BAD BOY'S KISS: A Dark Bad Boy Mafia Romance

by Naomi West

  At least, with Brendon, he'd once been a member of the MC. He'd worn the patch, just like Tanner. But, to open up his ol' lady and his mom as targets? Tanner couldn't deal with that.

  He was so wrapped up in his thoughts, he hadn't even realized he'd called Star his ol' lady. Was that what she'd slowly become? Maybe. Maybe not. Whatever she was, he couldn't describe the affection he felt for her. That kind of thing just wasn't in his nature.

  He pulled up at her place a while later and killed the engine. He parked his bike in front of her apartment and headed inside. He opened the door, just like he lived there, and walked into the living room. He didn't even think about barging in, it just seemed natural to him.

  He heard the sink running in the kitchen, and the sound of her scrubbing dishes. He stepped into the kitchen and leaned up against the wall.

  Star looked back at him over her shoulder. “Heard your bike pull up, so I figured I'd leave the door unlocked for you.”

  “Thanks,” he said as walked over to her.

  He suddenly had a powerful need to feel her close to him, to hold her in his arms. Maybe, having her body against his would erase all the doubt he felt about his life, all his confusion about his path forward. He wrapped himself around her waist, leaned his head down to kiss her neck.

  She giggled and turned her head to the side.

  His teeth came out, nibbled a little, then his tongue came out just barely and brushed her skin.

  Her giggles turned to moans as she bent her head to the side. “But . . . I have dishes.”

  “Dishes can wait,” he said as he turned her around and pressed his lips to hers. She tasted sweet, like honey.

  She groaned as he kissed her, moaned as he pushed his tongue into her mouth. She ran her tongue around his, and they dueled and danced as they kissed against the kitchen sink.

  He reached down to her belly and began to pull up her shirt, to expose the soft skin beneath. She pulled back and broke the kiss. “Here?” she asked with a sexy little grin. “In the kitchen?”

  “How about in the living room, then?” he asked as he began to backtrack his steps from the kitchen, pulling her with him.

  Chapter Twenty-Nine

  Star

  She went to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. His hard muscles felt so wonderful against her soft skin. So strong, yet so tender.

  He touched her chin, tilted her lips up to his, and kissed her again. His tongue ran across her lips, and she opened her mouth, willingly accepting him inside as she flicked her tongue across his in return.

  She reached down to the hem of his shirt and pulled up, uncovering his muscular, scarred chest. She ran her hands over his pecs, brushed his nipples.

  God, he was such a man. The look, the feel, the taste, the smell of him drove her wild.

  Tanner reached down and pulled her shirt off, exposing her to the world. He took her into his arms again, kissing her as he reached around and unsnapped her bra. He pulled it off of and her and replaced one of the cups with his hand, grazing the tip of her nipple with his rough fingertip.

  She moaned into his mouth again as pleasure rippled out through her body. He just had a way of handling her, of knowing exactly what her body would respond to. She pressed herself into his hand, another moan escaping her mouth as he tweaked her nipple, twisting slightly.

  He grabbed hold of the waist of her jeans and pulled her to the ground with him, down onto her rug. Star giggled again as she settled in next to him.

  “Never figured you for outside the bedroom,” she whispered between kisses.

  “We got plenty of time to try other places,” he whispered back before kissing her again. He unsnapped the front of her jeans and unzipped them. “One thing,” he said, with his hand hovering just inside the waistband of her panties.

  “What?” she whispered, the tension and feel of his hand just inside her pants nearly killing her.

  “We can't hurt the baby, can we?”

  “What?” she asked with a laugh. She shook her head, smiling. “It's the size of a pea right now. We're not going to do anything to it.”

  “Good,” he replied, grinning.

  Her eyes nearly rolled back in her head as his fingers slid the front of her underwear, the tips of his fingers just brushing over her mound.

  He leaned down, kissed her again, as two of his fingers slid lower.

  She bit his tongue lightly, tried spreading her legs further for him. The jeans, though, were too constricting. She lifted her hips off the rug and began to pull her pants off her hips and ass.

  He helped her get them off, and his hand found her sex again. He brushed his hands up and down her damp crotch, teasing her, as they continued to makeout.

  Warmth and tingles flowed through her body, radiating out from where his hand caressed her. God, she wanted him inside her so badly, though. But, she knew he'd get to fucking her soon. He wouldn't make her beg for too long.

  He pushed aside the thin fabric and traced his rough fingers up and down her slit. She moaned into his mouth as they continued to kiss, his lips both soft and forceful at the same time.

  He slid two fingers into her, hooked the tips up and began to take care of that special itch she had on her g-spot.

  She lifted her hips slightly, thrusting herself onto his hand, encouraging him to go faster. He kept the same steady, deliberate pace. After a moment, though, he took his hand away.

  “What are you . . .?” she asked. “Don't stop, I was so close.”

  “This,” he said, as he began to pull her panties off. He dragged them down her legs and began to lower his mouth to her. She spread her legs for him and shivered as she felt his hot breath on the inside of her thigh.

  “Ohhhh,” she cooed, “that's it.” He wetly kissed his way up till he hovered just over wet lips. She held her breath in anticipation. “Please, Tanner. Don't make me beg for it.”

  He smiled as he lowered his mouth and licked up her lips with the tip of his tongue. He traveled up to the top, just below her clit, and began to flick his tongue just around her most sensitive spot. His fingers slid back into her, finding her g-spot again.

  She pushed herself into his mouth and entwined a hand in his hair, as she threw her head to the side and let loose a moan. Each flicking lick of his tongue seemed to stoke her passion higher, bringing her closer and closer to the first orgasm. He gave her a good lashing too, his tongue like fire as he licked her up and down.

  He groaned as she thrust her hips into his mouth, as she began to shake, her pussy tightening around his fingers. She brought a fist to her mouth and bit down on her knuckles, screaming as she came on his beautiful, agile hands and tongue.

  Star gazed down at him as he continued to tongue her, sending her into orbit again with his handiwork. Their eyes locked, and she fell into those icy blue depths as another orgasm overtook her.

  He came up from between her legs and slid up her nude body, his naked chest leaving a burning trail behind. He grabbed her ass and pulled her closer, grinding himself into her.

  They kissed again, and she could taste herself on him this time as he pushed his tongue into her mouth. He squeezed her cheeks hard, almost leaving indentations in them as she moved herself against the crotch of his jeans.

  “That was amazing,” she whispered between kisses. “But I need to feel you inside me, now.”

  Her hands moved down between them and began to work on his belt buckle and the snaps of his jeans. Quickly, she unzipped his pants and released his cock to the air of the living room.

  He sucked in a sharp breath as she grabbed hold of his hardness, and circled her thumb around the head of his cock.

  With his help, she took off his boots and pulled down his jeans. Soon, they were pressed together again, his hard, hot cock pushing between her thighs. She reached down and grabbed him again, relishing the feel of his sex in her hand. There was just something about his cock, about how well it fit her grasp. She stroked him, teasing him as she reached down t
o squeeze his heavy balls.

  “I need to fuck you,” he growled as he reached back down between her legs and began to rub her clit. “Soon.”

  At his touch, her eyes nearly rolled back in her head, loving how close they were just then. He teased out another climax for her, and she trembled as she held him in her hand.

  “I want you on top of me again,” he said as his hand came up and grasped her breast, rolled her nipple between his fingers. “Like the other night.”

  She groaned as he played with her, teasing her. “Okay,” she moaned, “but on one condition.”

  “What's that?” he asked as he leaned down and took her pert nipple in his mouth.

  “We do something I've always wanted to try,” she purred as she sat up from beside him and faced away from him. She threw a leg over his waist and arched her back.

  His hand came up between her legs from behind her. He stroked up and down her wet slit, groaning as he realized what was going to come next.

  Star reached down between her legs and grabbed his hard cock, reveling in the fact that he was as excited as she was. She pointed his head at her slick, parted lips, and began to lower herself.

  Tanner groaned as she enveloped him in her softness. He grabbed hold of her hips from behind, saying, “You feel amazing, babe.”

  He slowly began to fill her, rubbing against her g-spot as she slid down his hard pole. Soon, she was bottomed out on him, and the feeling of fullness, the intense sensation of pleasure radiating out, was almost too much. She reached her hand down between her legs and began to rub her clit, sending her eyes rolling back in her head.

  He met each downward movement she made, with a slow, languid thrust of his own. Rolling his hips, giving her as much pleasure as possible.

  Her whole body felt on fire, her whole being completely consumed by the passion. She arched her back and moved her hips faster, her breath coming in short, ragged spurts.

  Tanner gripped her tighter, thrusting into her faster, now, speeding up with her.

  Her legs began to go slack as the pleasure overwhelmed her, but Tanner just picked her up like a feather and continued to move her up and down, riding his cock. She moaned out a long string of unintelligible syllables, her body completely given over to the sensation.

  “That's it, Star,” he groaned, “cum for me, babe.”

  And she did. She could feel herself contracting and relaxing around the full length of his hardness, grasping at him each time his cock drew out of her tight box. Joy flooded her body, filling her as much as his cock did. She was so close to the edge, she could look down and see the fall into bliss stretching below her.

  “Oh damn,” he groaned as he slowed, “that's it. I'm there.” His whole body went rigid as his member seemed to grow in size. He exploded inside her, filling her with his passionate seed.

  She let out a moan, her body responding to his, joining him in a rapturous orgasm. She felt like she was on fire, and the pleasure just kept coming as he returned to his previous pace to finish pumping in and out of her.

  They both breathed heavily, their bodies sweaty from the exertion. His cock was still inside her, half-hard, as he sat up and wrapped his arms around her from behind.

  Damp, sweaty flesh rubbed against damp, sweaty flesh as he pulled her against his broad chest. “That was amazing,” he said before kissing her on the shoulder.

  “Not so bad yourself,” she returned as she relaxed back into his strong arms and groaned in satisfaction.

  Chapter Thirty

  Tanner

  He and Star lay there on the rug together, beneath an afghan Star had pulled down from the couch.

  Tanner had never felt contentment like this. Sure, he thought he had. But, this, this was different. This wasn't like riding his bike, or hanging out with the guys. Those were great, but, this feeling of closeness to another human being, this experience, was unlike anything he could have imagined. Right now, there was a woman pressed against his body, a woman he wanted. A woman that wanted him.

  And, growing inside her belly, was his child.

  His. Child.

  He shook his head silently, still marveling at how he'd thought he could get into this so haphazardly. That he could just pay a woman to have his child. Then be done with the whole situation.

  “What's wrong?” Star asked from beside him.

  “What?” Tanner asked. “Nothing's wrong. I was just thinking, that's all.”

  “Oh, don't do too much of that,” she teased.

  “Why not?” Tanner teased back. “You like your men big and stupid, or something?”

  “Just a little,” she said with a small smile. “I don't want them to be able to outsmart me.”

  “Knew you had a thing for us dumb guys.”

  Smiling still, she kissed his shoulder and snuggled her body closer to his, if that was possible.

  Damn, just the feel of her skin against his. The silky smoothness, how soft she was. He gripped her tighter and pulled her closer.

  “So, since you've been thinking,” Star said as she ran her hands up and down his abs, “I think I should tell you I've been thinking, too.”

  “About what?”

  “I don't think . . . I don't think your mom likes me very much.”

  Tanner chuckled. “What makes you say that?”

  “Well,” she said as she idly drew circles on his chest, “she keeps talking about what we're going to be doing with the baby after it's born. All the places she's going to take it, what kind of clothes it's going to wear. It's like she thinks it belongs to the Blood Warriors, or something.”

  “Well, I did when I came out,” he replied. “I didn't turn out so bad, did I?”

  She sighed. “That's not what I meant. I'm not trying to criticize you, or your mother. But, I mean, it's going to be my child, too.”

  “Mom was always the wife of the president. She's always looked after all the families. It's just her instinct kicking in. Probably even worse now that Brendon's home.”

  She propped her head up on her hand and looked down at him. “I just, I don't know. It just seems like every time someone else gets involved in my life, tells me how things are supposed to be, they screw it up worse than if I'd just been left alone.”

  “Maybe you would've screwed it up on your own?” Tanner asked with a smile.

  “It would have been nice to know, though,” she said as she shook her head. “Then, maybe, I'd know if it was my own fault, instead of someone else's. But, like I said, it's like she just doesn't trust me, or something.”

  “It's just like earning your patch, that's all.”

  “What?” she asked, making a face.

  “When a recruit comes up, they're on a sort of probation for a while. They can ride with us on certain things, come to parties sometimes. But, they don't get their patch that actually says they're party of the club until they prove themselves.”

  “So I have to prove I'm trustworthy?”

  “Yeah. Just like lots of things.”

  “I'm having her fucking grandbaby,” Star said in an exasperated voice, “not taking out a home loan.”

  “Whatever,” he said, waving her concern off. “She's just worried, that's all, especially after all the shit Brendon put us through with that woman of his.”

  “But, I'm not her and never will be.”

  Tanner managed to shrug even though he was still lying down. “So? She doesn't know that. Just lay off her for a little while on being worried and protective of the baby?”

  “Fine,” she begrudgingly said, and leaned into give him a peck on the lips.

  “Fine,” he agreed before pulling her in for another, longer kiss. “Just let it be for a little while, okay?” he asked.

  She nodded.

  “Good,” he said and checked the clock on the wall. “Look, I gotta get going. I told Jethro I'd be back before the end of the night to help him finish closing up.”

  “Okay,” she said as he threw back the knitted afghan and began
to pull on his clothes. “Will you be back tonight?”

  He grunted. “Maybe. Place was pretty dead when I was in there, earlier, so probably not a lot to worry about.”