Page 20 of The Biker’s Second Chance (Chrome Creed MC #2)

NOT LIKE THIS

SPIKE

T his can't be happening.

Not like this.

Of course I've had my fantasies about taking Jayne again. About what it would be like to have her moaning my name as I slammed into her over and over again.

None of my fantasies ever included a large crowd of disgusting assholes staring down at us while we are doing it.

"I'm right here, Jaynie. Fuck everything else. All you do is focus on me. You hear me?" I whisper as I lean forward and kiss the side of her neck.

She whimpers but nods her head. I lick and suck on the exact place I know she loves. Instead of getting me excited, it's revolting. All I want to do is get up and punch every last one of these motherfuckers in their faces.

"Let's go! Show me those tits!" someone screams out from the crowd, followed by a wave of laughter.

I snap my head to the side. "Shut the fuck up." The snarl is guttural. I'm making it clear that I'm not the one to fuck with. Not right now. Not ever.

I take a breath and refocus on Jayne. "Do you know how much I've missed you, Jaynie? I've dreamed of you every night that you've been gone. I see you everywhere. I want you so bad."

Her eyelids slide down a little, but she doesn't take her eyes off me.

"So have I, Spike. I try not to, but I can't help it. It's always been you. It'll always be you." she admits, and that's all I need to get myself ready for what's going on.

All at once, it's as if the crowd falls away. The primal part of me still registers the threat, but everything else about me is focused solely on Jayne.

I slide my fingers between her legs, and it's the second time tonight I'm grateful that she is wearing this dress.

The bottom part is loose enough that I can lift it up without showing her body.

I grab hold of her panties and slowly slide them down her legs.

The roar around us gets louder, and she squeezes her eyes shut tight.

I can't let her focus on them. I quickly slam my mouth down on hers and pour every last good emotion I can dig up into the kiss.

She moans loudly and wraps her arms around my neck, her fingers going into my hair, and she pulls on the strands.

Her back arches slightly, and I use my fingers to massage and rub back and forth on her clit. I want her to be as ready for me as possible. The last thing I want to do is force myself inside of her when she's not ready.

She's not as wet as usual, but I feel her body responding to me.

I pull my face away from hers just slightly so I can whisper against her lips. "You're so gorgeous. My perfect woman. No one will ever compare to you. The way you say my name. The way you moan. All of you, absolutely perfect."

From the side of my eye I see someone getting closer. I hover over Jayne before I turn in their direction.

"If you even attempt to touch me or my woman, I'll rip your fucking heart out and shove it up your ass."

The man laughs and puts his hands up as he takes a few steps back.

Now it seems as if everyone is surrounding us. I didn't even know there were this many people at this party. We are the main attraction right now.

They want a show. One I'm not prepared to give them.

"You're all I've ever needed," Jayne says, which draws my attention back to her. "We've always been good at this. We're here together." She continues.

I lean back down to kiss her again. While I'm kissing her, I use my free hand to undo my belt and pants. I push them down just enough before I spread her legs a little more so I can fit.

She moans softly when she feels the head of my cock sliding up and down against her slit.

She gets wetter and her eyes flutter closed.

At least she's not looking at any of these other assholes. Whatever she has to do to get through this is fine with me.

I continue swiping my cock up and down against her, lubing both her and myself with her arousal.

As much as I don't want to take any pleasure in this, it feels so good.

I've denied myself for so long. Told myself I'd never slide into Jayne's sweet pussy again. Yet here I am, rock hard and fighting the urge to just slam inside of her.

"I'm here, Jaynie. Just you and me," I whisper as I press the head of my cock to her opening.

"Please, Spike. Oh God, please." she begs, and I'm hoping she's begging me to keep going and not to stop this from happening.

I groan as I slide the first few inches inside of her.

It's like coming home.

This was supposed to be soft and slow. Not anything anyone would be excited to see, but the minute I feel her tight walls clenching around me I can't hold back. I slam deep inside of her, a growl coming from deep inside of me that bursts out of my mouth.

She gasps and grabs onto my arms, her nails digging into my skin as she adjusts to my size. It's been a long time.

I reach down, grabbing the side of her face. My hand cradles her cheek and my thumb rests at her lips. When she opens her mouth and sucks my thumb in, I slam against her harder.

Instead of this being soft and sensual, it's turning out to be fast and furious. I feel her body pulsing around me, feel her giving herself over to the sensations.

I'm not sure if it's because we are just now giving in to each other, but it feels like both of us are right at the edge of what we can take before going over.

"You going to come for me, beautiful? Come all over my dick." I order her, and she whines loud. Her breathing comes in pants and she wraps her legs around my waist.

I know her body well. Lifting my hips slightly, I slide my arm under her back so she's bent just a little. I know that this position will hit all the right places inside of her.

Jayne gasps loud and her grip—on everything—squeezes so intensely I see white spots in my vision.

"Oh, fuck, Jaynie," I groan, knowing I'm only a few strokes from being done.

Thankfully, she's closer than I am.

"Yes!" she cries loudly and slams her hands down on the small bench under us.

Seeing her come apart like this skyrockets my lust for her, and I'm racing toward my own release.

"Jaynie, oh fuck, Jaynie," I groan as my thighs and lower back clench up tight.

Just a few more strokes and I'm spilling my seed deep inside of her.

A wave of satisfaction I haven't felt in a long while washes over me.

That satisfaction is short-lived. All at once, as if someone turned the volume on a TV way up, I can hear the obscene and fucked-up shit the crowd around us is yelling in our direction.

"Show's over, fuck off." I yell back as Jayne quickly does her best to get herself together.

She pulls the bottom of her dress down so all of her private areas are covered up before I kneel in front of her and fix my pants.

Jayne's hands shake as she fixes herself. When the both of us are done, I'm ready to get out of here. After this display I don't want to hear anything anyone has to say.

Jayne hurries to stay at my side, her feet skidding every few steps as I basically try to run out of the place.

"Stanley, hold on. Wait a minute." Zed rushes to catch up to me.

"No, I'm not going to wait. We did what you wanted; I'm ready to leave. It would be in your best interest if you got the fuck out of our way." Part of me wants him to try to stop me.

I know in the long run we'd lose, but at least I'd be able to shove my boot through this asshole's face.

"No, you're free to go. After a performance like that, it's clear you are here for the right reasons. I just wanted to make sure you had all the options available for your search for a third. Our main warehouse is closer to the pier. Have you made it out to the old shipyard?"

This is the information that we've been looking for. A main base for these assholes.

"No, we haven't had the pleasure." Jayne speaks up. Her voice is haughty. To anyone else, it might seem like she's just in the throes of bliss, but I know better. I don't know how she's managing to hold on to my hand. I'm sure she hates me. I hate myself for what I've done to her.

"I didn't think so. I'm sure you will be able to find something you'll like there. Most of the women there have been through extensive training. You'll find anything you are searching for there. Here, take my number. If you have any trouble getting in, just give me a call."

I pull out my phone and take Zed's number. I have no intention of actually using it, but I have to keep up appearances.

"Great, we'll be sure to give you a call. Now, if you wouldn't mind, I'd like to go home with my woman." I glare at the man, still holding on to the hope that things don't go as planned.

"Of course. Thanks for joining us today, and for the show." Zed looks down at Jayne, looking her over one long time, obviously lusting after her.

I push my way through him, dragging Jayne behind me as I make my way to the exit.

Not even the fresh air outside is enough to cool me down. I'm ready to set fire to the whole place.

Jayne nor I say anything as we speed-walk in the direction of the alley where we parked the bikes. There's nothing to say. Not after what just happened.

I don't know if there will be any way to fix this.

I skid to a stop in front of the bikes in the alleyway, and a sickening feeling washes over me.

Jayne and I are here alone.

That means Creek, Lash, and Tella are still stuck inside that mall.