Page 11 of The Biker’s Second Chance (Chrome Creed MC #2)

CAUGHT IN THE ACT

SPIKE

Y ou’ve got to be shitting me.

I blink a few times just to make sure I’m seeing what I really am.

Is Jayne really halfway out the back window? Flailing and climbing about like a kitten.

“What the fuck?!” I shout, and she has the nerve to roll her eyes at me. Like I’m the one at fault here. I kick my bike stand down and rush around the front of the motel so I can get into the room.

Zero stands when he sees me, ready to give me his report, but his report is shit right now because I know he isn’t doing his job as well as he should be.

On the way into the room, I see what looks to be an empty cup of coffee.

That must be how she got him to let down his guard.

That charm is going to get her killed one day.

I’ll have to deal with him at a later time. Right now, I have to pull Jayne out of a small-ass window.

I slam the door open and stomp my way to the bathroom where Jayne is still hanging out, her wide hips not allowing her to just slip out.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I yell as I grab hold of her jeans and pull her backward.

“Spike, we good?” Zero calls in from the doorway.

“It’s fine. Stay out there.” I shout back.

I hear the front door close just as I get Jayne’s feet back on the floor.

“You can’t keep me hostage in here. I have to go.” Jayne narrows her gaze on me, and I bark a quick laugh.

“Are you fucking serious? You think I want to keep you hostage in here? What part of this is for your own good do you not understand? The last time I checked you were the one who came to my club looking for help. Was that all bullshit?”

She folds her hands over her chest and looks away from me, actually having the gall to look annoyed.

“No, it wasn’t bullshit, but I didn’t know asking for help would mean keeping me locked up in a room alone with someone I don’t know standing in front of my door like I’m some sort of criminal.” She snaps.

My mouth opens to retort, but I have no comeback for that. What she’s saying is true. She doesn’t know Zero like that. Maybe Leo was right.

Finally getting my wits about me, I grab her hand and pull her back to the main room.

“It shouldn’t matter who is in front of your door. I already told you that you were not to leave this room.”

“You don’t understand. I have to go.” She pulls back as if she’s going to try to go for the window again.

“What don’t I understand? Did something happen while I was away?” A million and one scenarios fly through my head. Did Xavier manage to get in contact with her? Is he threatening her?

The rage and protectiveness I feel for Jayne is unwelcome, but there’s nothing I can do about it right now.

“No, I mean not really. It’s just that one of the girls I was trying to help finally came around. She didn’t want to go before, but she called me this morning and told me she’s ready to make a run for it. She’s waiting on me to help her get out of there.”

She was going to go right back to the scene of the crime, so to speak, simply because some woman she didn’t know asked her to?

“How fucking stupid can you be?” I shout down at her.

Jayne’s head snaps in my direction, and I can read the anger clouding her features.

“Don’t you dare call me stupid. I’m doing what I know is right. I’m going to help that woman because I promised I would and because she is asking for help.”

“Right, right. Now tell me this. Did it ever dawn on you that this cry for help was just another way for Xavier to get you right back where he wanted you? You’re about to run into a fucking trap, and you’re too stuck in your superman complex to realize it.”

Jayne shoves me hard and I stumble back a step.

“Don’t you dare. I don’t have a damn complex. It’s not my fault that you’re spineless and have never helped anyone unless it meant you or your club came up.”

“Spineless?” I parrot the insult back at her.

“That’s what I said, isn’t it?” She rolls her neck and glares at me.

A deep growl rumbles in my chest. This is the Jayne I remember. The one who doesn’t hold back and will tell me exactly what she’s feeling with no regard for my feelings. She’s never been the type to hold back.

As much as I don’t want to, I’ve missed this.

“Spineless or not, I’m not going to let you run off for some mystery woman.” I shake my head and grab hold of her hand again.

“Get the hell off me. I’m not staying here.” Jayne yanks on her arm and shouts at me.

“The hell you aren’t.” I mutter over my shoulder.

“I said get off!” She yells, and this time she swings her other hand, and it connects with the side of my face.

Before long she’s swinging wildly, and I have to duck and dodge to make sure she misses her blows.

Sweat beads on my hairline as I turn and grab hold of her free arm, but that doesn’t stop the fight in her. She moves on to her legs and starts trying to kick at me.

“You motherfucker! Let me go!” Jayne screams loud, and if I didn’t already know that Zero was outside on guard, I’d be concerned that one of the other people staying at the hotel would come over to check what was going on.

“I’m not going to let you go! Stop your shit.”

Jayne gets one good knee in and just barely misses my dick. This has to stop.

I wrap my arms around her and lift her up from the ground before I drive her backward and onto the bed. I slam myself down on top of her, using my own body to stop her from getting away. Not that it stops her from fighting.

Jayne continues trying to push and kick her way out from under me. It’s not until I get her legs spread and am pressing my full weight into her that her movements slow a little. Not much, but a little.

I’m breathing heavy, and suddenly her scent hits me like a fucking freight train.

God, how long has it been since I was this close to her?

“You’ve always been such a goddamn fighter, always trying to get your way.” I grumble, my eyes scanning over her flushed face.

“That’s because my way is usually right. I’m not going to stop.” She warns me.

“I know it. You won’t stop on your own. I have to get you to stop. Making you submit was always one of my favorite things to do.”

Without any input from my brain, my hips arch upward, and my hard cock makes contact with her warm core. She gasps, and her movements become jerky as if she’s right on the edge.

“This is what you want, isn’t it, Jaynie? You want me out of my mind for you? You want to be out of your mind for me.”

She doesn’t answer, just whimpers softly as I continue to rock my hips up and down, pressing perfectly against her.

“I bet you’re soaking wet for me right now. Bet if I ripped these jeans off and slid my cock into you it’d be just like I was coming home.”

Her eyes go wide and she drops her hands down to the sheets, gripping hard enough that her knuckles turn white.

“You smell so fucking good.” I drop my head to her neck and inhale like an animal. That’s how I feel right now, like a fucking animal.

Her hips start to move now too, and I know I’m seconds away from blowing my load in my pants.

This has always been right between us. Sex was our way to fix every problem. Now that I’m looking back on it, I guess that could’ve been one of the reasons we didn’t make it.

“You know how bad I want you right now, Jaynie? How hard I am for you? Can you feel me?” I ask her as I drag the side of my face up over hers. The scruff of my beard causes her to shiver deliciously. My eyes nearly roll back in my head.

I could have her right now. Could say fuck it all and fall down this rabbit hole.

I tilt my head toward hers, our lips just a whisper away from each other.

“Spike?” She moans, and the sound of my name coming from her is like a slap in the face.

What the hell am I doing?

No, I won’t. I can’t.

I kick up from where I am, rushing toward the corner to get as far away from her as possible. I nearly made a huge mistake.

She jackknifes up in the bed, no longer fighting to get out of here but confused as to why I left her.

I shake my head and look away from her while I dig in my pocket for my phone. I dial the clubhouse and Leo picks up on the first ring.

“Yeah?”

“You were right. I can’t leave her here. I’m bringing Jayne in to stay with us. Full supervision.”

Leo grunts his approval before he hangs up. I don’t bother to look back at Jayne. I know what she’s going to say. I don’t care.

No matter how uncomfortable I’m going to be having her in my space, the only way to ensure nothing happens to her, even by her own doing, is if she’s with me.