look at me, Aria.” Her eyes open slowly before jerking right to mine.

“What are you doin’ to me?” My hips rock slowly, taking my time with her. She doesn’t know what to say. She watches me.  Without another thought, I lean down and brush my lips over her soft ones. The tingle that hits me isn’t what I expected it to be.  I want this woman, in more ways than one.