Blazing Hot Bad Boys Boxed Set - A MC Romance Bundle

by Glass, Evelyn

  “No, why?”

  “That’s a surprise,” Michelle said. “He’s a real ladies’ man. Rumor is that he’s quite the stud, too. I’m surprised you haven’t fallen under his spell. Lord knows if I weren’t married, I would fuck the shit out of him.”

  “Michelle! I can’t believe you just said that!” Nic scolded playfully. “You and Seth are perfect for each other. Hell, you even do those body builder competition things together.”

  “Oh, please, save it. You would do the same, and you know it.”

  Nic opened her mouth as if to deny it. “Okay, you’re right. I would. But Marshall and Jack are best friends, and I couldn’t do that to Marshall even if I wanted to.”

  “The night he caught me, there was a woman here,” Tina said quietly. She didn’t know what Michelle and Nicole were bitching about. Yes, Jack was good looking, but Seth and Marshall weren’t exactly frogs. Especially Seth. He filled out a shirt nicely.

  “Just one?” Nic asked, then laughed. “Sorry, that wasn’t nice. I’m not surprised. He picks up two or three different women a week sometimes. A few have tried to tie him down, but he’s not going to be tied to just one woman.”

  “Have you known him long?” Tina asked Nic.

  “About ten years. He and Marshall were friends when I met him. They grew up together.”

  “He said he buys and sells cars.”

  “Jack? Yeah, something like that. He’s too much a free spirit to be tied to a desk job.”

  “What’s Marshall do? Or you, for that matter?”

  “I work at the DMV. Marshall, he works at the Harley dealership. He’s the customer finance guy there. Seth works there too as the sale manager.”

  “Sweet!” Tina teased. “Seth sells them, Marshall makes sure they can afford them, and you make sure they can ride them.”

  Nic laughs. “I hadn’t thought of it that way, but yeah.”

  “What about you, Michelle?”

  “Me? Nothing so exciting. I work at Walmart. Assistant store manager. What about you, Tina? How did you end up breaking in?”

  Tina grimaced and gave them an abbreviated story. “I nearly pissed myself when I heard that gun being cocked,” she finished.

  “Yeah. I can imagine. I’ve been with Jack and Marshall when they have gone shooting. Jack, he just doesn’t miss. You’re lucky you’re still alive,” Nic said.

  “I know. I will always be grateful to Jack for … well … taking the time to help me. So he can shoot, and according to rumor, fuck. What else is he good at?” Tina asked as she tried to fill in the blank spots in her picture of her benefactor.

  “I haven’t seen it myself, but according to Marshall, he can handle a car like a stunt driver,” Nic said.

  Tina mulled over all the new information. “Jack sounds like an interesting guy,” she finally said.

  CHAPTER SIX

  “Join me for a beer?” Jack asked Tina as he locked the door behind Marshall and Nic, the last of the Sons to rumble away on their hog.

  “I would like that. Thanks.” She turned for the rec room, what she considered her room now, but he headed toward the back and she adjusted her course to follow.

  As they entered Jack’s apartment, he headed straight to the refrigerator and pulled out a pair of dark bottles. He twisted the lids off and placed them on the table. Tina pulled out one of the two chairs and Jack took the other.

  “You did good today,” he said after taking a pull on his bottle.

  Tina took a sip of her beer. It was a Samuel Adams Boston Lager, a beer she had never tried because of its cost, but she liked it. It was much better than the cheap, watery stuff she normally drank … when she could afford a beer.

  “I have to tell you, I was more than a little nervous.”

  “I told you it would be okay.”

  “I know. But, well …”

  “What?” he prompted when she ground to a halt.

  “Nothing,” she said, looking at her bottle.

  “Come on, spill it.”

  “I … just want someone to like me for who I am, that’s all. Not like me even if I am an ex-con. Not like me even though I have messed up. I’ve made some bad choices, but I don’t think I’m ‘bad,’ you know what I mean? I did what I had to do to survive. I didn’t steal cars because it was fun. I did it because I needed the money to have a place to live, to put food on the table.”

  Jack looked at Tina, feeling a bit sorry for her. He wondered how she would have turned out if her father hadn’t been killed. Maybe he shouldn’t drag her back into that life when she so clearly wanted out. “I’m sorry, Tina. If it makes you feel any better, I like you. Just as you are.”

  Tina gave him a sad smile. “Well, there’s one.”

  “I think Nic and Michelle like you as well.”

  “Yeah. Maybe. And I like them, especially Nicole. I can’t see us having our nails done together, though.”

  Jack laughed. “I can’t see them having their nails done, period. But give us a chance. I think by the time the Sons had left, you had won most of them over.”

  “You think so?” Tina asked, brightening.

  “I think so. We’ll see next weekend.”

  “Uh … Jack … I’m not complaining, but how long do you expect me to work around here?”

  “Are you in a hurry to leave?”

  “No, but …”

  “Will you stay the week? I think you will have paid your debt by then. But I won’t try to keep you longer than you think is fair. You’re free to go at any time.”

  “I can leave now?”

  “If you want.”

  “And you won’t call the cops?”

  “No.”

  Tina looked at Jack suspiciously. “Why?”

  “I said you had to stay to pay for the window. You helped install the new window and you worked your ass off today. And you haven’t bitched about it once. So … I figure we’re close enough to even.”

  “So why do you want me to stay next week?”

  “I said close enough to even,” Jack teased. “I have a couple of projects I could use an extra pair of hands with, but the work won’t be as hard as it was yesterday and today. And … like I said, I like you.”

  “You want me to stay because you like me?” Tina asked, not sure she understood Jack’s meaning.

  “That’s most of it, yes.”

  Tina was quiet for a moment. She still had half her beer left, but she could tell Jack’s was nearly empty. “You want another?” she asked, gesturing at his bottle with her own. She needed a moment to think.

  “I’ll get it,” Jack said as he started to rise, but Tina was quicker.

  “Keep your seat. I’ll get it.”

  She started to the fridge, but then changed her mind. She turned and swung a leg over Jack’s lap and sat down facing him. It was a tight squeeze between him and the table, but that was no bad thing to her mind. She wrapped her arms loosely around his neck and leaned in, waiting for him to make the next move.

  “No beer?” Jack asked with a smile.

  “No. I thought of something else I would rather have.”

  “You don’t have to do this.”

  “I want to.”

  “Good,” he said, pulling her into a kiss. “So do I.”

  Their lips met as their mouths parted to allow their tongues to dance. After a moment, Jack broke the kiss, and his mouth slid down to her neck where his tongue explored the hollow of her throat. She placed a hand on the back of his head and pulled his lips harder against her as her desire spooled up and made her feel hot and itchy.

  ***

  Jack kicked the chair back from the table and stood while he held Tina in his arms. She felt as if she weighed almost nothing as she wrapped him up in her arms and legs. He normally went for the more full-figured girls, but there was something about Tina that fired up his desire more than most. He had felt it the first night as she smarted off to—he can’t even remember her name now—Ms. Jeep, as Tina called her. S
he had moxie, and he liked that. He carried her the dozen steps to his bedroom, banging the door open as he barged through, causing the door to rebound almost closed. He tried to put her on the bed, but she refused to release him until he tumbled over the side with her.

  It was dim in the room. The only illumination was the light in the kitchen leaking around the almost closed door. She was as horny now as she had ever been, and when he finally fell to the bed with her, she frantically unbuttoned his shirt as they kissed and tumbled over each other.

  Tina was wild with desire. She pumped her hips into him while they tore at each other’s clothes as each tried to undress the other, but they fumbled in their haste. She rolled Jack over and felt his hardness press against her womanhood as she sat astride him. She frantically pulled her shirt over her head and threw it behind her, not caring where it landed, then removed her bra and did the same.

  The moment her breasts were exposed, he muscled her down so he could take a breast into his mouth. She groaned as he nibbled and sucked, her hand once again on his head as she held his mouth to her while she leaned down to increase the pressure of her breast against his mouth. He began to suck harder, flicking the nipple more vigorously with his tongue as it hardened in his mouth.

  She gasped and pulled her breast away from the delicious pleasures of his tongue before she slid down his body. She knelt between his legs and tugged his boots off and tossed them away, no longer concerned with them once they were off his feet. She heard a thud and the room plunged into near absolute darkness as the door swung shut, only a sliver of dim light visible under the door. She didn’t care; she didn’t need to see. She unfastened Jack’s belt and, with his help, slipped his pants and underwear off him, throwing them away as well so they wouldn’t be in the way. She heard the pants hit the floor the same instant the room became inky black.

  No matter, she knew where the part of him she wanted was located. She didn’t know how big he was until she took him into her mouth. He wasn’t huge, but big enough that she had to press to take all of him in, relaxing her throat to allow him to pass. When she couldn’t hold her gag reflex any longer, she backed off and stroked his saliva slickened cock before standing to remove her pants. The moment she released him and stood, she became disoriented in the darkness and felt as if she were falling.

  He felt her move away. He could sense her nearness from her sounds but he couldn’t see her at all. He recognized the sounds of her pants coming off, so he pulled off his shirt. He reached for her but touched only air. He reached again, his fingertips just touching her, but when he reached a third time he felt nothing. Then he felt her touch on his knee and took her hand and pulled her gently toward him.

  Tina allowed Jack to steer her back to the bed. She touched his face, and her fingers roamed until they found his lips, lips that she covered with her own. They kissed, sucking on each other’s lips and tongue as they toppled slowly backward onto the bed.

  Once he had her located, he pulled her to him as he lay back and twisted to position themselves in alignment with the bed instead of across it. They kissed furiously for a moment before she broke away, sliding down his body, kissing as she moved. He touched her shoulder then twisted, sliding his hand down her body before he took her leg and pulled her around in the bed. She was slender and light and he was able to easily position her with a graceful leg on either side of his head so that he could taste her nectar.

  She didn’t protest as Jack slid her around in the bed and placed her so that he could tease and kiss her most intimate area. It had been at least six weeks since she had been with anyone, and she wanted his touch—needed his touch. Just as she began to savage the head of his cock with her tongue, she felt the first brush of his tongue on her clit. I hope Jack is a much of a stud as Nic and Michelle think, because I want him to fuck the shit out of me tonight, Tina thought has his tongue caused pleasure to sing through her.

  Locked in an erotic duel, they kissed and sucked, licked and probed, until Tina was ready to scream with pent up desire. With a shuddering grunt, she was overcome as her orgasm bore down upon her and burned along her nerves like a wildfire. She tried to battle through it, but the orgasm was too strong and she finally had to admit defeat. She pulled away from Jack’s slashing and probing tongue.

  He smiled in satisfaction at her orgasm, delighted that he was able to please her. He momentarily lost track of her in the darkness, finding her again as he touched her face. Taking her head in his hands, he pulled her to him, kissing her fully while pulling her down, then rolling over to pin her to the bed with his weight. “Are you ready?” he whispered as he opened her legs and moved between them.

  “Oh God, yes,” she breathed.

  He took his cock into his hand and used it to stir around the entrance of her pussy. She moaned heavily as he tormented her with his cock, thrusting her hips and using her own hands to try to steer him into her wetness. As he worked her over with his cock, he leaned in and took her lips in his. Her hands left his and tangled in his hair as she pulled him harder into the kiss.

  “You like that?” he teased.

  “Please…” was all she could say, awash with pleasure.

  Jack could feel the tickle of an orgasm forming from the intense pleasure of rubbing his cock against her, so he found her opening and drove into her with a swift, strong movement. He held himself deep inside her for a moment before pulling back and driving in hard again.

  “Ah, shit! Fuck … that feels good,” she hissed as he ground his hips into hers.

  He waited a moment, then began to thrust into her in long, hard strokes while he propped himself up on his elbows. He pulled her head back to expose her neck to his nips and kisses. Her hands gripped his back as her nails dug in with painful strength and caused him to gasp as the sting of her embrace excited him even more. He continued to drive into her hard and fast until she tightened around his shaft, then relaxed with an explosive release of breath.

  “Fuck…” she sighed as he slowed his driving hips.

  Jack smiled again. Nothing turned him on like giving a woman an orgasm, and the harder the better. He pulled out and moved from between her legs to lever her over onto her stomach. She bumped her ass into him as she rose to her hands and knees, but he shoved her back down prone on the bed. He found her opening again, then draped himself across her, tucking his arms under her shoulders to support most of his weight. He located her chin with his right hand and pulled her head back as he began to thrust into her hard and fast.

  Tina felt her face twist into a mask of erotic agony as he slammed his hips into her ass in a hard, driving rhythm. His breath was hot as flame on her neck as he kissed and licked. She couldn’t stand it; the pleasure so intense it threatened to overwhelm her.

  He could feel his orgasm coming, but he continued to pummel her until his control began to slip. He stopped with a gasp, preparing to pull out and change positions again to give himself some time to cool off, but she grabbed his arm.

  “No! Don’t stop!” she begged as she pulled at the arm holding her head back.

  He immediately started thrusting again, trying to drive her to orgasm as he pushed against his own approaching climax with everything he had. He felt the orgasm take him just as she began to tighten around him again. He growled low and deep in his chest as he pumped, fighting off the all-consuming pleasure until, with another great exhalation, she relaxed again.

  She lay still as Jack slowly relaxed onto her back, enjoying the feel of his weight as it pressed her into the bed while he gently kissed her on the neck and shoulder. “Do I have to sleep on the couch tonight?” she asked, her voice slow and slightly slurred.

  He chuckled as he pulled his still hard cock out of her and flopped into the bed. “Not unless you want to.”

  She turned in the bed and found the spot next to him. She smiled in the darkness as he moved in close to her back, tucked his knees behind hers, and pulled her into a comfortably tight spoon. “No. As comfortable as the couch is,
this is better.”

  “I agree,” Jack said softly as he kissed her shoulder.

  Tina didn’t know why those two little words affected her so profoundly, but she was still struggling not to cry as she slipped into sleep.

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  Jack swam up out of sleep. The room was still as dark as a black cat in a coal mine, but the warm softness in his arms brought a smile to his face without the need to see. Without his cell he had no idea of the time, but he felt rested and refreshed, so it must be morning … sometime. It was Sunday, the day of rest and recreation. He pressed his hardness against Tina’s ass, the increased pressure sending a low-level thrill rippling through him. They were still in the spoon they fell asleep in last night, so he slid his hand along her breast until he found her nipple.