Page 19 of Holly's Christmas Biker

“We’re here, Holly,” he murmurs as he lifts me from the passenger seat.

“Sorry I fell asleep,” I reply, my voice raspy like I’m coming down with a cold or something.

“It’s okay, babe,” he says as he carries me through the clubhouse then into what I’m presuming is his room. He turns and nods to the man carrying my bag. “Just set it there, Colt. Appreciate your help.”

Rebel helps me take my jacket off then goes to his dresser and pulls out a t-shirt. “Why don’t you go into the bathroom and grab a quick shower. I’ll see if I can rustle up something for you to eat.”

“I’m not really hungry, Rebel,” I tell him.

“You didn’t get much of a break tonight because of how busy it was, and you need to keep your strength up,” he rebuts.

I realize I’m not gonna win against him, especially when he uses what I secretly call his presidential voice. “Fine,” I mutter. Then guilt swamps me because I sound so grumpy, so I reach out and touch his hand. “I know you’ve gotta be tired too, Rebel, so don’t go to too much trouble.”

“You’ll never be any trouble to me, Holly. Now, go on and I’ll be back in before you know it.”

“That hit the spot,” I admit as I set my empty soup bowl on the tray he brought up. The meal was simple; grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup, but it was enough to wake me up.

“I agree,” he says as he removes the tray from the bed and puts it outside the door. “I’ll text one of the prospects to come and get it,” he tells me when I raise my brow in question. “Now, slide under those covers and let’s get some rest, pretty girl.”

All the jitters I had about what might happen come back full force. Will it happen now? Or later? Or what? My apprehension must be showing because he leans in and kisses my forehead and whispers, “We’re sleeping right now, Holly. We both need it, and I won’t have my ego crushed if you fall asleep in the middle of me making love to you.”

I can’t help the giggles that burst out with his words. “That would definitely destroy anyone’s ego, I guess, huh?”

“You bet it would,” he replies, sliding in next to me then pulling me close so my head’s on his shoulder and my arm’s across his waist. “Now, sleep, babe.”

CHAPTER

TEN

Holly

I don’t know how long I’ve been asleep, but I wake up feeling overly warm then realize there’s a heavily muscled arm across my waist cupping my breast, as well as an impressive, hard cock pressed against my ass and lower back. It’s been so long since I’ve had sex, I’m initially a little bit nervous. But then, I realize that Rebel’s been showing me since we first met what kind of man he is; honorable, trustworthy, loyal.

He’s nothing like Devin, in actions or deeds. Heck, how he took care of me last night is one of the best indicators ever. Devin would’ve pushed for sex, regardless of how exhausted I was, while Rebel not only made me something to eat, he insisted that we sleep! I shouldn’t compare and I’m not, exactly, but the differences are like apples and oranges.

Plus, there’s the fact my pappy likes him, which goes a long way for me because he never warmed up to Devin at all. Quietly sighing, I snuggle back into his arms, which tighten as though he’s afraid to let me go.

I like this, I silently muse.There’s something about waking up feeling safe and protected, that’s for sure!

“You’re thinking too hard, Holly,” he murmurs, his voice rough with sleep. “Any and everything we do together is on your timeline, not mine.”

“Um, seems to me there’s a part of you that would disagree,” I tease, turning so we’re now facing each other.

“Ignore him,” he advises, smirking at me as his rock-hard erection prods my stomach.

“What if I don’t want to?” I ask. “Rebel, I want you.”

“You sure, babe? Because once I sink my cock into your sweet body, you’re completely mine. No take backs,” he states. “I want it all with you, Holly.”

“Now it’s my turn to ask you if you’re sure,” I tell him. “I don’t take this lightly, especially since I have the girls. We’re a package deal, which I know you’re aware of, but this isn’t me just wanting to scratch an itch. It’s me telling you that regardless of any residual insecurities I might have, I want to be yours in every way possible.”

He cups my face with his hand and leans in until our foreheads touch. “There’ll be people who say all of this is too soon, but I love you, Holly.”

Heat blooms deep inside as I read the sincerity in his gaze. “I love you too, Rebel,” I murmur before touching my lips to his.

Things seem to go fast yet in slow motion after that, as he takes over the kiss, which brands my soul with the promise of forever. He’s not shy at all, and I soon find myself lying there in his arms, naked and almost delirious with desire.

As his head descends to one of my breasts to capture a nipple in his mouth, his hand kneads and plumps the other breast. I can feel my pussy slicken with the heightened passion as I moan out my pleasure at his touch. He alternates between my breasts until I’m practically writhing underneath his hands.

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