Page 43 of Rider Forbidden
“Oh he thinks you’re a bloody superhero, that’s how. He has you up on a pedestal - you can do no wrong.”
“He’s a good kid. You're a great mum, I’ve seen you with him, such a natural.”
I warm all over. “That’s actually one of the nicest things anyone could ever say to me.”
“Well I mean it, and see I told you I can be nice.”
“Yeah well, when you want to get in my knickers.”
He raises his eyebrows at me. “I thought that was a sure thing?”
I bat him on the arm and we carry on walking.
“Shall we head to the beach?”
I nod and let him lead me there. “You know, you're pretty good company when you want to be.”
He stops and turns towards me. “You make it easy for me to be good company.”
He leans forward and gives me a quick kiss on the lips. “Come on we’re nearly there.”
We reach the seafront and start walking down the promenade - it’s a beautiful night and the sun is setting - it’s perfect, romantic even. Even though romance is supposed to be out of the equation - and this, between Jack and I, can never be anything - this is probably the most romantic night of my life - how ironic.
We walk for a while - happy that I put my comfortable wedges on with my white dress, until we notice the sky going dark.
I look up. “Its gonna rain I think, how is that possible? It was so sunny a couple of minutes ago.”
I don't get a chance to speak again before a loud clap of thunder sounds overhead, so loud it makes me scream. The next minute the rain starts pouring, like a bucket is being thrown over us, it's coming down so fast. The sky suddenly lights up with the lightening. This storm is coming in fast.
I look at Jack and he’s grinning. “I fuckin’ love thunderstorms. Come on.” He grabs my hand and runs towards the beach. We run laughing as the rain starts pouring down on us. It's coming down so heavy as we run, we can hardly see in front of us.
Suddenly Jack pulls me to a stop.
“Come here . . . you're fucking gorgeous.” His mouth is on mine, never have I ever had a moment like this before. Pouring rain drenching us through to the skin, a gorgeous man with his arms around me . . . wanting me - and I want him so much. Sod the consequences right now. He’s mine for tonight. I reach up and wind my arm around his neck deepening the kiss. Our tongues meet and I almost feel like the lightning has struck me. His hands reach up to cup my face, rain dripping off us both. It feels sensual. Feelings that I thought had long been buried come rushing to the surface.
“Jack, can I ask you something?” I say breathlessly into his mouth.
A loud clap of thunder deafens out his response. He repeats “Yeah.”
“If we weren't who we are - do you think you would want more from me?”
A look crosses over his face that I can’t read. “I know I would. And believe me baby, that comes as much of a shock to me as it does to you. Monogamy isn't my style.”
His admission makes me want him more. “I want you Jack.”
“Well, what the fuck are we waiting for? Come on.”
We speed walk to the beach, watching the rain pelt down on the ocean and bounce off, the waves crescendoing higher than ever.
We walk around the cove towards a deserted area, the sea is right out, so we aren't in any danger. The rain doesn't look like its letting up any time soon. The roads have started to flood now, I’d heard about heavy rains that you can get in Spain, but I’ve never seen anything like it. Back home we don't know what a storm is compared to this.
He pulls me around and leans me against the rock. We’re secluded here and I'm not wasting any more time. I pull his wet t-shirt towards me and lift it, so he lifts his arms. I throw it on a nearby rock and look at him. He’s perfect. His body in perfect physical shape - abs so defined that he has eight, not six. I feather touch his scars, scars that make him who he is, his injuries from racing. I reach my head down and lick his peck, then move further down, licking his nipple, taking it into my mouth and lightly grazing my teeth on it.
He sucks in a breath. “Jesus Christ, Robyn”
I could worship him all day. His hand comes down to the back of my head as I go lower and lower. I reach the waistband of his jeans. I want in there now. I’ve never done it before, but I know I want to do it now.I want my mouth on him.
I start to unfasten his belt. He moves my hands away and finishes the job, his jeans now soaked through are hard to unfasten, he shoves them down to his hips. He doesn't have underwear on. His cock springs free, and it's just as magnificent as the rest of him. I lick my lips and get on my knees. My hair is clinging to my face now, I look up at him.
