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Hard Escape (Notus Motorcycle Club Book 2) by Debra Kayn (21)

Chapter 20

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The sun streamed into the bedroom. Ingrid kicked off the blanket and sat up in bed. Between phone calls taking Glen away from her, panic over what she'd done by telling Notus Motorcycle Club about Evan, and excitement over the club making it possible for her to see her parents again, she'd barely rested.

She groaned, throwing her feet off the side of the bed and straightening her back. Even sleeping on the hard, cold ground in the dead of winter with cardboard keeping the freezing temperatures off her, she'd been in better shape than she felt at the moment.

It was as if all her strength left her over the last twelve hours. She couldn't even grasp how vulnerable her decision to tell Glen everything had made her because her thoughts were bogged down and seemed out of her reach.

Glen walked into the room from the bathroom, rubbing a towel over his wet hair, and found her sitting on the bed. "I thought you'd be sleeping."

She shook her head, and the room spun. "I can't."

"Are you hungry?" He tossed the towel to the corner of the room.

"No," she said, taking in the way his hair stuck out and he combed it back with his fingers making the messy style she found sexy on him.

Bare chested with only his jeans on, Glen stood in the room, secure, confident, and seemingly unaffected by the hard night she'd put him through. She leaned her head to the side and moaned when the muscles all along her back protested.

"Are you hurting?"

She placed her hand on her lower back and arched. "A bit. I feel...weird like I'm sick, but I'm not."

A rush of air escaped Glen in amusement. "That's the whiskey I gave you through the night, hoping you would rest."

She wrinkled her nose. "I'm hungover?"

"You needed the relief." He sat on the bed beside her. "It might not feel like it now, but you slept. I don't want you passing out on me again. You need to rest, eat, and drink...water."

She leaned toward him when the mattress dipped. The thought of losing consciousness, even for a few seconds, wasn't something she wanted to repeat anytime soon.

"The others are coming over in an hour." He rubbed her back.

Her eyes closed at the immense amount of pleasure that came over her from his touch. His hand stopped. She patted his leg wanting him to continue. "I'll give you a rub if you rub my back first."

"Lay on your stomach," he said.

She opened her eyes and rolled until she was in the middle of the mattress. Glen stretched out beside her and slipped his hand under her T-shirt and rubbed his palm up and down her spine. Her stiff muscles cried in relief.

"Relax." Glen used his fingertips to massage her muscles. "You're tense."

She turned her head and watched his face. His eyes followed his hand movements on her back. His lips softened, twitched, only to relax again. The goatee he'd had when they'd first met was now a full-grown beard, longer at his chin. Her first impression of him had been right.

He had more control than anyone she'd ever met. The way he conducted himself and his sense of right and wrong were admirable. In some ways, he reminded her of her dad. A trait she hadn't realized her father possessed until she'd moved out of the house with Evan.

Glen pushed his way under her shirt to her shoulders. She bit down on her lip. God, he performed magic on her.

Seduced by his manipulation, she could no longer tell if her muscles were tense and aching from a fitful night of sleep or from the pleasure quickly overpowering her.

His fingers, rough against her skin, were unbelievably soothing. He changed tactics, and his fingernails scratched her skin lightly. She inhaled, liking the different sensations. Her skin warmed and pulsed. He moved from side to side from her shoulders down her spine.

At the base of her spine, above her butt where her sweatpants hung low, a tingle swept through her body, starting low in her stomach and spreading. She arched against his touch.

As he made another sweep over her back, she anticipated the moment he'd run his fingernails over the sensitive skin and lifted her hips, pressing her back up against his hand.

Glen's hand stayed on her lower back making slow circles. "What are you thinking?"

"I don't want you to ever stop." She pulled her arms up from her sides and folded them under her head.

"I'll keep going until you tell me otherwise." He leaned closer and kissed her lips.

His head sideways from her, his whiskers tickled her cheek. In her position, she couldn't return the kiss. That's what they always did. He kissed, then she kissed him back. He touched, then she touched him back. His leadership helped her know what was expected of her and somewhere in her head, she believed he was letting her make a choice. If she failed to return the affection, he'd stop.

She never wanted him to stop though. Raising her head, she leaned in and kissed him back. His hand hit the sweet spot on her back, and she moaned against his lips as her pelvis trembled and she wanted to turn over and have him touch the other side of her.

"Do you like that," he whispered.

She nodded, aware of the warmth between her legs.

He rolled her over and moved closer, putting his hand on her bare stomach below where her shirt had worked its way up under her breasts. She sucked in her breath. His touch was electric. Her body jolted, and she squeezed her thighs together at the onslaught of pleasure.

She'd had sex with Evan, and she wasn't naive about what men wanted. Glen's technique threw her off of what was expected of her. She was used to Evan taking and taking, never spending time on getting her hot and bothered. Anytime she expressed how much she wanted to be touched, he ended up punishing her until she no longer asked or cared or felt any pleasure. It was only one of several ways Evan controlled the life she found herself living.

Glen's fingers slipped under the edge of her bunched shirt coming in contact with the underside of her bare breasts. She held perfectly still, trying to control the desire to have him touch her nipples.

He pulled his hand back and lifted her wrist, putting her palm on his stomach. She rolled her head to the side and gazed at him as she turned to reach him better. Copying him, she made soft circles on his flat stomach. The hair on his body prickled her hand.

"I want you." He kissed her softly, opening her mouth and stroking her with his tongue.

Her hand stilled and then continued touching him as she adjusted to kissing and touching at the same time. He pulled back with another peck on her lips.

She whispered, repeating his words, "I want you, too."

More than wanted. She needed him.

Glen rolled on top of her, bracing his weight off her body, and stretched his arm over to the nightstand and felt around in the drawer. She tilted her head and watched him grab a condom. Excitement filled her, and she widened her legs making room for his body.

He handed her the protection. "It's your choice. You put the condom on me, and I'm going to fuck you. If you throw the condom away, I get off you, and we try again another day or night or afternoon."

Her stomach fluttered and quickly changed, making her nauseous. Why was he changing their relationship? He wanted her, and that meant it was okay to want him. He gave her a condom, that meant she could use the condom. But, he was making her go first.

"W-why do I have to put it on you?" she asked.

"Because I see how you respond to my body and how your body responds to my hands. But, I can't see how you respond in your head. You're going to have to tell me that on your own, Blue."

Her hands shook tearing the foil package open. There was no hesitation. She knew her own mind even if her body answered only to Glen. She glanced up at him, hoping he believed her. His intense, hungry gaze gave his approval, even if he wouldn't say the words.

He shifted his body and straightened on his knees. She rolled on the protection. His passion fed hers, making her feel beautiful, even though her hip bones were sharp and her ribs showed. With his attention, she remembered how it felt to be confident and pretty.

Glen's hands pushed up her shirt, exposing her breasts. The one place she hadn't lost weight, thankfully. He palmed her breasts, and she arched up into his hands. Finally, he soothed a part of her that had been teased and wanting for what seemed like weeks. She wrapped her legs around the back of his knees. The always overwhelming feeling she got around Glen urged her on.

He lowered his upper body, taking her nipple in his mouth. She braced for the pain of his teeth and was rewarded with a soft swipe of his tongue. Her body uncoiled, and warmth settled between her legs.

As if he had all the time in the world, he trailed his tongue around, over, and flicked her into a puddle of feelings. She reached up and placed her hands on his arms before she could question if he wanted her to touch him.

He pressed his cock between her legs. She prepared for him to enter and instead he rubbed against her. Clutching him with all her limbs, she tried to contain the thrill mounting in her body.

The tug of her nipple, the caress on her pussy, the size of Glen against her. Too much. Too little. Too unpredictable.

She needed him to show her what he expected from her. Simply laying underneath him seemed inadequate for what her body demanded.

Glen raised his head. She looked into his eyes. His arousal was written all over his face. From his brows pulled down in concentration or maybe it was supreme control. Was he holding back?

He rolled off her, taking her with him, and she ended up straddling his hips on top of him. Planting her hands on his chest to keep her balance, she caught his short nod.

This was what he wanted? Her on top?

"Take it when you want it." His hands grasped her thighs at the juncture of her hips.

Oh, boy. She blew out her breath as her pussy spasmed, knowing he could be in her soon. This minute. Now.

She lowered her right hand and wrapped her fingers around his girth never taking her gaze off him. His pupils dilated, and she caught her lower lip between her teeth. Yes, he liked that. She did, too.

Raising up on her knees, she placed the head of his cock at her entrance. Her legs shook at the hint of fullness she'd soon experience. The poignant situation took all her concentration, and she gazed down her body to where their bodies were tottering on joining. She slid down. The pressure, the sight, left her trembling. She gasped, jerking her gaze to Glen and found him watching her. Not his cock. Not her pussy. But her eyes.

As if he reached in and stroked her soul to climax, she quivered, plunging down on him fully.

She couldn't move.

She couldn't think.

She couldn't open her eyes that'd closed at the pleasure.

Glen lifted her by her waist and brought her down again, taking control. She tilted forward and caught herself on his chest. A moan vibrated out of her.

"That's it, Blue," whispered Glen in the back of her subconscious.

She rode him, reaching, panting, searching. Her sensitivity to him, the position he put her in, the desperate need to hold on to the beauty he gave her, she came hard, losing control of her muscles as her insides constricted in pleasure

He brought her upper body down to his chest and groaned in her ear. His cock pulsed bigger, harder, and he held still underneath her as he came. She closed her eyes, drained of any strength.

Glen rubbed her back. She sighed. That's how it all started. With the softest of touches, a soothing scratch, and him finding her sweet spot.

"Hey, what's wrong?" His body hardened underneath her.

She opened her eyes and found her vision blurred. Not aware she cried, she raised her head and tried to put her feelings into words.

Glen kissed her. "Tell me."

She kissed him back. "For the first time, I feel hopeful. Thanks to you."

"It's going to get—" A knock interrupted Glen's reply. He groaned. "Damn. I need to get that. It's Notus."

She slid off him and swallowed hard. His motorcycle club brothers would have answers and an idea on her next step. The desire to see her parents filled her with energy, and she moved off the bed.

"Go ahead and get dressed. Then, come downstairs." He removed the condom, cleaned himself off with the towel he'd used for his shower, and zipped his jeans.

She nodded. The mix of emotions brought back her nausea. With Evan's knowledge that she was still in St. John's, anything could happen.

"Hey?" He stopped in the hallway. "We'll talk about what just happened between us later. Okay?"

"Okay." She pulled the edge of her shirt down over her hips.

He hesitated. "We're good, Blue."

"Yeah, we're good," she whispered, warming inside.

Once alone in the room, she hurried to the bathroom to wash and put on her new clothes. She couldn't lose herself in what happened in the bedroom until she fixed her past.

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