Rider Forbidden: An Enemies to Lovers Romance (Badger's Mount Book 1)

by Izzy Williams

  “I had him followed not her.” Even he sounds ashamed of that.

  “Sometimes I feel like I don’t even know you. She came back here to give Eli a family, after her being on her own all this time, and this is what you do when she finds someone that makes her happy. You’re fixing this.”

  He looks at me. “But him Robyn? Really? Is he honestly what you want . . . for you . . . for Eli?”

  “Dad if you’d spent any time with us, you would see how he was with Eli, and me, he treats us like we're the most important and interesting things he’s ever come across. And his family, god they treated us like we’d been in their lives forever.”

  “His family? What family? They’re not his parents, he doesn’t even know who his parents are.”

  “How dare you look down at people like this! I mean it, dad. You don’t sort this out we’re done. I don’t know if we'll ever get past this. You’re not a nice person.”

  I turn to mum, “Don’t worry mum, I’ll never stop you from spending time with your grandson, but I don’t want him being around dad.”

  “You can't mean that.” Dad whispers

  “I’m sorry dad, I do. Until I feel like you’re a good role model to be around, you’re not being around him. Bye mum. And dad - if you have a decent bone in your body you will sort this - apparently Jack isn’t doing too well at the moment, he won't win tomorrow if his head isn’t in the right place. Denny said that Jack feels that he has to go through with your ultimatum because he doesn’t want to let his team down - but he’s lost already - unless you go to him in the morning and sort it out.”

  I turn and leave, I’ve said my piece.

  I make my way home to relieve Denny of his babysitting duties, knowing I won't sleep a wink all night with five hundred emotions rushing through my brain.

  Chapter 23

  Robyn

  Eli comes rushing in and jumps on my bed. “Mummy, mummy, its race day! Hooray!”

  I groan and roll over, cuddling into Eli, it's our morning ritual. I look over at the clock, five-thirty in the morning, that’s even earlier than usual. It's going to be a long day before this race, I have a feeling Eli is going to ask every two minutes if it’s time to go.

  “Is it time to go soon, mummy?”

  I groan inwardly. I hate it when I'm right.

  “No sweetie, we have breakfast, then we’ll do something this morning, then lunch, then we go to the track - so not for a while yet, but don't worry, we won't miss it.”

  He looks disappointed. “That’s ages away.”

  “It'll soon come. Let's watch a few episodes of Fireman Sam in bed before we get up, we'll have a cuddle, does that sound good?”

  “Fireman Sam? In bed . . . before breakfast?”

  I nod, I never suggest that, but I was right about getting no sleep, I tossed and turned all night, so many thoughts going through my head.

  “Hooray! Best day ever!”

  I hope he’s right.

  We watch a couple of episodes then eat breakfast - we’re ready to face the day . . . whatever that may hold. If dad comes through and speaks to Jack, does that mean that Jack and I, that we maybe could be together? Give us a go, out in the open, no secrets? It seems like a pipe dream and it doesn't take back all the mean things Jack said to me. Oh, I don't know. Could he have said all those things so I wouldn't try to talk him out of it, or is that wishful thinking? If he can be so nasty - even acting - do I want the possibility that he could be like that with me again? He was so jealous last week, part of me, the part that we're not supposed to admit to, liked it, and part of me is enraged by it. I don't even know what I'm feeling.

  At nine we get visitors. Mum and dad. I don't say anything I let them in and Eli goes running to them.

  “Grandad, are you coming to the race today?” Eli knows dad is involved somehow, he just doesn't understand how.

  Dad nods. “Yes, but I need to go down to the track this morning.” He looks at me pointedly.

  Mum says to Eli “What’s say you and I go to the park this morning while Mummy and Grandad sort something out at the track?”

  I look at dad. “Dad?”

  “Come on, we have someplace to be, don't we?”

  Relief floods me that he’s going to do the right thing, albeit under duress, but at least he’s doing it.

  I grab my bag. “You be good for Nana OK?” I look at mum, “You'll lock up mum?”

  “I will.” She leans into me “Go get your man.”

  Excitement floods my body when she says that, at the possibility that I might actually be able to be with Jack again.

  I get in dad’s car and we make the journey in a quiet and awkward silence.

  “I'm sorry Robyn. I can't seem to help it where you're concerned. But I love you so much, I just can't seem to let go.”

  “You have to, I'm twenty-four, a mother. You have to let that sink in or you're going to lose me.”

  He sighs. “I know, and I know I have some making up to do, especially with the way I treated Jack.”

  I close my eyes, maybe he won't want anything to do with me after being faced with my dad. Great.

  I get out of the car once dad has parked up and practically drag him to the pit where I presume Jack will be. People are buzzing around everywhere, so much busier than normal. Things have been set up to accommodate thousands of spectators, the competitors, their teams and their families. I’ve never seen it buzzing like this - it makes me want to stop and take it all in - but I need to get to Jack.

  When we're nearing the pit, we see all the team stood around Jack. He’s saying something animatedly, I slow down as I hear him shout, “I do want her Denny, but I can't do it, I can't do it to you guys!”

  My breath catches in my throat.

  I hear Harry say “If you pick us . . . this, over love then you'll never be happy, son. I know you don't want to let the team down, but we don't want you to do this. If he pulls his money, then so be it.”

  Dad speaks up - no one has seen us there. “I won't pull my money.”

  Everyone spins around, Denny sees me and grins so big it looks like his face will split. Probably relief.

  Dad steps forward, everyone looking at him like he’s an evil crime-lord from a Marvel movie. “I have some explaining to do. Most of my explaining will be done to Jack in private after today, but for now, I want to apologise. I should never have given you this ultimatum, I should never have got involved in Robyn's life. I'm sorry. You can do what you want with your personal life, I'm going on record here and now to say it’s none of my business.”

  Jack looks so stressed, where is the happy go lucky guy that I fell for? He clenches his jaw and I see the muscle jumping in his jaw, he gives a sharp nod and then his eyes go to mine.

  There’s no one else here, even though we're stood in a crowd full of people.

  He pushes past my dad to get to me. Neither of us speaks, we just look at each other.

  Does he even want me now, after all this?

  He closes his eyes and exhales slowly. “Fuck.” He envelopes me in a hug. A hug so tight I can hardly breathe, but to have his arms around me, it feels so good, like I'm home, where I should be. I’ve missed his touch so much . . . the scent of him . . . everything.

  He breaks the hug. “Robyn. I'm so sorry . . . those things I said. You know they weren't true right? About Eli?”

  The fact that he addressed this first shows how much it bothered him that he said that and makes me know that I made the right decision coming here to see him. He cares! About Eli and me.

  “I know . . . it’s OK.”

  “I want to be with you so fucking bad. This week has been hell. We can do this right? Me and you? Out in the open?”

  “If you think you can handle it?” I smile at him.

  “I never thought I’d be so fucking happy to be in a relationship.” He turns around and looks at the guys grinning. “Guys I want you to meet my girlfriend, Robyn.”

  I'm the girlfriend of a ho
t superbiker. I like it. More importantly, I'm the girlfriend of Jack Cutler, hot, sweet, funny man . . . my man.

  I wave at them all goofily.

  “Now don't suppose you guys could give us a minute, could you?” he asks them and raises his eyebrows.

  They all leave one by one, dad first then the rest of them, they pat Jacks back or wink at me, all of them have big smiles on their faces.

  He turns to me once they've gone, his eyes twinkling. “So, my girlfriend got a bit of love for her guy or what?”

  I lean into him, it feels so good to be familiar with his body again. I fist his t-shirt and pull him towards me, he inhales slowly and deeply then looks at me with hooded eyes, his mouth slowly comes down and touches mine in the most barely-there kiss. It’s as though he’s scared he’s going to break me. I lean into him for more and he reaches and puts his hands on my neck, stroking my jawline with his thumb.

  “I think the world of you, Danish. You've given me this gift now, of you, of your trust with Eli, I won't let you down. I love you. I love you so fucking much.”

  “I love you too Jack. I didn't know it was possible to have such strong feelings for someone that I’ve only known such a short time, but I fell for you hook line and sinker. And not because of the fact that you’re a cocky bastard or that you think your god's gift, but I get to see the Jack that no one else sees, the sweet caring guy who wants to make me happy.”

  “I can't believe we get to do this - after a week of feeling like I'm living in hell, not being able to speak to you even. It's been awful.”

  I smile at him. “Come on kiss me already, you need to get ready for this race.”

  This time he kisses me properly. I lean into him and slide my hands up his t-shirt, feeling the hard ridges of his abs quiver under my touch. I breathe in his clean scent, knowing it won't have been that long since he took a shower and the smell of his aftershave. His mouth is on mine, I respond by opening my mouth and allowing his tongue in. I feel electrical currents shoot all around my body as our tongues meet and I slide my hands up into his hair. I hear a moan escape him and I can feel his erection pressing into me, he’s as turned on as I am.

  I break off the kiss breathing heavily.

  “Now come on Danish, stop distracting me - I’ve got a race to win.”

  *****

  If I thought the racetrack was buzzing earlier, I had no idea. It's packed full of people. Eli and I have special passes, dad does too but he has wisely chosen not to come to the pit with us - he and mum are going to watch in the investors' box. Mum has already told me that they're taking Eli home with them tonight to give Jack and me some time alone.

  Jack and me.

  I can't believe it. We’re happening. The buzz of the track is going with the buzz that is happening inside me at the moment. I feel so full of happiness. I’ve gone from six months ago, being pretty much alone in London with Eli, and I thought we were happy to this. Sure, men had asked me out but I said no, who would have Eli if I went out on a date? I didn't trust anyone enough to leave him with them, plus, I didn't want to. Not one second of regret do I have having Eli. Of course, we have our bad days, who doesn't? It isn't all trips to the park, it can be telling him thirty times to get his shoes on, or a battle to eat his healthy foods or getting him to come off his tablet when I give him screen time. But all in all, he’s my world. My world was small with Eli at the centre, but now its unlimited, this world of mine, Eli is still at the centre, but it's gotten so much wider. He has family, I have made real friends here, friends that feel like I’ve known them forever. I'm looking into teaching, something I’ve wanted to do since before I had Eli. I'm still mad at dad. That isn't going to go away any time soon but my relationship with dad apart, I'm happy . . . really happy and I feel like I finally have the life I wanted - not just for Eli - but for me.

  Then there’s Jack. Excitement floods me just thinking about him. He’s my boyfriend. I have a boyfriend! And a hot one at that! He’s all mine. Tonight. Jack and I together again.

  We make our way to the pit. The race is due to start in an hour. Jack isn't there but everyone else is, including Sophie.

  She comes running over. “I'm so excited I can't contain it. Jack’s back in the game big time, I know it was messing with his head - the thing between you and him - but we didn't realise how much until we came back after you left, he’s been acting like a man possessed. Everything is on point and he’s out to win. No question.”

  I grin at her. “That’s brilliant, I'm so excited too, and you've seen lots of races before, I’ve never even seen one for real - just practice runs. Eli and I are so excited.”

  Her face goes soft. “Seriously hun, I'm so happy for you, I'm sorry you went through hell last week, but at least you're here now.”

  I nod. “Thanks, Sophie. I'm happy. What about you? Is your Sicilian man here today?”

  Her eyes light up. “Maybe. Maybe he’s been in touch . . . maybe I'm seeing him later.”

  I laugh. “Yey, well I'm happy for you too then!”

  “Where’s Jack?”

  “Here, baby.” I hear his voice from behind me. I turn around and he’s dressed in full leathers, the top half is zipped down hanging around his hips, showing a white fitted t-shirt underneath, I can see the shape of his torso through it. Heat pools in between my legs to think I'm going to have this man inside me again tonight.

  “Hey,” I say softly

  Before he can move Eli goes running towards him and wraps his arms around his legs. “Jack! You're gonna win, you're gonna win!”

  He bends down and scoops him up lifting him to eye level. “You bet I'm gonna win. How are you doing little man? I missed you this week.”

  My heart hurts - seeing him be like this with Eli, making my son so happy, Eli in his arms, grinning at him, it means something profound.

  Eli shouts “I'm good. I'm excited for the race.”

  I laugh. “So excited he hasn't been quiet about it all day, I think if I hear the word Jack or race one more time I’ll explode.”

  Jack looks around and then back to me making a point. “If you don't wanna hear those words you’re in the wrong place sweetheart.”

  I laugh, he’s got a point.

  He comes over while still having hold of Eli and bends and kisses my cheek, saying into my ear “So fucking happy you’re here baby.”

  I smile up at him shyly. We have to keep the pdas at a minimum in front of Eli for the time being.

  “Did you get my text?” I’d text him telling him that mum is having Eli tonight.

  He grins. “Oh yeah, can't fu . . . can't wait.” He checked himself for swearing in front of a four-year-old.

  Jack wins.

  Of course, he wins. Was there ever any doubt? He was amazing. It wasn’t an easy win by any means, Dom, his arch-nemesis battled with him all the way around, and a couple of other contenders I didn’t know. But he beat them in the end. And what a high - watching him do it on the screens and then him pulling up into the pit. I wanted to go over, but I was embarrassed, all his team went rushing over to him, Eli was jumping up and down, he removed his helmet and grins at me the happiest grin I’ve ever seen. He motions his head for me to go over to him, I grab Eli’s hand and go over. He reaches behind my neck and pulls me in for a kiss. It's a firm quick one, but he’s making his claim to everyone. I’m touched that he wants me as soon as he’s won. He’s got everyone’s attention right now, but he wants mine.

  He scoops Eli up and plops him in front of him on the bike, much to Eli’s elation.

  “Well done bad boy. You did it.” I say to him.

  “I won it for you.” He whispers.

  “You won it for everyone here.” I look around at all the grinning faces, all the congratulating. Jack’s mum watching closely, happily, as she sees us together.

  He looks around at everyone then his eyes land on mine. “This is my everything right here. All the people I love . . . you. I love you, so fucking much.”

&nbs
p; “I love you too Jack, the bad boy superbiker . . . all mine.”

  His eyes flare. “All yours Danish. Forever.”

  Epilogue

  Jack

  Three months later …

  “Oh god, come up here now Jack, now.” She pants.

  I’m lapping away at her, eating her - she tastes fucking sublime. I slide my tongue around in the way that I know she loves. Sure enough, I feel her fist her hands in my hair, holding me in place. As if I’m going anywhere, this is my new favourite pastime. I know what she wants, am I in the mood to tease or give her what she wants? I decide to give her what she wants and go faster and harder.

  “Please Jack, come up here. I want you now.” She says this, but still her hips are bucking into my mouth and her hands are still in my hair, holding my head there.

  I laugh. “Make up your mind sweetheart, release me or keep me here.”

  She releases me, ah so she wants my cock. I swear my dick throbs harder at the thought of her wanting me. A feeling that will NEVER get old. We're so hungry for each other all the time. The fact that Eli is around most of the time, so we can't just go at it whenever we feel like it, I think just prolongs the anticipation of when we can be alone.

  I go up to her eye level and nudge my extremely hard cock at her entrance - so fucking hungry for her. I slide my arms under her legs, elevating her arse so that I can get in deep, fill her to the hilt.

  I hear her soft gasp, even now, after all the times we’ve fucked I still have to concentrate not to come, she has me so turned on. I’ll never tire of this or take it for granted. My size fills her, she feels so tight, I have to keep still, think about football or something, so I won't come.

  I know she’s dying for me to move and she’s not above begging sometimes. I can't help but form a little smile, I love teasing her.