Page 19 of Her Protective Biker
I didn’t want that with Moose.
Well, not only that.
Especially not right now while I was laying on the ground with my life being threatened.
I hooked my hand around the back of his neck and pulled him down so I could meet his lips with an open mouthed, wet kiss.
Moose moaned his approval, his tongue snaking into my mouth. Despite Rust Valley being close by the rescue, we were still isolated. Trees surrounded the yard, spreading shadows that would keep the dogs cool on hot days. Today it acted as a privacy shield for Moose and I’s first time together.
Moose was hot. I’d had an instant attraction to him when I’d first seen him, staring down at Peaches. I’d wanted to get a closer look at all that ink. Feel all the strong muscle under my palms, map every scar and mark on his skin. But more than that, I was falling for him. Maybe not love, but a hell of a lot morethan a passing crush. Every new thing he revealed was better than the last. And feeling like he had my back, like no matter what life threw at me he could be the kind of partner to help solve the problems and weather the storm? It had me giddy with possibilities for the future. The long term future? Who knew, but the immediate future involved him wearing one hell of a lot less clothes.
“You gonna let me fuck you out her in the open, Doc? Let me pin you to the dirt and make you come?”
Dang.
I bit my lip and nodded.
“Let me make it a little classier for ya “ He pulled his leather jacket off – his cut – and laid it on the ground. I knew that for him to put it aside was a big deal. He made a flourishing motion with his hands and I laughed before moving to sit on the leather.
He leaned over me. I thought to kiss my neck but instead he whispered in my ear. “If you’re going to sit on my cut, I want you on it bare. I want my leather to smell like your pussy the next time I wear it.”
God, he was way too good at the dirty talk.
If any other man had said this to me, I would have been in my SUV and fleeing the scene before he even had his zipper undone. For him though, with the way his words and his hands flowed over me bringing every nerve ending to life, I slipped my thumbs into the waist band of my scrubs and pushed them over my hips.
He drank in my bare legs greedily as I unhooked the rumpled fabric from around my ankles.
When his gaze returned to my face he raised an eyebrow. He was kneeling in the grass by my feet. Heavily worn jeans pulled taut across muscular thighs and an impressive bulge.
I gave him a coy smile and repeated the motion with my underwear.
“So compliant,” he murmured, spreading himself over top of me and bringing his mouth to the sensitive skin behind my ear. His hands snaked under my top and found the paper thin fabric of my bra. He’d found my kryptonite in bed, and seemed more than happy to use it to his full enjoyment. My full enjoyment, too.
I wanted to taste and explore every inch of him but as soon as his thumbs slid over my already peaked nipples, all I could do was lay under him like a starfish and feel.
I arched into his hands, unable to stay still even under the gentlest of touches. With the way he touched me, I barely needed more to get off, but I wanted more.
I wanted all of it.
Reluctantly, I pushed his hands away, unhooking my bra and sliding it out my sleeve. He was still fully dressed. I was naked from the waist down and now free-boobing it under my scrub top. The balance didn’t feel like it was in his favor, though. His intense gaze was laser focused on getting me off and damn, that was a noble cause for my badassed biker.
With that in mind, I slid my top over my head and tossed it to the side, before laying back again. Little bits of sun managed to find my skin through the trees and the heat felt almost as good as his touch. His cut wasn’t big enough for my entire body and grass tickled at the backs of my shoulders and calves. It was a symphony of sensations and we’d barely gotten started.
“Well, well, Doc. You are full of surprises,” he said, moving so he was leaning over me, his hands on either side of my head.
“Good surprises I hope?”
His eyes ran over my naked skin and he nodded, licking his lips like a hungry wolf. “Such a good surprise, I can’t decide where to start.”
I felt like a buffet laid out before him.
I was at his mercy but only because I wanted to be there. I had caught the attention of this complicated, protective man and now he was under my spell. I was giddy with the powerful feeling of it.
After looking his fill, he leaned down, swiping his tongue over one of my hipbones, making my body shiver and my nipples pebble.
He nipped my collarbone next, then the inside of my thigh.
“Arms above your head, baby. Stay still and I promise I’ll make you scream loud enough to get the dogs barking. Again.”
