Page 11 of Cody (Maine Silver Foxes)

A lina

I looked over at Cody several times as he and King were talking.

I was trying not to be conspicuous, but I was sure Max was aware that he didn’t have my full attention.

He was a nice man, handsome with his strawberry blond hair tied back, blue eyes, and a ruggedness that made him look natural against the towering trees that surrounded us.

He looked like he belonged in the woods.

I could tell that he had a nice, robust build beneath the flannel shirt he was wearing. His facial features were sharp and strong, with high cheekbones, deep-set eyes, and prominent brow ridge. He had a thick, well-groomed beard that was the same color as his hair, with just a hint of rust in it.

“Got some burgers and chicken done for anyone who wants it!” King shouted out for everyone to hear.

“Come on, Alina.”

I glanced at Mia as she jumped to her feet along with everyone else. “Don’t be shy!”

“I’m never shy when there’s food involved,” I laughed, getting to my feet. As I brought my foot over the bench I caught it and felt myself begin to fall. I knew it wasn’t going to be pretty. “Shoot!” I cried out, trying to catch my balance.

“Got ya!” Max rushed out as his arms closed around me.

Laughing at my clumsiness, I looked up at him as he steadied me. “Thank you. That would have been embarrassing.”

“My pleasure, pretty lady,” he responded, dropping his arms and stepping away.

We each grabbed a paper plate at the end of the table and began to make our way to the grill.

I’d been right about Max’s body. In the brief moment when he’d held me against him I’d noticed how hard and well-defined he was.

I glanced over at Cody, noticing the slight furrow of his brow.

He’d obviously witnessed my gracelessness, but I didn’t think that was what had put the frown on his face.

I walked right up to him. Max was behind me, and Cody’s gaze followed him as he continued past us to the grill. “We meet again, soldier,” I smiled.

He grunted and looked down at me. “Marine,” he corrected.

“I know.” I licked my lips, drawing his interest to my mouth, and teased, “You’re so much fun to mess with.” I smiled. “So, um, was Evelyn your booty call the other night?”

His thick brows rose, his surprise at my question flickering briefly across his face. “’Booty call’ would imply that we’d had sex, so no. She provided other services.”

The blowjob. We both knew what we were talking about.

His next question came out of the blue. “You ever been on a motorcycle?”

Somehow we’d moved closer to the grill. King was still cooking, but on the side table connected to the grill there was a platter of already cooked meat. “No, I haven’t had the pleasure.” I reached for a drumstick and gave King a smile. “The cook never gets to eat,” I joked.

King winked. “Don’t worry about me, sugar, I learned how to cook and eat at the same time.” He proved it by cutting off the end of a sausage and popping it into his mouth.

Still next to me, Cody reached down for the cooler at King’s feet.

He opened it and dumped out the two beers that were inside.

“Need to borrow this.” He put two burgers and a piece of chicken on his plate.

“Fix yourself a plate, Alina, and cover it with another one. Grab a drink and some napkins. I’m about to make your day. ”

“Really?” He sounded so sure of himself.

“Yup. Just do as I say and don’t ask questions.”

“You’re bossy.”

“Yup.”

I followed Cody with my eyes for a minute and watched as he added buns to his burgers. When he moved on to scoop a large spoonful of potato salad on his plate, I finally moved to do as he said. When I had what I wanted I took a clean plate, put it on top, and looked up at him. “Now what, Marine?”

His lips twitched at the corners. “Follow me.”

I gave the girls who were sitting together at the picnic table a slightly amused look that probably appeared more like confusion to them.

They were busy stuffing their faces, and Mia was the one who acknowledged me with a smile and a shrug and gave me a little finger wave.

I turned and caught up to Cody at his bike.

He put the cooler on the ground and carefully put our plates of food and drinks inside before securing it to the small rack at the back of his bike. All without words.

He climbed on, looking so hot in faded jeans that stretched tight over his thick thighs, a pair of well-worn boots, and a dark blue flannel shirt that was unbuttoned enough to reveal a tempting display of hair on his chest. Not a carpet.

Just enough. He didn’t look like the kind of man who manscaped, but you never knew.

Once he was settled, he looked over at me. “Climb on, baby.”

Damn. He probably called all women “baby,” but it was the first time in years anyone had called me that, and it had a pleasant effect on me, the kind that made me tingle in some places and made me feel special.

Cody was waiting patiently for me to get on, but I glanced at the tight space behind him.

I may have been petite, but I had an ass on me that I was certain wouldn’t fit.

The bastard smirked as if guessing my thoughts. “Bring your leg over and plant your ass on the seat with your pussy nice and snug against my backside.”

Ohmygod! It took everything I had not to show him how hot his words made me. I was going to burst into flames if he kept this up. I wished I could come up with a response that would shock him, but he’d left me speechless for the moment, and I could only do as he asked.

“Now wrap your arms around me, hold on tight, and lean in with me on the curves.”

I wrapped my arms around him and linked my fingers. He turned his head sideways and spoke over his shoulder. “Got it?”

“Got it.”

Cody started the bike, and I knew any conversation was over.

His bike was a huge, loud beast, and it fit him perfectly.

The vibration beneath my bottom was going to mean trouble for me since I was already turned on by Cody’s filthy language.

I closed my eyes and prayed for salvation the second he took off.

I was a fool for getting on this death trap without a helmet, but once we were riding, the freedom of the wind through my hair, along with the ride itself, felt invigorating.

Cody handled the bike like a man with plenty of experience and confidence.

He didn’t take risks and kept his speed within the limit.

I had no idea where we were going, but the longer we rode, the less I cared.

The vibration beneath my bottom felt so good.

I tried to think of anything else to keep my mind off the tingle in my clit, but it was impossible. After a while, I let myself go.

Whatever happened, happened.

I’d promised myself after I left Eddie that I would live my life differently.

I would experience more. Do things that made me happy.

Enjoy life. This moment with Cody was me doing that.

The old Alina would have thought about everything that could go wrong and would have talked herself out of going.

I wanted Cody. Even if it is just for sex, I wanted to experience him, and if he wasn’t going to take the first step, I would.

Before long he slowed down the bike and pulled onto a path that looked like it was only used by bikes.

It led into the woods and eventually came to a rocky stream with a small waterfall.

I could tell the water wasn’t deep enough to swim in and was only about ten feet across, but it was beautiful, and the sound of rushing water over the rocky bottom turned into nature’s tranquil music.

Cody brought his bike to a stop and turned it off.

For a moment he didn’t move, and I got the sense that he had something to say.

I slowly unwound my arms from around him.

My bottom felt numb, and the tingle in my clit was almost uncomfortable.

Riding a motorcycle for the first time had been like riding a giant dildo that hadn’t delivered, and I knew that it wouldn’t take much to send me over the edge.

Just when I thought Cody wasn’t going to speak, he said, “I’m going to fuck you, Alina.”

The rasp of his growly tone and his blunt statement revealed the depth of his emotions. He was as turned on as I was. I caught my breath loud enough for him to hear. He turned his head and side-eyed me.

“That fear?”

I decided to be honest. “No.”

“You got one chance to tell me no because I’m warning you right now, once I start, I don’t stop.” Seconds passed before he added, “I won’t have the strength.”

Now that was a threat if I’d ever heard one.

The seriousness of his words warned me that he wasn’t playing around.

Did he believe what he was saying? “Oh, I think you have the strength to stop, soldier,” I whispered the words into his ear.

“But don’t worry, you won’t hear the word ‘no’ pass through my lips. ”

Before I could take in my next breath he grunted, “Told you—” he twisted around faster than a man his size should have been able to move and grasped my shoulders roughly, “—it’s Marine.

” In the second it took for him to jerk me against him I took in the raw, unleashed arousal on his face.

The fire smoldering in his eyes. The flaring nostrils as he sucked in air.

The wild look that told me he was ready to snap.

He slammed his mouth down on mine. The grind of his lips against mine should have hurt but only made me hotter.

I moaned without embarrassment or shame, and opened my mouth so our tongues could dance.

Lust for this man consumed me. The flutter in my core grew into a tsunami that rushed through my body, soaking my panties.

Cody’s hand clenched into the hair at the back of my neck as if he needed to hold me in place, but he needn’t have worried.

I wasn’t going anywhere.

And I wasn’t saying no.