Page 50 of Unexpected Love
“Yeah, I wanna ride.” If I’m going to sound like a porn star, I might as well go big or go home.
The stool screeches as he stands abruptly. My feet drop, and I’m hauled against his side and practically manhandled through the parking lot, where he grabs the helmet and plops it onto my head.
The corner of his mouth lifts in a wicked little smirk. He’s tilted my chin up and is buckling me in. Staring into my eyes like he can see into my soul. “Is this just a joy ride, Jules? Or is this a case of me taking you back to my place?”
I swallow, and the motion causes his fingers to graze my skin. Everywhere he touches me makes me melt.
I haven’t been with a man in a long time. But with Cal, I could go there again. He’s being gentle, letting me guide the direction of this situationship. And I want to feel closer to him—want to sleep with him and discover all there is to know about him.
It’s a heady feeling, this desire. I want more of it. Before I can think too long and too hard about all the reasons we shouldn’t do this, I nod.
“Can’t I choose both?”
His whole body freezes, nothing moving except his eyes that are searching mine for the truth behind my words. I slip my hand into the waistband of his jeans and tug his hips closer. Pressing into him.
The long, hard length of him against my hip is a delicious tease.
He spins, throwing a leg over his bike, and then heoffers me a hand and directs me how to mount the bike. Again, he’s patient and thorough, making sure my skirt is all tucked in so it won’t get burned or caught on the bike.
Strong, sure hands caressing my thighs as he takes care of me.
I can imagine how those traits might translate to the bedroom.
In no time at all, we are screaming down backroads. All of my senses are heightened. Trees and four-rail fencing flash by in a blur.
Between the beers, the sexual tension, and the darkness of the night, this bike ride feels more intimate. The moon is full and bright, allowing me to see the rolling fields dotted with deer. The breeze is cool on my skin. The scent of freshly cut grass lingers in the air.
I’m lost in a feeling I can’t describe, somewhere between amped up with excitement and fear but, at the same time, loose and relaxed from the alcohol. I clench my thighs tighter to him, and he grabs my hands and pulls me closer so my breasts are crushed against his back.
Between the thrill of the ride, the motion of the bike, and the feel of him between my legs, I could almost orgasm.
I splay my hands against his abs, feeling the way they ripple at my touch. A naughty thrill to try to push him to the edge of that control he keeps firmly in check rolls through me, so I explore. Over the planes of his chest, down his abs, to the crease of his hips, and in toward his inner thigh.
His hand grips mine and gives it a squeeze, but he doesn’t pull me away. Instead, he drapes his arm over my leg, his hand on the outside of my thigh, where he grips and tucks me in closer.
Encouraged—and feeling reckless—I continue, myfingertips gliding over the tight denim and an erection that can’t be comfortable.
I want to explore more.
With the flat of my palm, I stroke that bulge. His thighs tense, but the bike stays steady as he throttles up and we go faster, racing through the night.
Chapter 20
Cal
Ican’t get to the apartment fast enough.
If Jules doesn’t stop rubbing my dick, I’ll be blowing my load right in my pants.
Finally, town comes into view, and then I’m whipping us up Main Street and into the alley faster than is probably safe. Flipping the kickstand out, I hit the kill switch and turn off the gas with one hand, while tugging her leg up over mine with the other.
“Mind the pipes,” I warn as I lift her around and settle her in my lap. Her legs wrap around my waist, and my hands immediately go to her perfect ass.
“Feeling handsy on that ride?”
“Definitely.” The word is muffled by the helmet she’s pulling off. I take it and hang it off the handlebar as I dive my other hand into her hair and take her mouth.
She rocks against me, and desire explodes.Fuckgoing upstairs. I’ll take her right here on the back of my bike if she’s not careful.
