Page 49 of Stealing the Biker

“I want you to be sure, Kiesha. That being with me. Going through with this plan is what you want.”

I surrender my innocence and my heart in this beautiful war that’s waging between us. “You’re all I want,” I assure him. “All I need. I want to be with you.”

With my words, he returns his lavish affection, touching and tasting me in places no one has ever dared. My heart beats wildly against my chest like the wings of a hummingbird as his rough hands roam over my body. Artfully, like my body is his canvas, and he’s painting a masterpiece. Capturing one of my nipples with his mouth, he takes me higher.

“Kiesha,” he murmurs against the taut yet sensitive skin, his voice husky with his desire. “You have no idea how much I want you.”

I scratch my nails down the expanse of his muscular back. “I think I do.” I give his backside a gentle squeeze, becoming less shy with every passing second.

“I need inside you,” he whispers into the crook of my neck, the vibration of his voice sending me into a maddening spiral of pleasure. “Fuck, I want to feel you, baby.”

He thrust a finger into the heart of my fire, the first to ever do so. I let out a surprised cry at the welcomed intrusion.

“Tight. Wet. Fucking beautiful.” He sears me with the intensity of his gaze as he watches the waves of pleasure roll over me as I pant beneath him.

“You should know,” I whisper, pressing my fingers to his lips to get his attention. “I’ve never…you’re the first.”

“I promise I’m going to make it good for you, but it will hurt.”

“I know, but with you, I know it will be a beautiful ache.”

His lips tip into a goofy yet sexy smirk. “Everything with you is beautiful, gorgeous.” He kisses me and the warming sensation building in my lower bellow intensifies into a raging inferno.

Jimmy takes his time making sure I know with every lingering touch he’s utterly and completely devoted to me. We have the whole awkward are you on the pill and condom conversation. He fumbles with the condom between my giggles. “You ready?” He looms over my body, the tip of his cock pressed at my slick entrance. “I’ll go slow.” He sweeps my hair from my face, his lips brush against mine and he pushes forward, inch by painful inch.

Tears burn at the creases of my eyes.

“Are you okay?”

I bite my lip and nod. If this were with anyone else, I’d be embarrassed by crying, but not with him. With Jimmy I’m safe. The heat of his body presses into mine as he begins to move. It’s uncomfortable at first. The full sensation throbbing between my legs, but the more he moves his hips the better it gets, and I relax.

Tonight started as one of the worst and strangest nights of my life, but has evolved into a dream come true. Nothing or no one will come between us.

Jimmy is mine.

I don’t care what claim Sabrina thinks she has on him.

She might have been his first, but tonight he’s all mine.

Hips rubbing against mine, he proves it with each thrust that moves in time with the beat of my heart. His lips glide along my jaw and his hand are everywhere as are mine. We explore one another and getting lost in the moment. Lost in each other.

I never want this night to end. Tangled sheets and limbs, mingled breaths, we roll from missionary position to my being on top. I cover my chest, not knowing where to put my hands.

“Don’t be shy, brat. I want to look at you.” Gently, he tugs on my wrists, lips twitching into an amused smile. “Never hide from me. Not from anyone. You’re beautiful, but especially in here.” He taps his finger over my heart.

My face reddens and I’m grateful he can’t see me blushing in the dark. “You’re embarrassing me.”

“Only stating facts.” His gaze lingers on my lips, then lowers to my breasts as he scoots up and back against the headboard, still inside me. “That’s better,” he mutters, reclaiming my lips and guiding my hips. I grind against him as he kisses me soft and sweet, teasing either of my nipples between his rough fingers. My breathing grows erratic and that inferno in my belly explodes.

“Even prettier when you come.”

I’m breathless and completely spent, but Jimmy isn’t through proving how deep his love runs.

He’s got me laid back, leg spread, kissing my most intimate spots. Said he needs to taste me. I grip the sheets between my fingers as he licks, kisses, and tastes. If tomorrow never comes, I’d happily die in this position. He continues to work his magic as I come completely undone.

I’m hot, sticky, and wet. Fevered by his every kiss. Stars dance behind my eyes and I’m sure I’m going to combust into nothingness.

Chapter Seventeen

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