ROMANCE: MC BIKER ROMANCE: Hooked (MC Biker Pregnancy Romance)(Bad Boy Motorcycle Club Romance) (Contemporary Military Romantic Suspense Thriller)

by Carly White

  I got into the back bedroom quickly, shutting the door behind me as I searched for something to wear. My heart was going a mile a minute and I couldn’t think.

  Hearing the door open, I turned around to see him standing there. “I am sick of waiting Deidra. You are not going to put me off anymore.”

  I gulped, trying to swallow down the sudden obstruction in my throat. Billy was next to me quickly. Before I could blink he was in front of me. His hands and lips were on me in seconds and there was no way I could think anymore at all. I opened my mouth to the pressure of his tongue. It was as I knew it would be. When he started moving me backwards, I didn’t really understand what he was doing, until I felt the bed mattress on the back of my calves. I was quickly pushed to the surface, his body moving over mine. Everything was just going too fast, but there was no way for me to resist it.

  There was a breeze on my body as he lifted up his own and pushed the towel away that was covering me. He hissed with a full view and I couldn’t help but dampen from the sound. Pulling me towards the headboard, his arm snaked underneath my back to effortlessly move me. Then he was pulling his lips away and I was left staring up at him. Grabbing my hands, he raised them above my head and told me not to move them. “If you do, I will not let you come.”

  It was not that dangerous of a threat, but in my current state, it seemed like a fate worse than death. While I had been the one hiding, it was not from lack of want. I wanted him more than anything I could previously think of. When he moved back and started to undress, I was quickly reminded just how big he was, in all parts of his body. My eyes were drawn to the long length between his legs, swinging slightly side to side as he walked towards me. It was impossible not to feel something with the intent in his eyes and the hardness below.

  I had never felt so confined without anything holding me. He looked determined and I somehow knew that if I did move my hands, he would make good on his threat. I whimpered as he moved back over me and I looked between our bodies to his hardness. My thick thighs opened wide for him, urging him closer. I just needed him inside of me. No more teasing or playing, just fulfillment. When his long rod finally did touch my core, I jerked with the sensation. It was hard and heavy against me.

  “Is this what you want?”

  I shook my head quickly. I was practically gagging for it. How could he not see? I wanted desperately to grab his fat cock and push it inside of me. I could feel it rubbing back and forth against my wetness, but not moving inwards which was needed so badly.

  “Please Billy!”

  Words tumbled out of my mouth as my hips rose up to meet him, to force him to give me what I want. But he moved away, taking away his heavy heat and leaving me begging for it. Not once or twice, but several times. He barely had to kiss me to make me wet, as I had been primed for weeks.

  “Why didn’t you come like you had promised?”

  My eyes opened and I whimpered. I didn’t want to talk. “Because you scare me.”

  “You don’t seem scared.”

  I closed my eyes again, my hips rising suddenly and pushing the head just inside my tightness. Its width pushed against the sides of my walls, stretching me for a second before he pulled back. I knew that the contact had affected him as much as it did me. His eyes darkened and he moved down to kiss me. His teeth nibbled on my bottom lip, a tiny pain shooting through the sensitive area.

  He moved back and pressed back into me slowly and only another inch before pulling out. Billy did it several times, waiting for something from me. “What are you afraid of?”

  His shallow thrusts were driving me crazy. I clenched as hard as I could, trying to tempt him to push deeper. His short nails dragged over the skin on my arms and then down my sides as he pulled away and sat back on his knees. The action made me shiver and squeeze harder on the silken shaft. “Answer me or I will stop.”

  “Fine.”

  My stubbornness was hard to resist. He slammed forward and I screamed out. My eyes crashed closed. Billy ripped out as fast as he had entered my velvet sheath that embraced every inch of his massive meat. “Still want to stop?”

  I nodded that I didn’t. “Please don’t.”

  I felt the head move back to my tightness and I held my breath for him to push in deep. I needed him to push in deep. I needed it back. When he didn’t, I reopened my eyes and looked up into his questioningly. “You still haven’t answered me. I want to know why you keep disappearing?”

  Having enough of his games, I moved my arms, reaching for him. They wrapped around his neck and I slide down on top of him before he could stop me. Once I was all the way on top and he was all the way inside of me, I started to move up and down on his hard cock. My tits bounced in his face to distract him and his hands went to my waist. I had finally broken his will and the triumphant feel of him inside of me couldn’t be matched. Then I was gasping, my body heaving as each push down filled me full and dragged his body up against my clit. “Yes, yes, yes!”

  I couldn’t stop saying it and when he leaned down to bite my neck, the different stimulations converged and I was crying out his name. I saw stars behind my closed eyes and then felt my body being slammed down into the bed and then sudden fullness that took my breath away. Hammering inside of me, wave after wave of pleasure coursed through my body.

  Billy was gritting his teeth above me, rutting deep and hard when he finally stilled, pouring his hot seed deep against my womb. Shaking inside, he pushed me to another end that seemed to have the same results.

  It was several moments before he pulled out and left me with a sigh on my lips. It had been well worth the wait.

  Billy lay down next to me, pulling me in to snuggle with his hard body. My form melted against him, feeling like it fit too well to not be right.

  “What are you afraid of Deidra?”

  “This.”

  “This?”

  “The feeling that I get when I am around you.”

  Billy was quiet for a moment. “I don’t understand.”

  “You will be playing pro-ball soon with all those contracts, you will forget about me, but I won’t be able to forget about you.”

  “What makes you say that?”

  “Because I think I’ve fallen for you.”

  “Now what makes you think I could forget about you?” He turned his face towards me, but I couldn’t meet his eyes. “How could I forget the only woman who was there when everything might have slipped away? You encouraged me and helped me heal. You gave me hope Deidra and I can’t get you off of my mind. Where ever I go, I want you there with me.”

  Finally meeting his gaze, I could see that what he said was genuine. I felt like my heart was going to burst and I kissed him. The idea of him being mine, made me press myself against his sticky cock that was growing behind me. “Already want more?”

  I shook my head. I was dying for more, trying to move up to push him in. Wrapping his arms around my chest, he tugged me tightly to his own and licked my earlobe with his tongue. I jerked with the feel of his wide cockhead pressing against me, pressuring my tightness. “Say please.”

  My eyes closed. “Billy, please! I need you.”

  I cried out when my wish was granted and I started to feel whole once more.

  THE END

  Tight End

  A Down And Dirty Football Romance

  By: Carly White

  Tight End

  Chapter 1

  “Lou, what are you doing after class?”

  Lou shrugged. It was Friday night and while she was supposed to be out like most of her friends, Lou was more interested in getting her project done early. Her friend Charlie knew that she wasn’t going to go with her by the way she looked.

  “Come on Lou. You promised.”

  “Don’t be dramatic. I didn’t even say anything.”

  “I’m not. You were giving me that look while you tried to think of an excuse.”

  It was exactly what she was doing and she wished sometimes that she didn’t a
lways know her as well as she did. The two had been friends for years and while they were as different as two people could be, Lou couldn’t have asked for a better friend. Even though she got drug to too many parties to count, Charlie would come with her to the planetarium or something as equally dull to her bubbly friend.

  “Okay, I don’t really want to go, but I said I would though. I will.” Lou groaned inwardly as she walked towards their apartment on the other side of campus. They had been living together for the last year and it was working out well, most of the time.

  “Don’t sound too thrilled.”

  “I won’t. So who’s parties is it anyways?”

  “The jocks.”

  Another grimace. “Ah, just when I thought it couldn’t get any better. You want to go get drunk around a bunch of meatheads?”

  “They are pretty to look at.”

  “Yeah, as long as they don’t talk too much.”

  Charlie was braiding her hair as they walked. The woman couldn’t be bothered to bring anything besides her phone to class. No books, notepads, folders, color-coded anything, while Lou was carrying half her weight in her backpack. Charlie was the type to breeze through everything that she attempted, Lou had to work double for everything it seemed. It was no clearer to her then, as to watch her friend walking beside her with not a care in the world.

  Lou was the pessimistic, while her friend was the one who knew that there was some cosmic plan that would make everything turn out okay. It was a mixture between relaxing and irritating to be around and today it was pushing towards the latter feeling.

  They got back to the apartment and made lunch. Both girls had class that evening as well, though Lou had one of her law classes, while her friend had taken an art class for her elective. Lou sometimes wished that she had taken a few classes for fun, but she was driven towards her goals and it had just seemed a waste. So instead she was taking some extra law classes to help her when she worked on her masters. Every move was figured out already and sometimes she wished she could just be as relaxed as Charlie was.

  Charlie came back in the room and she had changed into a pair of paint splattered overalls. She looked ridiculous and Lou told her so, but Charlie couldn’t care less. “What does it matter what people think Lou? They are comfortable and I was sick of getting all of my good clothes messed up.”

  Lou just shook her head. “So what are you guys doing today?”

  “We have a project. You should have seen it last week, we had nudes. Enough of us girls complained that it was always a woman and they ended up paying one of the football players to do it.”

  “Really? Who?”

  “Phil.”

  Lou couldn’t believe it. Phil was the star tight end and at his last year in school, everyone knew that he was going to make it big. “Why would he do that?”

  It didn’t make sense to Lou. The man came from money and he could have anything he wanted. Surely he didn’t need to make a few dollars on the side running around nude for the art class. Charlie didn’t seem to see the problem. “I don’t know. He has a big wanker. Maybe he was just trying to show off. You know how guys like him are.”

  Lou nodded her head, but she still didn’t get it. She would never get naked in front of a bunch of people, no matter how much money they wanted to pay her. Lou had no extra money and she still couldn’t see why someone would do it.

  Charlie saw the look on her friend’s face and wanted to shock her. “Do you want to see it?”

  “See what?”

  “The drawing.”

  Lou shook her head that she didn’t. “No, I think I am good.” Her friend had a painting style like Picasso and she figured it wouldn’t be that good anyways. Not what she wanted to see it of course.

  “Oh come on, I used a realism technique. It’s like practically having it in front of you.”

  Her friend’s face started to get red and she went into her bedroom to get it to show her. She didn’t mention how big the canvas was and when she saw it, she was shocked. “Oh my God Charlie!”

  “I know.”

  “That can’t be real.”

  “Well it is.”

  Lou turned her head sideways and once again wished with all of her might that there was some way that she could get into the art class. “Wow.”

  “I know right? I can kind of see how he gets those crazy women that chase after him.”

  Lou nodded, not being able to take her eyes off of it. It wasn’t just his package that caught her eye, but the hard ridges of his chest and stomach. The man was as close to an Adonis as she had seen and Lou was starting to feel a little hot under the collar.

  “I get that he is hot, but what are you supposed to do with that thing anyways?”

  Charlie just shook her head and started to put the picture back in her room. “If you don’t know what to do with that Lou, I don’t know what to tell you. I can think of several things that should be done with a man like that.”

  Lou’s face was red when she got back out and she knew that she would never be able to look at him the same. She suddenly really hoped that she didn’t have to run into him at the party. It would be quite hard to not look at him and not blush.

  “Are you coming?” Charlie looked back at her friend in amusement.

  “Yeah I am coming.” Lou grabbed her bagged that weighed sixty pounds and sighed when the straps cut into her back. “I really need to take some more electives.”

  “Yeah I can see that. Do you want me to see if they have any more room in art class?”

  Lou shook her head. “No, the first time someone drops their pants, I am out of there.”

  Chapter 2

  Lou couldn’t pay attention through class. All she could think about was that painting that Charlie had showed her. She wished that she hadn’t seen it, but it was something that couldn’t be unseen, no matter how much she wanted to. It was distracting to say the least and after the class, Lous didn’t think that she had really heard anything that the teacher was talking about.

  She met up with Charlie after class and asked how Art was. Lou secretly wondered if there were any more nudes that she had painted or if she had seen Phil, though she couldn’t ask any of those questions. Charlie said she had a good time, but didn’t elaborate. “It was alright. I will be happy when it is over. The teacher is kind of a drag.”

  “A drag? I will switch classes with you in a heartbeat.”

  “Well next term take something you would actually like Lou. College isn’t going to be all about what you can put on your resume. Ten years from now, you will wish that you had gone to more parties and had more fun.”

  “Maybe. Though I said I was going to go tonight.”

  “Are you actually going to drink?”

  She shrugged. “Maybe.”

  Lou was still working on loosening up, but it was hard. Every time she got to drinking, she did something stupid and she was still trying to get over some of the things she did when she was a freshman.

  “You should. I won’t let you get too crazy.”

  The reminder wasn’t needed and Lou didn’t say anything. “Don’t worry about it Lou. People barely even remember it.”

  It didn’t matter if someone else did, she remembered and she remembered how fast the short video had spread through the college. There weren’t very many people on campus then that hadn’t seen her drunken strip tease. “I know. I can go through most days without the looks, but I think that is because Dante doesn’t go to school here anymore. He liked to keep it going.”

  “Yeah, well he is gone and didn’t even get drafted. So who really cares what Dante said?”

  Lou agreed in some ways, but there was still a heat rising to her face with the memory. Lou had almost quit school over it and if it hadn’t of been for Charlie, she knew that she would be back in her home town, working as a bagging girl at the grocery store. It was not her dream and even though she stopped doing much of what she had before, it had passed and Charlie was right. It was a g
rowing pain that she didn’t want to go through again.

  “I know but, I am a light weight nowadays. I don’t even really drink anymore.”

  Charlie just shook her head. “People will never know how fun you used to be.”

  “I’m still fun.”

  “You are, but now we have to party at the house. Just one night, let’s forget the past and just have a great time.”

  Lou said she would try. “As long as you promise nothing else.”

  She was talking about the X that Charlie liked to do. It would make her disappear in the middle of the party and she would be left by herself. “I’m not. Tonya is coming though too. She is even more uptight than you are.”

  “I’m not uptight.”

  “Honey you have your panties on way too tight, trust me. A night out will do you good. It’s been almost a month since you and Danny broke up.”

  “Don’t even mention his name.”

  “I heard he is going to be there. With Becky.”

  She tried to act like she didn’t care, she did though. All she wanted to do was stay home and away from all reminders of her ex. Charlie saw her shoulders slump slightly. “No we are not going to be depressed Lou. We are going to get dressed up, get all hot and you are going to make him eat his heart out.”

  Lou giggled. Her friend had an expression to go with her orders that was hilarious. There was something about her that made her love her even more. “Fine, that sounds like a good idea.”

  “Just remember your underwear this time Lou.”

  She gave her a grim look and Charlie just laughed, not able to be bothered about any of it. “Haha.”

  ***

  Lou had let Charlie pick out her clothes. They were more colorful and more revealing than she was used to, but after a couple of drinks at the apartment, Lou didn’t really care how she looked. She felt sexy and the mirror image told her that she was. For a few moments, she wanted to run into Danny. Just so he could see her like that.

  Her black hair was short and curly around her face, while her skirt and shirt were tight, showing off all of her curves. She had to stop herself from pulling it away from her body, but she resisted. Charlie had her long, brown hair down and she was in one of her colorful skirts that went all the way to her ankles. The shirt was more revealing though with a strong V-cut down the front. She looked as she always did, with an ease that the woman embodied.