Hold Me Close (Devil's Chariots Motorcycle Club Book 1) (11 page)

A brief thought that those sweet lips had once screamed his best friend’s name passed through his mind. For just a moment he paused with regret. He wasn’t certain this was the right thing to do.

Bethany had other plans. The moment he stopped she took over. It only took her a minute to have the buttons undone and the blouse off. She then began to pull his t-shirt over his head.

She’d been fantasizing about seeing his body quite a bit and she wasn’t going to wait any longer. It was easy to see that he was nervous and she recognized the shadows that had filled his eyes. She had those same thoughts. But she’d decided to push them to the back of her mind and she was going to make sure he did the same.

His doubts began to fade as she ran her fingertips along the tattoo on his chest. The soft feel of her skin against his only enhanced his desire for her, both physically and emotionally.

His hands slipped behind her back to find the clasp of her bra. He heard her gasp as he began to take it off. She wanted him as much as he wanted her and that was both surprising and scary to him.

Bethany was getting impatient. How fucking long did it take to remove a bra? She could do it faster, but she didn’t want to insult him by taking over yet again. She knew she needed patience, but there was none to be found.

He couldn’t quite get the last clasp undone. It was frustrating him that suddenly he seemed to not remember how to get a woman naked when he needed it the most. There was no woman on the planet he wanted naked more than this one.

She gave up. Reaching behind herself, she unfastened the bra and pulled it off. Her hands then made their way to the buckle of his belt and began to unfasten. She wasn’t waiting and Johnny liked it.

“God.” She half moaned, half whimpered when his hands grabbed her breasts. “Oh God,” she cried as he began to rub and squeeze them in his hands.

Bethany wasn’t sure how long she could make it without taking this further. It had been a long time and there was something about Johnny that sent her hormones into overdrive. She was going crazy as he touched her. She wanted him to be more aggressive. Her body needed him to move harder and faster.

He sucked in his breath when she began to wriggle her hips on his lap. His cock was stiff already and she was making it ache beyond any words. He was trying to take his time and make this perfect, but she seemed to be against that idea. That was fine. He could go at her pace.

Johnny lowered his mouth to her nipple and began to suck on it gently. Within moments he was sucking harder and twisting it around with his tongue and teeth. As he nipped at it, he grabbed the other between his fingertips and began to squeeze and pull it.

Bethany cried out in pleasure and that provoked him to go just a little further. His moved his lips from one breast to the other and tugged aggressively at the nipple. His hands slid around her body and up under the hemline of her skirt.

Nibbling on her and watching her writhe against him, he took both hands and squeezed the cheeks of her ass, pushing her crotch against his.

“Oh fuck!” she yelled out as he pressed fingertips into her flesh and squeezed while shifting her back and forth against his lap.

Johnny moaned against her nipple and she yelped in delight at the feeling against her skin. Her clit was rubbing hard and fast against his cock through the clothes that covered both. She didn’t seem to mind as she moaned and pushed herself harder against him.

Bethany was in a sweet and delectable combination of heaven and hell. The feeling of him hard and throbbing against her felt so absolutely wonderful. Yet the urge to have him inside of her was making it damn near painful. She loved it and she hated it all at the same time.

She gasped and whimpered when he pulled his mouth away from her chest. She didn’t want him to stop. She needed more. She had to have more.

Before she had a chance to complain, he lifted her off of him by her waist. In what couldn’t have been more than a couple of seconds he had her lying on the couch on her back and he was over her.

The anticipation of what was coming was almost as exciting as the experience itself. Bethany lied still on the sofa, topless and panting from the excitement making its way in her body.

“Fuck, I want you.” It wasn’t sappy. It wasn’t romantic. But Johnny’s words sent electricity through her body. He was the polar opposite of Dan and yet the same. And much like his friend, he had the power to spark her desires with nothing more than a look.

She reached her hand down and pulled the skirt off, slithering out of it from her position. She followed it by slipping down the panties that she was wearing and tossing them across the room. She watched his breath catch in his chest and his eyes sparkle with pure and unadulterated longing.

“Then come and get me,” she teased, and smiled at him while running her hands along her body.

That was all he needed. “I think I will,” he said sternly.

There was no warning. No idea what was about to happen. One second he was responding, the next her legs were around his neck and his tongue was running along her clit.

“Oh heaven help me,” she moaned as Johnny licked, sucked, and nibbled at the most sensitive spot on her body.

He watched her body writhe while he used his mouth to drive her as crazy as he was beginning to feel. Knowing that he was the one bringing her pleasure was all it took to turn him on. Every moan and sigh that escaped her lips pushed his desires even further.

He felt her body tense up beneath his hands and mouth and he smiled.

Just as she was about to release the built up frustration, he stopped. Bethany was going wild. The peak. She was at the peak and he stopped.

She wasn’t the type to beg, but she couldn’t help herself. “Oh god. Please. Please don’t stop. Not now. Please…” She cried out.

He didn’t answer. He just moved upwards and began to nibble at her neck. She moaned and wrapped her legs around his waist and dug her heels into his ass, pushing him forward. Bethany was determined that this man was going to take a hint.

Johnny not only picked up on the hint, he followed through. He pressed his groin against her and she could feel his erection. Her hand moved down and released him from the confinement of his jeans, bringing a moan from his lips that pleased her.

As much as he wanted to drag it out and drive her wild, he couldn’t. His body wasn’t going to let him. The need for her was too strong.

Kissing the nape of her neck, Johnny slid his cock inside of her as she gasped and cried out for him. The words he wanted most to hear pushed him further and gave him the confidence he needed in that moment. Thrusting in and out of Bethany, he took her nipples into his mouth again.

“Yes! Oh God, yes!” Bethany screamed as teeth tugged at her nipple. When she felt a hand slip between her legs and a finger flick against her clit she was certain she would lose all control.

She felt whole for the moment. Complete. Not just sexually. In every area of life she felt like everything was right. There was something about Johnny that was the other half of her. The part of her that made some sense in the world. And in that moment, as he was thrusting into her and teasing her body with his tongue and fingers, she couldn’t imagine anywhere else she’d rather be.

He knew he wasn’t going to make it long. The feel of her around him was more than he could withstand. Every inch of him wanted to explode with a satisfaction he’d never felt in his life. But he was trying. He was giving his all hoping that he could hold off so that she could be pleased first.

Every tug of her nipple or flick against her clit would make her tense her body. He knew she was damned near close, but he couldn’t seem to send her over the final edge. He knew he was going to have to find a way soon, or he was going first.

He had stopped her before and now it just wouldn’t happen. He was doing everything right and she wanted it so badly that she could taste it. But her body was denying her the final release that she craved.

“Baby, yes…” she moaned against his ear as he thrust into her again.

Bethany was certain that she’d never feel relief when Johnny slid up and placed his mouth to her ear.

“Come on baby, let me watch you scream.” His voice was sultry. Sexy. “Give me want I want most. To know I satisfied you.” He continued to whisper against her ear. “Watching you turns me on.” He flicked her clit with the words.

In a split second she felt every piece of her body tighten in preparation. “God. Yes. God!” She cried out.

“Come on baby,” he begged, and continued to tug and tease at her clit while thrusting his body into her. “You feel so fucking good.”

Screaming his name and a number of expletives, Bethany’s body gave way to an orgasm unlike any she’d ever known. Following almost immediately was Johnny’s release to his outcry of love for the woman beneath him.

Neither thought of continuing. Both were spent from exhaustion and satisfied beyond imagination. Instead he collapsed onto her and they lied together, breathless, and waited to regain the strength to talk.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

She wasn't sure what to think when she woke up. Johnny was snuggled up against her. Memories from the night before were flashing through her mind. Thoughts. Emotions. Desires.

None of them were regret. She didn't feel a single bit of remorse for the decision. Which struck her as odd. He'd just been with Liza the night before. And she didn't regret letting him have her.

Even though her feelings were stronger and different than his. To him she was likely just another fling. Another moment in bed with another chick. She was probably just another notch on his proverbial bedpost. Since he didn't have a real one and all.

Which reminded her of the inevitable. He was going to leave. Eventually he'd meet back up with the club. Eventually he'd be gone. And she'd be left to carry on without him.

That brought the regret.

***

He felt her move. He wondered how she felt. Johnny had spent hours watching her sleep. She'd drifted off so peacefully. In those moments before dawn he'd seen everything he imagined Dan had seen.

Beauty. Innocence. Love. He wanted it all. But how do you tell someone that? Especially when you've never really even dated. Hell, the one date they'd had he had made sure to inform her was not an actual date.

She still smelled amazing. The sound of her breathing comforted him. He didn't want to move. But fuck, he was hungry. And he could hear his phone. Probably the guys. But he didn't want to have to answer their questions.

***

He was ignoring the phone. Probably one of his whores. He likely had a bunch of them. She heard him breathing differently. That meant he was awake.

Chances are he regretted the whole night. Wished he could take it back.

Bethany was afraid to turn around and face him. What if she didn't see the look she wanted to see on his face? Could she handle it?

So she sighed and leaned back into him and closed her eyes. If she didn't move, the moment wouldn't go away.

***

She slid against him and he thought he was going to die. Why did she have to do that? All he wanted was to lie there with her.

At least that'd been all he wanted before that moment. Now he wanted more. A lot more.

He leaned his mouth down to the side of her neck and began to kiss and nibble softly.

“Nothing like turning me on before I'm really awake,” he whispered.

That was all it took. She flipped around and began to kiss him. He felt her hands run through his hair. He saw the grin on her face as she climbed on him.

Bethany leaned down to kiss him and he kissed her back. Before long he felt her slide over his shaft and slip it inside of her. “
Mmm
,” he moaned.