Greatest MC Romance Box Set

by Blair Grey

  But if I gave in, then it would be me who was hurting in the end. There was just no good way this would turn out. But there was what we could have right now. And that would have to be enough.

  I was a tough man. My heart could take it when she told me she’d made a terrible mistake by being with me. She was weak and needed a strong man to take care of her. Just for a while, but she needed me to be that man for her right now.

  “Tell you what, baby. I’ll be whatever you need me to be for you. If you need a friend, I’ll be that for you. If you need a protector, I’ll be that for you.”

  Her fingers on my lips made my cock stir as she asked, “And if I need a lover? Will you be that for me too? Or will you refuse me because I refused you when we were younger?”

  My heart feels as if it’s breaking already. This is going to be bad.

  Chapter Ten

  Avia

  Rough hands slid down up arms as Lyle slipped my shirt off. My body rippled with a firestorm that brewed just beneath my flesh. I needed to burn for a while. I needed something to help rid me of the aching guilt that plagued me.

  “Make me forget everything, Lyle. Take me out of my mind for as long as you can,” I whispered in his ear.

  His hands moved over my shoulder, then down to the middle of my back where he unhooked my bra. “I’ll take you someplace far away. Close your eyes and let me lead you to a place where nothing bad can ever happen and all there is, is pleasure.”

  I needed to go to the haven he spoke about. “Yes, Lyle. Take me far away.”

  Intoxicated by his touch, I closed my eyes and thought of nothing other than how it felt as he touched my skin. Pulling my bra away to bare my breasts, his soft lips grazed one of them as his hand gently squeezed the other.

  Arching my back, I gave him all the access he needed. “I want to feel your lips all over my entire body.”

  Pushing me to lie back down on the sofa, his hands slid down my waist, then he took my jeans and panties off, leaving me naked. Yet he still wore all of his clothes.

  With one swift motion, he pulled his t-shirt off over his head then dropped his jeans as he stepped out of his boots. Standing in front of me with an erection of immense size, he smiled at me. “Remember the jab you made back in the day about my dick being small?”

  “Sort of.” I couldn’t clearly remember all the things I’d said to him when we were in high school and he’d made it his mission in life to antagonize me.

  He made a scissor-like motion with two fingers as he said, “Snip, snip, Pee Wee. Don’t fuck with me or you’ll lose your manhood. The little that you have.” His dark brows raised in question. “Remember saying that to me?”

  Smiling, it dawned on me that he must’ve really thought a lot about me to have been able to recall the exact wording of something I’d said fifteen years before. “Wow, Lyle.”

  He nodded. “I’ve got a memory like a steel trap, Avia.”

  “And what you’ve trapped in there is astonishing. You know I was just being a bitch when I told you that, right?” I hadn’t really thought he had a little dick. “It was just the opposite that I thought. I actually thought you were such a huge dick because you had a huge dick.” Laughing, I wiggled my finger at him. Now, come here and show me what you can do with that nice piece of equipment you’ve got there.”

  “I’ll show you what I can do, baby. Hope you’re ready to walk wrong for a week,” he said with a grin as he stepped toward me, then picked me up.

  Holding onto his shoulders, I smirked at him. “That’s a lot of bravado. I hope you can actually follow up on that.”

  Sitting down, he sat me on his lap, facing him, sliding my hot, slick cunt all the way down his thick, long shaft. My nails bit into the flesh of his shoulders as the pain of my tunnel spreading to accommodate all that cock burned like hell.

  My expression must have been a sight to see as his grin went wide. “By the look on your face, you’ve already found out that I’m not just talking shit.”

  Gulping to try to steady my voice, I said, “You have made my body stretch in ways it has never done before, I will give you that.”

  Lifting me slowly, he slid me back down his cock. “That’s a little better, isn’t it? You’ve stretched out nicely for me. Way to go.”

  “I try.” My heart felt lighter than it had in years. “This is nice. It feels like old times. Of course, trading jabs with you back then was a bit of a turn-off, but I quite like it now.”

  “I was always just fucking around with you. But you seemed to take it to heart back then. When I told you that you stunk, I meant that you smelled amazing and wonderful.” He moved me up and down again, so slowly that it made me ache for more.

  “I knew I didn’t stink. You were just a jackass. I suppose you finally learned how to talk to girls if you really wanted to have sex with them.”

  “You would think so. But things don’t always come out of my mouth right. I’ve run off all the women I’ve scored with. But you know me – you really know me.” He leaned in to kiss a line up my neck as he moved me a bit faster.

  Moaning with the intensity that bubbled inside of me, I whispered, “I knew your father was a bigger jackass than you were. I knew you talked the way you did and acted the way you did because of him. But I never excused you for it.”

  “No, you did not.” Biting my earlobe, he said, “That spark you had lit me up. You were a firecracker back then. I want to see that come out in you again. I want to hear your smart mouth again. I want to see the fire in your eyes again. I want to bring you back to the woman you once were.”

  “Before he took me down,” I murmured.

  “Forget all that. Forget about him and everything he ever did to you. Make it all go away. Let it fade into nothingness.” He got up, never breaking our connection, and put my back on the floor as he moved faster, thrusting into me deep and steady. “Look at me. See me. I want you to know that I might’ve been a jerk to you, but I was crazy about you. I wanted you so fucking bad but had no idea how to make you see that.”

  “I knew that you wanted to fuck me, Lyle. That was obvious.” Running my hands along his bearded cheeks, I sighed. “I wasn’t ready for you back then. I was a virgin with the idea in my head that sex led to having babies that the father wanted nothing to do with. You can thank my absentee father for that.”

  “Seems our fathers fucked us over pretty good. If I ever have a kid. And I’m not saying that I will. But if I do, I will try my damnedest not to fuck the poor thing up.”

  Looking up into his gorgeous blue eyes, I knew any kids we had would be adorable. But I wasn’t about to have kids. “You know, I used to think that I would be an awesome mother. But now?” I shook my head. “I know that I’m not fit to have a pet much less a kid.”

  “Bad decisions can make you feel that way. But I have faith that you’ll get back to the person you were both that man tried to destroy you. That woman will be great at anything she does.” He kissed me softly.

  But the soft kiss made me want more. I hung onto the back of his neck, pulling him to me, pushing my tongue through his lips, making him kiss me hard.

  An unforgiving tongue pushed mine around until I gave into what he demanded from me – absolute submission. My body yielded to his in every way. He moved, I moved too. He moaned, I did too. I gave him everything he wanted but then he wanted even more.

  One hard climax after another had me gasping for air. He wouldn’t let up on me though. He kept thrusting and moving me in ways that had his big cock going deeper into me. “One more time, baby. Just one more and I swear I’ll come with you this time. Give me all you’ve got to give. Let it all out. I want it all.”

  My body nearly spent; I raked my nails across his back as I pulled my knees up as high as I could. “I’ll give it all to you.”

  Grinding into my hard and needing, he clenched his jaw as he hammered me with such intensity that I couldn’t even breathe. “Yes! Yes! Baby, give it to me now. I want it right now!�
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  My body bucked and bucked as the orgasm came in waves. One after another, after another, as his cock jerked hard inside of me, filling me with liquid heat. “Yes! Oh, God, yes!” I’d never been so completely fulfilled in my life.

  There was absolutely nothing left in me to give the man. I’d given him all I had. And I had the feeling he’d done the same for me.

  His body fell on top of mine in a heavy heap. I ran my hands back and forth on his back, loving the way he felt as he lay on top of me.

  We fit together in a way that I’d never fit anyone before. It was amazing and I found myself feeling sad that I’d blown him off when we could’ve found this a long, long time ago.

  Rolling off of me, he huffed, “That was amazing.”

  Rolling onto my side, I leaned up on my elbow and rested my head on my hand as I stroked his semi-hairy chest with my fingertips. “Yes, it was. And I’m so sorry.”

  His eyes flew open and he grabbed my wrist. “What the hell are you sorry for?”

  “For not doing this when you first wanted to. We’ve missed out on a lot of years of bliss.” I leaned down to kiss his plump lips because I couldn’t resist them. “So much wasted time.”

  Pulling me down to lie on his chest, he scratched my back. “Nah. I wasn’t this good back then. This is the right time for us. At least, that’s what I’m hoping for.”

  “If you say so.” There was a definite connection that I could actually feel with him now. “Lyle, what if things happen that make it so I can’t stay in Baltimore? You know what I mean. Like, if things turn out that I’ve got to play dead or something like that? What then? I mean, what will that mean for us? You and me? This?”

  His silence told me how unsure he was about that. But then he finally said, “I’ll stay with you. Whatever happens, I’ll stay with you.”

  Raising up off his chest, I looked into his eyes. “That’s a pretty big commitment, Lyle Franklin. Are you sure you mean those words?”

  “Well, right now, I do mean them.” He took a lock of my hair, twirling it in his thick fingers. “I can’t tell you what the future holds. But I can tell you that as long as you want me in your life, I’ll be there. I’ve wanted you for a very long time. It’s you who hasn’t wanted me.”

  I’d made a real mess of my life so far. It might not have been a bad decision to be with Lyle if I would’ve made it back then. “Well, I do want you now. And I didn’t come to you for this either. This was an unexpected thing.”

  One brow shot up. “You didn’t think you’d be attracted to me?”

  “And that surprises you?” I laughed then laid my head back on his chest. “I sort of hated you back in high school, Lyle. I had no idea that you were flirting instead of just being mean to me.”

  “Yeah, I can see that.” He kissed the top of my head. “And just to give you a heads-up, I’m still not real good at communicating how I feel. That’s why I need you to get back to the spitfire you were. You’ll have to let me know when my communication skills are failing me.”

  Speaking up to Jerome was a bad thing. But I wasn’t with that man anymore. I’d had no intention of falling for anyone else either. At least not for quite some time.

  I had been willing to have sex with Lyle to get him to help me. But I honestly never expected to like it or get as much out of it as I had.

  “Life’s crazy,” I mumbled as my eyes began to feel heavy.

  “I agree,” he said as he scratched my back. “But you’ve got me now and I’ve got lots of men on my side to bring things back to some sort of normal for you.”

  “Should I feel bad that I’m feeling happy right now and I killed a man not that long ago?” I thought something might be wrong with me. “Should I get some type of mental help?”

  “Sure, why not?” he asked with a light chuckle.

  Smacking him on the side, I laughed too. “I don’t know what made me ask you a thing like that. Of course, you’d say I needed mental help.”

  “That’s right.” He kissed the top of my head again. “Go to sleep. God only knows what’s ahead of us. We’ve left fate in the hands of the Irish mob after all. Only God knows what Lucius McGinty will have us do.”

  “The main thing is that Jerome’s body has been dealt with and that my cousin’s house is back in order with no evidence of what happened.” I had horrible thoughts about the cops or Jerome’s mafia buddies stumbling upon something that would implicate me in the murder.

  “That place is cleaner than when you got there, I would suppose. And as far as the body goes – no need to worry at all. We’ve dealt with this sort of thing a hell of a lot. We’ve got men who are pros with things like this. You did come to the right men, Avia.”

  “In more ways than one.” I kissed his chest as I began to drift off.

  No more worries. That’ll be nice.

  Even if I had to disappear, Lyle would be with me. Not being alone made me feel better about things. As long as I wasn’t all alone, things would be okay. I could make it through whatever life handed me, as long as I wasn’t alone.

  Losing my mother had left a hole in my life that hadn’t been filled. I’d been sure it would never be filled. But with Lyle, I had the idea that he might be able to fill it. At least somewhat.

  Lyle had my back in a way that no one ever had. And now it seemed he had my heart too.

  I just hope he understands how fragile it is.

  Chapter Eleven

  Lyle

  Walking down the crowded high school hallway, I spotted Avia’s dark hair amongst the students in front of me. Bobbing from side to side, her ponytail showed the happy way she must’ve felt.

  Coming up behind her, I tugged the long ponytail hard enough to make her take a step backward. “Ow!” Spinning around to face me, steam came from her ears as her mouth contorted into a growl. “Damn you, Lyle Franklin! Leave. Me. Alone.”

  “Okay, Yosemite Sam.” I put my hand over one of her ears that had turned red. “I think you’ve got a fire inside your head, girl. Steam’s coming out of your ears.”

  Smacking my hand away, she gritted her teeth. “Stop it!”

  The girl she’d been walking with snickered as she walked away. “You guys are crazy.”

  “He is,” Avia snapped. “Not me. Wait up, Sabrina. Don’t leave me alone with him!”

  Slipping my finger through a belt loop on the back of her blue jeans, I kept her right beside me. “You ain’t goin’ nowhere. I’m walkin’ you to class.”

  “The hell you are!” Her arms were full of books, so even as she twisted her body to try to get me to let go of her, she couldn’t use her hands at all.

  “Ha! You can’t get away from me.” Pulling her close to my side, I whispered in her ear, “Stop fighting it already. It’s making you look stupid.”

  “I don’t look stupid.” Her green eyes rolled. “You do.”

  “To anyone who’s looking at us, we seem to be heading to our next class. Mine’s English, so I’m not even trying to hurry to that boring class. And yours is Home Economics – which will hopefully teach you how to take care of your man one day. You know, cook, clean, the works. My favorite meal is lasagna with meat sauce, heavy on the meat, just so you know.”

  “I don’t care what you like to eat, Lyle Franklin. And I think it’s pretty stalkerish of you to know what class I have next.” She took one quick step to try to get away from me, but it only tripped her up as my finger stayed in her belt loop. “Shit!”

  “Have a nice trip?” I laughed at my joke. “Seriously, stop trying to get away. I’m not letting you go until we get to your class. And it’s not stalkerish of me to know what classes you have. It’s called paying attention. You should try it sometime.”

  With a flip of her ponytail, a peach scent floated past my nose. “And you should try hitting on some girl who actually wants you to. This one doesn’t want your attention at all.”

  “What is that? Peaches?” I sniffed the top of her head. “Yuck. Gross. What did yo
u do, smash peaches into your head and think that would clean your hair? You’re a real sicko, Avia.” I took another sniff as it was one of the most intoxicating things I’d ever smelled.

  “Well, stop sniffing my head if you hate it so much,” she quipped. “I didn’t ask you to take a big old sniff of me anyway.”

  “Why do you always stink?” I took one more whiff of her as we got to the door to her classroom. “You should use regular soap and not all that frilly shit.”

  “You want to know what you should use, Lyle Franklin?” She took another giant step to try to get away from me. But she had no idea I’d already detached my finger from her belt loop. She went flying into the room and ran right into the teacher’s desk, dumping her armload of books on top of it.

  “What the heck are you doing, Miss Forester?” the teacher shouted at her. “Please, be more careful. Think of others for goodness sakes.”

  “But I,” Avia stammered as she glared at me. “It’s all his fault.” She gathered her books then stalked away to take a seat.

  The teacher gave me a go to hell look. “Don’t you have a class you need to get to, Mr. Franklin?”

  “Sure.” Leaning against the doorframe, I waited until Avia sat down, then waved at her. “See you after class, sweetie.”

  Her face turned beet red as she screamed, “Die!”

  To which the teacher was quick to scold her, “Avia Forester! What has gotten into you? Calm down right now.”

  Laughing, I said, “It’s not her fault, Miss Smith. I make her all hot and bothered.” And then I turned and left.

  Rolling over, I woke to find we’d fallen asleep on the floor. Not a comfortable situation at all, I got up, stretching and yawning as I looked for the door to the bedroom that had to be in the apartment.

  Although it was still dark, I could make out the outline of a door and went to check it out. Finding the bedroom, I went inside and pulled the blanket down.

  Heading back to the living room, I scooped Avia up then carried her to the bed. She didn’t stir even a little as I laid her back day. I’d worn her completely out. A smile a pride on my lips, I went to the bathroom then got into the bed to cuddle up with her.