Page 6 of Her Obsessed Biker (Savage Kings MC #8)

Rock

I should’ve fucking known. The way her tongue brushed tentatively against mine, copying my strokes…

She’s a goddamn virgin.

Hearing her say it…watching the color rise in her cheeks as she averts those big eyes…

Damn, it must be true.

The realization knocks the breath out of me.

“I—I’m sorry,” I mutter, shaking my head. “It’s just…”

She nods, clearing her throat slightly. “I didn’t care much for the boys at my school, and I guess I never met anyone worth it,” she says softly, fingers twisting nervously in her lap. “No one that made me want it.”

Christ.

My jaw clenches. I rake a hand through my hair and step back like distance will help. Like putting space between us will somehow put out the wildfire raging inside my chest.

It doesn’t.

She’s too much. Too sweet. Too fucking good.

And I’m already too far gone.

“I’m sorry,” she murmurs under her breath.

“You didn’t do anything wrong,” I growl, hating how small she looks now. Hating that even for a second, she thought I was mad at her. “I just…didn’t expect that. That’s all.”

She lifts her head, and God, the look in her eyes shreds something inside me. Hope and fear and trust are all tangled up in her gorgeous blue eyes.

“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, Piper.”

Her blush deepens. “I know. But I want to.”

I flinch like the words strike me. Because I believe her. And because I don’t deserve them.

Not after everything I’ve done. Not after all the blood on my hands. Not after the men I’ve buried, the sins I carry. My soul is black and scarred, and she’s this light…this goddamn flame that I should stay the hell away from.

But she reaches out anyway, soft hands cupping my jaw, her thumbs brushing across the stubble like I’m something she wants to hold on to.

Like I’m worth something.

“Rock…” she whispers.

And that’s it.

That’s the fucking breaking point.

I crash my mouth down on hers with a growl, taking what’s already mine. Her lips open for me like a prayer, and I claim her slowly at first, then deeper, rougher. I bury my hands in her hair, pulling her to me, kissing her until we both forget how to breathe.

She moans into my mouth, a soft and helpless sound that nearly undoes me.

“Wrap your legs around me,” I mutter against her lips, and she does instinctively.

One arm under her thighs, the other braced at her back, I lift her easily, her warm body pressed against mine, her scent all over me. She smells like cinnamon and sugar and goddamn sin.

I carry her through the hallway, loving how perfectly she fits in my arms. Her legs are wrapped around my waist, arms looped around my shoulders, face buried in my neck like she can’t get close enough. The bedroom door swings open with a quiet nudge of my boot.

I walk us to the edge of the bed and ease her down slowly, watching as she reclines on the mattress, her hair fanned across my pillow like spun gold.

She looks up at me, her gorgeous blue eyes full of trust. And desire. There’s no missing the dark cloud of desire in her eyes.

“You really wanna do this, baby?” I ask, pressing a small kiss to her forehead. “There’s no rush, you know.”

She nods, reaching up to tug at my shirt. “I want this. I want you.”

The words hit me like a bullet straight to the chest. I don’t deserve her, but there’s no going back now. I’m already in too deep.

I strip my shirt off over my head, her eyes tracking the movement like she can’t look away. She sits up, tentative fingers brushing over my chest, my shoulders, the old scars and inked skin.

“God,” she whispers. “You’re beautiful.”

I huff a rough laugh and shake my head. “That’s not a word people usually use for me.”

“It’s the word I use,” she says, fingers trailing down to my belt. Her movements are slow, uncertain. “Can I…?”

I nod, covering her hands with mine. “Let me.”

I make quick work of the buckle, and she unbuttons my jeans and tugs them down along with my boxers until I’m naked in front of her.

I chuckle at the small gasp that leaves her mouth at the sight of me, rock-hard for her already.

“It’s okay, darlin’, we’ll take our time. I’ll make it so good for you, I swear.”

Then I go to her, my hands trembling slightly as I grip the hem of her shirt, lifting it over her head and tossing it aside. Her bra is simple cotton, soft and white. Nothing fancy.

And it wrecks me.

I trail my fingers down her bare arms, then reach behind her and unclip the bra with ease. She lets it fall away, chest rising and falling with every shaky breath. Her breasts are perfectly round and perky with huge, puckered nipples, begging to be sucked.

“Jesus, Piper…” I murmur, unable to look away. “You’re…perfect.”

She’s blushing, smiling shyly, her hands coming up to hide herself, but I don’t let her. I catch her wrists gently, press them to the mattress.

“Don’t hide from me,” I whisper against her lips. “Not ever.”

I kiss her again, slower this time, savoring the way she melts into me, trusting and soft and so damn responsive. Every brush of my mouth earns a sigh, every touch a gasp. Her fingers slide into my hair, tugging me closer, wordless in her need.

I kneel at the edge of the bed, kiss a path down her stomach, her thighs. She arches for me, hands buried in the sheets, body trembling beneath me.

“Rock,” she moans breathlessly “W-what are you…? Ooh, don’t stop.”

I chuckle, then swipe my tongue over her dripping folds. “Fuck, you’re so wet and delicious.”

She moans as I suck her clit into my mouth, rubbing my beard on her thighs to increase the sensations. She buries her fingers in my hair, pushing my head deeper into her. “Oh God!”

I raise my head to blink at her. “You like that?” I tease.

She nods jerkily, running her tongue over her lips in a way that sends lust shooting through my veins.

“Say it.”

“I like it.”

“What about this?” I ask, lowering my mouth to her again, sucking harder this time.

“Oh, yes!” she screams, fisting my hair in her hands.

I flick my tongue, circling around the throbbing bud, fueled by her needy pants. She whimpers and wiggles, her body writhing restlessly.

“Please,” she begs.

I slip two fingers inside her, curving them upward to her G-spot while I continue to suck her clit. She arches off the bed, her fingers leaving my hair to claw at my shoulders as her body trembles violently.

“Breathe, baby,” I whisper, kissing the inside of her upper thigh. “Relax for me.”

Her muscles tremble around me as I work her open, gently coaxing her body to accept the intrusion. I use my thumb to circle her clit, soft and slow, and it works. She starts moving with me, riding the rhythm, her moans spilling freely now.

“Rock…” she whispers, her voice breaking.

The sound of my name from her lips, soaked in pleasure, punches the air from my lungs.

“Yes, that’s it! Come for me, love,” I say against her tender pussy as a wave of pleasure racks her body.

Still fucking her with my fingers, I lean up to drag my mouth along her jaw, down her neck, over her collarbone. Her breath hitches when my mouth closes over one tight nipple, then the other. Her body arches into mine, her breath coming out in soft pants.

I keep going, adding another finger, twisting my wrist just enough to hit the spot that makes her cry out and clutch at my shoulders. Her back bows off the bed. She’s shaking now, her body working up another orgasm.

“Let go for me, Piper,” I murmur into her ear. “Come, baby. I want to feel you fall apart.”

And she does.

She comes with a broken gasp, body writhing beneath mine, thighs clenching tight around my hand. I keep touching her through it, dragging it out until she’s limp and boneless, shuddering under me.

“I need to feel you inside me,” she says, her voice urgent.

I love how eager she is for me to have me inside her, but I can’t resist teasing her.

I smirk and push my fingers into her. “Like this?”

“No, you. I need you inside,” she says, sounding more than a little frustrated.

“You need to be more specific. Do you mean my tongue?” I ask, licking and lapping at her swollen folds.

“Your cock,” she says shyly, her skin flaming pink from embarrassment.

“What my little kitty wants, she gets,” I say, chuckling. Then I spread her thighs, lining myself up between them and dipping down to press a kiss to her mouth. “I want to feel you so bad.”

“Me too,” she says quietly, her eyes boring deeply into mine.

And she doesn’t have to say any more. I nudge the tip of my cock past her entrance, slowly sliding into her. A loud groan escapes my lips as an arresting thrill zaps through my entire body and soul.

Fuck, she’s tight.

Her body stiffens, a deep grunt escaping her chest as her nails dig into the skin of my shoulder.

“I’m sorry, baby,” I mutter, kissing her forehead.

She doesn’t say anything. Instead, she raises her hips, her eyes locking on mine as she takes me in deeper.

“Fuck,” I mutter as I sink all the way into her, my cock buried deep in her heat.

Oh, this is what heaven must feel like.

If I died now, I’d have no regrets. No feeling beats being inside of her. None.

I start to move, teasing her with drawn-out, hard thrusts. Our breathing aligns as I rock her, filling her as she takes me completely.

She wraps her legs around my back, squeezing me closer with the heels of her feet.

“You’re so fucking sexy. So beautiful, my little kitty,” I mutter into her ear, kissing her jaw, her neck, all over her face. “You’re perfect, Piper.”

She moans in response.

“Your pussy is so sweet I could fuck you all night,” I say, thrusting faster and harder. Her nails claw deeper into the flesh of my back.

I slow down my pace, reaching out to trail my thumb tenderly over her cheekbone, elongating the moment.

I lower my mouth, sealing my lips over hers.

I kiss her deeply, sucking her bottom lip into my mouth and raking my teeth over it.

Then she lets go, splintering around me, squeezing her thighs against my hips until I lose control too.

I let out a bestial growl as my body shakes with the strength of my orgasm.

After, I remain buried inside of her, reveling in the sensation of her body in my arms, her presence in my life.

Something tells me, as our breathing slows down and our bodies relax, that everything has changed.

Everything is different now. It’s a new feeling, but it doesn’t take me long to figure out what it is.

It’s a no-brainer. I’m in love with Piper.