Linda
I woke up just as the sun was coming through the still open window. I shivered, feeling the draft and pulled the sheets tighter around me when I realized that someone else was sharing the bed with me. I instantly remembered my lustful night with Kyle and my cheeks turned crimson. It had been absolutely amazing. I still didn’t understand why I had allowed myself to end up in bed with someone that was a suspect in a murder investigation…
I glanced over to see Kyle fast asleep. He looked so peaceful with his usually sharp facial features now relaxed. I ran my fingers through his messy hair, feeling how soft it was. I knew I shouldn’t be falling for this man… but I couldn’t help it. Between my legs, my pussy still tingled with the aftermath of last night.
“Mmm.” I looked down to find Kyle looking right back at me with his smoldering brown eyes. “If only I could wake up to a sight as beautiful as this every morning…” He pulled me closer, cradling my body against his as if we were a pair of nesting dolls. “Good to see you haven’t run away from me yet. Is it safe to say you liked last night then?”
“Like, would be an understatement…” I muttered under my breath. I was too embarrassed to look into his eyes, especially since I could feel his stiff member against my thigh. “I mean… I never thought I’d experience anything quite like that.”
He chuckled, his arms tightening around me. “I bet you didn’t see this coming.”
“What?”
“That you would end up sleeping with me.”
“Honestly, no. But I also didn’t expect you to be who you are. I guess I really shouldn’t judge a book by its cover.”
“You got that right.” He kissed my neck and I felt a shiver running down my back. “C’mon, I’ll cook you some breakfast.”
“You cook too?”
“I don’t get paid enough to order out all the time. Plus, with a body like mine…” He winked at me as I watched him put his jeans back on. I bit the inside of my lip. I couldn’t believe how sexy he really was. He had a body that looked like it was chiseled out of marble. Those washboard abs… broad shoulders… sharp jawline… that intoxicating V… I felt like I couldn’t look away.
“Are you just going to sit there and stare all day, or are you going to join me?” He asked, hoisting me out of bed and pulling me into his arms. My legs wrapped around his waist almost naturally. “Someone’s still wet I see…” I blushed darkly when I realized my still bare pussy was rubbing against his midsection.
“Oh… um…” I scrambled my way back down and grabbed my panties, but they were completely torn. I frowned. What was I supposed to wear now?
“I’ll see if Liv has any she can part with. For now, just put something on.” He tossed me my pants. It felt strange wearing pants with no underwear, almost as if there was a constant breeze between my legs. At this point, it felt like my cheeks were on fire.
Kyle had already left the room when I found my bra and clipped it back on. I shuddered, remembering the moment he snapped it off. We were still on the roof. My heart had been working overtime. I was trying to push him away and still, he managed to get me into bed with him. Not that I regretted it. Last night was mind-blowing, to say the least.
Finally dressed, I walked down the stairs. I followed my nose into the kitchen, finding Kyle heating up some coconut oil on a skillet. “What are you making?” I asked.
“Just some eggs and bacon. I hope that’s okay. I would’ve made you some waffles, but my machine broke just the other day. I was going to buy a new one… but then I got arrested for a murder I didn’t commit.”
“You know, you don’t have to keep convincing me that you’re innocent.” I jumped onto the counter and sat down.
“You believe me now?”
“Maybe…” I swung my legs, a grin playing on my lips. “Do you really think I’d sleep with someone I thought was a murderer?”
His eyes sparkled at my words and he moved between my legs, his hands on my thighs, spreading them apart ever so gently. “You don’t know how much this means to me…”
“Does that mean you’re going to let me go now?”
“Do you want to go home?” He asked, his face suddenly darkening. He turned his back on me and tended to the eggs.
I didn’t know how to answer. I knew I should get home and stop this madness, but at the same time, I had grown fond of his attention. I enjoyed his company and I didn’t want to leave just yet. “Well, maybe I’m not one hundred percent convinced yet…” I giggled, drawing out my voice.
He chuckled, perfectly folding the omelet he was making in half. He dished it onto a plate and handed it to me along with a few juicy pieces of bacon.
“I’ve never had a guy cook for me before.”
“You’ve obviously never been with someone like me before. I love to cook.”
“So, you love to cook and you love to read. Are you ever going to stop surprising me?” I took a bite of my food and my taste buds were pleasantly surprise. The egg itself was exceptionally fluffy and the cheese was melted to the perfect consistency.
“Maybe you just need to stick around and find out.”
“I’d like that. If I’m going to make a solid case for either side, then I think I need to learn more about the motorcycle culture.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean. I should get to know how your guys live and function so I don’t base everything on stereotypes.”
“Does that mean you want to stick around for a while?” He asked, raising an eyebrow in my direction.
“Maybe.”
With a grin, Kyle tore through his piece of bacon and I couldn’t help but laugh. He was making a total mess.
“Well, good to know you’re not perfect. You still eat like you’re a college freshman.”
“No, I don’t.” He said through a mouthful.
“Right. That’s why you haven’t even touched your fork and knife this whole time, right?”
“Who the hell eats bacon with a fork?” Just to make a point, I picked up my bacon and popped it into my mouth with my fork.
“Ooh, someone’s a little princess, isn’t she?” He taunted me before he grabbed my fork and fed me a bit of my breakfast, being sweet about it.
“If being a princess involves you feeding me, sign me up.” I laughed, finding our time together endearing. I never thought the leader of a motorcycle club would turn out to be so charming.
I leaned across the table and kissed him, feeling flirtatious. He seemed surprised for a second before he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into his lap. “Someone’s awfully eager this morning.”
“What can I say? You’re hard to resist.” I leaned against him. “And… to be honest. I want to learn more about you. I’m starting to have a feeling you didn’t commit the crime… but I can’t be sure until I know everything.”
“Still have your doubts, don’t you?”
“Of course, I wouldn’t be a lawyer if I didn’t turn over every rock.”
“Then why didn’t you do that from the start?”
“I wasn’t thinking. I thought you were like every other man in a motorcycle club. Now I know I was wrong.”
“So, what do you want to know?”
“Why did you join?”
“I already told you, I was going through a bit of a rough patch and the Blackbirds helped me out. The previous leader took me under his wing and treated me like his own son.”
“Didn’t you have a father before that? A family?”
“No. From what I was told, I became an orphan at the age of two. My parents were involved in a horrible shootout. I was moved from orphanage to orphanage. No one wanted me because I was the scrawny little kid who always got sick. Being bedridden so much, however, gave me a lot of time to read. That’s why I’m so interested in the classics. The stories of all those heroes inspired me. I ended up getting a scholarship to go to college, but I blew it the moment I started mixing with the wrong crowd.” He shrugged like it was no big deal.
“Don’t you ever wish you could go back?” I asked him, listening to his life story. I couldn’t believe how similar it was to my own… I was an orphan too, fighting to get off the streets until finally, a foster family adopted me and I vowed to make them proud.
“Sometimes, but I’m happy with the way things are right now. The Blackbirds are my family now and I wouldn’t give them up for the world.”