“You keep the Dare’s property hidden until the oath is done, and then you rip off the tank and, voila, you reveal the sexy red number.” Avery giggled.
“Hmm, I’ll think about it.” I frowned, wondering how the tear-away tank worked.
The front door opened, signaling Dare’s return. He’d gone out to grab us lunch.
Both my friends left after promising to see me at the club later. Dare sauntered into the bedroom with a to-go bag. “You’re hot, Red. I—”
“No. We’re not messing up my curls with any sweaty sex stuff, no matter how great it feels.” I smirked at him. “You’ll have to wait.”
He moved closer, one slow step at a time, almost like he stalked me. “I have something for you.”
“I bet you do.” I laughed, so happy to be with him.
“You’ll have to wait for my dick.” He kissed me. “I want you to wear these.” He pulled a black box with red ribbons from behind him.
I loved presents. I untied the ribbon and opened the box. Cushioned on red silk were two of my favorite toys—a sleek silver set of Ben-Wa balls and matching anal plug.
“I’m not wearing those on your bike.” My god, I’d never make it there.
“Oh, yes, you are.” His sexy purr excited me. “If I can’t get you drunk on booze, then I’ll intoxicate you with these.”
“I won’t make it,” I whined at him. “Last time, I was insatiable, with only the one.”
“You trust me?”
“Always.” I sighed the word, knowing I’d lost this debate. As if I’d ever had a chance.
“If I scream you scream.” I cupped his hard cock through his jeans.
A low chuckle was his only answer.
“Come see my other present.” I motioned him over to the bed. “I’m officially your property.”
He lit up, seeing the skimpy red top with his name on it. “Dammit, Red, I want you now, with only the top on.”
“Gotta wait, baby.” I held up the tank. “Avery says this tears away with Velcro fasteners. You could rip off my shirt when you put on my new cut.”
With a sharp inhale, he closed his eyes. “Woman. You make me insane.”
“Back at ya. So should I wear them?” But I already knew his answer.
“Oh yeah.” His lips touched mine with a gentle caress that deepened to a scorching kiss.
“I might need help getting dressed, you the man for the job?” I gave him my best sexy pout.
I let my robe drop to the floor, and underneath I wore only my birthday suit.
Dare groaned. “Lie back, Red.”
As I sprawled on the bed, his fingers stroked my flesh and I gasped when he inserted the balls. His eyes dilated as his finger trailed through my juices. Next he added lube to the plug and slowly pushed it into me. My hips rocked, trying to find a way to relieve the pressure of being filled.
“I’m not going to make it out of this room,” I panted.
“You better take care of that.” He had opened his own fly and stroked his cock.
“You sure you don’t want to handle this?” I massaged my tits and rocked my hips, enjoying the way my body responded.
He shook his head and stepped back until he sat in the chair I’d sat in while Glory curled my hair. I fondled my sex. Our gazes locked together while we each stroked ourselves. My free hand plucked my nipples. Heat built inside me, and I burned to let it out. My head was heavy but I didn’t lie back, I’d break our connection.
He gripped himself tight and moved faster in his own race for release. I bounced my hips into my hand, crushing my clit into it. The balls jostled from my movements and the sensations bordered on torture. And then it was too much and the orgasm ripped through me, sending bolts of intense pleasure through my core. I shivered as waves rebounded through me.
Devouring me with his gaze, he jacked his hips with a gasp, then come spurted from the tip of his dick. His head fell back. I sat up, then squirmed as everything shifted inside me sending another wave of tremors through me. I closed the distance to him and kissed him with hungry need, biting his lower lip before assaulting his mouth with my tongue. My hands raked through his hair. His hands clasped my ass and hauled me to him. Finally, my body relaxed and our kiss ended.
“I’ll never make it to the club on your bike. I’ll lose it.”
“You’ll do fine. And I’ll make sure to take care of you.” His soft words warmed me.
After we cleaned up and I dressed, it was time to go. We roared out of town toward the club. In minutes my body burned from the symphony of sensations the bike created. The balls vibrated inside me, pushing me toward climax, and the plug stimulated my backside. I scooted into Dare, my hips pushing into his back, but it wasn’t enough. I held on with one hand and pressed the other between us to rock into it. In seconds I mindlessly moved, needing to satisfy the growing ache. No matter how I moved, what I reached for eluded me.
Then the bike slowed and stopped but I kept moving. It consumed me. He turned to me, pushed his hand under my skirt and with a few forceful flicks, I screamed my release. He continued the assault while holding me tight. I quaked in his arms until finally the sensations eased. He kissed me gently on the lips.
“Love you, Red.” He growled the words.
“I love you, Dare.” I whispered the words into his back. I glanced up and saw we were about to the clubhouse. Finally, we parked. He helped me off the bike and held me close. My legs were weak and I stumbled, but he caught me.
“I got you,” he murmured.
“Stay close, I’m so far gone,” I whispered. “I can’t think.”
He squeezed me tight to him. The club was packed and people mingled everywhere. Dare led us through the crowd. We stopped and he tugged me into his lap. He pushed into my ass. My hips rocked, enjoying the feeling of his cock under me. People stopped and talked to me, but I could barely focus on the words. Suspended in this sea of sensation, I ached to rub my clit.
A hand squeezed my arm hard and I surfaced from the fog. Bear’s face was in front of me.
“You high, Mama?” His dark gaze flicked to Dare. “You okay?”
I shook my head. “No. I’m not okay. Or high.” I sighed. “Dare has me fucked up. Balls in my pussy and plug in my ass. I need to fuck him.”
Bear barked a laugh. “Brother, you are devious.” He gave Dare a high five and walked off.
I leaned back to stare up at him. Dare stared at me with satisfaction tattooed onto his face.
“Get this going or take me to bed.” I tried to glare at him, but he smiled wider.
In minutes I stood by Dare, his arm supporting me. I repeated the Jericho Brotherhood Oath, promising loyalty, courage and cunning.
Dare’s mouth scorched mine with his kiss. “Step back, Red.”
I stumbled back two steps, but he held my tank, and it ripped off. I stepped back and hands steadied me. I glanced over to a smiling Bear. I grinned at him and moved to my guy. He flipped me around, showing the club my shirt as he slipped the cut on me.
Shouts and whistles filled the room. Jericho gave us both a big hug. “You got anything to say, Mama?”
“Yeah, Dare needs to fuck me, now.”
Hoots and shouts echoed behind us as Dare carried me to his room. In seconds I was naked. Dare started to push me onto the bed.
“No, your turn.” I had a goal. Before I came again, Dare would scream with his own release.
“Red, after—”
“Now.”
He snarled.
He peeled off his jeans and I pushed him to the bed, falling to my knees. I brought his cock to my mouth and sucked him deep. I worked him up until he pushed into me with forceful drives.
“Here I come.” He panted the words.
My finger pushed his pucker
and he moaned. I slid my finger inside him. With my first touch to that special gland, Dare’s hot fluids spurted in my mouth.
He bellowed his own pleasure from the top of his lungs, lunging into me with jerky movements.
“Woman, you drive me crazy.” He pulled me up until I lay across his chest. “I’m so lucky.” He kissed me. “I love you.”
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Acknowledgments
There are so many friends I want to acknowledge in helping me get here. Thank you to Angela James at Carina Press for reading and selecting Enough to publish, making my dream of being a published author come true. My critique partners, you know who you are, have helped me improve my writing and supported me as I learned about publishing. Some even read much sexier content than they normally do just to help me improve this book. I also can’t say how much I have appreciated my writing groups and the open community of romance writers in general.
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About the Author
I am Jade Chandler, mother, marketer and author. Romance is something the world can never have too much of, and I like strong characters who life hasn’t treated gently. For me, their happily-ever-after is all the sweeter for the struggles along the way. When not writing, serving as taxi or generally ignored peacekeeper, I enjoy Netflix binges, reading and passing on my obsession with superheroes to my children.
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ISBN-13: 9781460397411
Enough: A Dark, Erotic Motorcycle Club Romance
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