Coveted (Charming Bastards #2)

by Lexie Davis

  She pulled back and stared into his eyes. “I’m not into threesomes.”

  He frowned. “What?”

  “I’m not going to stay in the room while you and some chick are going at it on the bed.” She licked her lower lip. “My roommate did that once and it was the most awkward twenty minutes of my life. Nothing but slurpy sounds and grunts.”

  “Clearly, you missed my point.” Joker stared at her with a trace of humor in his eyes. He leaned in and nibbled on her lower lip. “I’m not planning on making you watch me with some other chick.”

  “Good.” She gripped his shirt and held on to him. “That’s not as fun as it sounds.”

  He chuckled, still nibbling on her mouth. “You, Scarlett. You’d be the one in my bed. The one in my arms. The one making slurpy sounds while I grunt.”

  She nearly swallowed her tongue. “Me?”

  “Yes. You.” He kissed her and pulled back to stare into her eyes.

  “Oh, no. You’ve been snorting some of that coke that your President had. Guys don’t like me. Not in that way. I’m not your type. Trust me on this.” She moved away from him trying to process everything he’d stirred up inside her.

  “Why do you say that?”

  “Because it’s true.” She turned toward him. “I told a guy one time that he was smaller than my vibrator. I didn’t mean anything by it. I was just making an observation.”

  She shook her head. Not only did he finish right after that, but he left her to fend for herself. She never spoke to him again, either, and it was someone that proclaimed to have loved her.

  “I’m not what guys want. Not when you really get down to it.”

  “Is that your only sexual encounter?” Joker asked, surprising her with his patience.

  “No.” She rolled her eyes. Getting into her past sexual encounters was not something she wanted to do with him. “I’ve had sex. Granted, it’s been bad, I’m generally clumsy and nothing magical really happens, but I’ve done the deed.”

  He smoothed his finger along her arm. “I seriously doubt that you are the problem.”

  She tried to ignore the sensations he created by touching her. “Oh, so you’re going to show me a great time? Fireworks and everything?”

  She met his eyes and something hot flared there. “Are you challenging me?”

  Scarlett swallowed hard. She didn’t know how to answer that question. It hadn’t been her intention, but she didn’t necessarily protest it either. From all that she saw and could imagine, Joker would definitely make her appreciate the fine art of erotic pain and pleasure.

  He reached between her arm and hip and pulled her to him. “I like challenges.”

  He slipped his finger beneath her shirt so that he touched her skin. Scarlett breathed him in, loving his scent and the comfort he offered. “Women find men more attractive if they smell good.”

  “Are you telling me I stink?” Joker asked kissing the side of her head.

  “No—I …” She stopped when he started laughing. She didn’t know what to think about him. “My quirks don’t put you off.”

  “Not in the slightest.” He brushed in finger along her chin. “If I was the guy that was smaller than your vibrator, you’d be banned from using the stupid thing. I wouldn’t leave you because of it, which I know that punk ass kid did.”

  “Are you smaller than my vibrator?”

  He gripped her hand and brought it to his crotch. Scarlett lifted her gaze to meet his as he wrapped her fingers around the bulge there. She sucked in a breath.

  “I’m not worried about comparisons.” He leaned in to kiss her. “What’s your answer? Do you want to stay or go back to your dorm?”

  “Stay,” she whispered.

  “Good. I’ll get Deuce’s truck and we can move your stuff.”

  “Do you live here?”

  Joker brushed her hair from her face. “For now. I moved out of my condo in the city and I’m building a house on the outskirts of town. It’s coming along extremely slow.”

  “Why?”

  “Does it really matter when you’ve got your hand on my dick?”

  It was a fair question. He leaned in to kiss her and Scarlett squeezed him lightly. The denim did little to help hide how great he felt. She could only imagine him without the clothing barrier.

  She made a move to undo his pants and he dragged her hand away from him. He had said that he wanted her, but she didn’t believe him. Not until he lifted her and carried her to the bondage bed on the left side of the room.

  Something deep inside her trusted him completely. His kiss possessed her alone, and the thought of him taking her while she was restrained made her pulse jump with anticipation. He slipped her shirt over her head and tossed it aside. Her bra went next.

  He brushed his fingers over her pink nipples lightly before moving to undo her pants. The clothing she wore was fairly simple and easy to get off. She’d really like to get her own things and wear her own stuff but that would come later. He had her naked within seconds.

  “Get on the bed.”

  She did as he said, scooting back so that she lay on her back staring up at the various bars that went across the top of the bed. Her mind raced with what would come next while her anticipation and excitement grew. He moved to tie her wrists to the cuffs beside her. Nothing too extreme, she noticed as he tightened the leather binds.

  Then he reached for her leg and moved it back so that he could bind her ankle to the second set of cuffs near her head. Her pussy was on display for anyone that wanted to see it. He went around to the other side and did the same until she lay there with her legs spread, waiting for his next move.

  “I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a lovely sight.”

  The bed was shorter. The position had her ass on the edge so he could fuck her properly without the mattress hindering his moves. Scarlett watched as he went to the wall of implements and searched for what he wanted. She should probably panic at the situation. It wasn’t a normal everyday occurrence that a man tied her to a bed with the intent to fuck her. Just thinking about it should have her running for the hills, but she didn’t feel that way at all. She wanted him. Wanted to see where he took her.

  Maybe her comment was indeed a challenge.

  He selected a set of nipple clamps and a battery operated wand. Scarlett licked her lips as she watched him, the ideas in her head growing wild. He was free to do whatever he wanted and she was free to enjoy every second of it.

  “I’ve wanted to see these on you from day one.” Joker came to her with the clamps. “You’ve got great tits.”

  He reached out to cup her breast. Scarlett licked her lips as he pinched the clamp and teased her stiff nipple with it. The cold metal of the chain was a stark contrast to her hot skin. She squirmed in the binds as he continued teasing her with the clamp.

  “You’re gorgeous.” He released the alligator clip around her nipple and Scarlett groaned, arching up from the pain. He did the same to the other nipple before meeting her eyes. “So fucking gorgeous.”

  His hand drifted down the center of her body until the backs of his fingers brushed along her wet pussy. His thumb brushed along her clit, gently moving back and forth to tease. He made every part of her ache for him. Every single nerve ending completely aware he had what she wanted and would take his fucking time giving it to her. It was frustrating.

  “Please, Joker.” Scarlett writhed on the mattress. “Please just fuck me.”

  He reached for the wand. “You challenged me sweetheart. I love challenges. I’m not going to back off until you see fucking fireworks.”

  The wand’s humming caught her attention before the vibration centered around her clit. Scarlett gasped, tugging at the binds of her arms and legs as he held the gadget to the bundle of nerves.

  The fireworks came sharp as lightning and sent shockwaves through her body. God, she’d never come so hard in her life. Her pussy clamped around nothing, pulsing as he relentlessly held the wand against her clit.
Her cry of pleasure was long and loud.

  “Again.” Joker commented, slipping two fingers inside her. “You’re so fucking hot and tight. You’re going to feel too damn good around my cock.” He glanced up at her. “Again, Scarlett. Come again for me.”

  Her body had a mind of its own. She tugged at her binds though the second one wasn’t as harsh as the first. Her pussy sucked his fingers as she tightened around him. Scarlett lay there while he tossed the wand aside. She didn’t know where he got the condom but he rolled it on in a flash. She barely had time to admire his big cock before he pushed at her opening, forcing her pussy to accept him completely.

  She was in heaven.

  Propping himself up with his wrists next to her waist, he thrust inside her, fucking her like he’d promised. Like she wanted. The position made him feel huge and she closed her eyes, absorbing all the sensations of it. Most of her sexual experience had been clinical. She never had a man make her forget everything but the way he fit inside her. The way he filled her and stretched her. She’d been doing it all wrong in the past. Sex was supposed to be like this.

  Soft grunts filled the silence of the room and Scarlett let go. Her cries sounded foreign to her own ears as she arched up, stretching her binds enough to cut into her wrists and ankles. The sounds of flesh slapping, his cock sliding so deep, filling her so perfect, pulsed through the room. The heady scent of sex filled her nostrils as she took a deep breath. He buried himself inside her, thrusting harder and harder until he tensed and groaned, his cock flexing with his release.

  Damn, he was gorgeous. When Joker finally looked at her, he didn’t say anything. He pulled out and did away with the condom almost immediately before pulling his pants up and turning.

  “What do you want, Lauren?”

  Scarlett’s eyes widened as she glanced over at the woman that tried so hard to avoid her. God, she was there. Watching them. Scarlett was pretty sure that she should have been horrified at the thought but it really didn’t bother her. Not much anyway. Hell, her pussy was wide open and available for anyone to stare if they really wanted to.

  “Torque’s looking for you.”

  Joker cursed. “Tell him I’ll be there in a minute.”

  He dismissed Lauren and came back to Scarlett. After undoing her binds he helped her to sit up. He took one lingering look at her body before grabbing her clothing and handing it to her.

  “After care is usually better than this, but I really need to go.” He kissed her lips. “Just get dressed and go back to my room. It shouldn’t take too long with Torque.”

  Scarlett watched him leave before taking the clamps off her nipples and pulling her clothes on. She didn’t know what to think about this place, but the motorcycle club she had once feared was nothing like she’d imagined. Then again, she never figured a sexy man like Joker would ever pay any attention to her either.

  She left the room and nearly bumped into Lauren who stood out in the hallway. She gave her a look of complete disgust. “Watch where you’re going.”

  “Sorry,” Scarlett mumbled.

  Lauren narrowed her eyes. “He’s emotionally unavailable, you know. This thing you’ve got going isn’t going to end with a ring on your finger and mutual affection. Joker will find someone new when he gets done playing with you. Or he’ll come back to the one good thing he’s got in his life. Either way, I would get that puppy dog look off your face and enjoy it while it lasts. It won’t be long before he forgets your name.”

  Lauren left before Scarlett could respond. She didn’t understand the dynamic he had with her, but the emotionally unavailable part intrigued her. She didn’t get that vibe from him. Most men that were like that had something else going on in their life. Maybe she needed to have another conversation before things progressed.

  Chapter Four

  “Are you emotionally unavailable?” Scarlett asked him as he lifted a box of her stuff into Deuce’s truck.

  He turned toward her. “What?”

  “Scared of commitment. Detached. You jump from bed to bed without any feelings to go with it.” She sat a duffel bag next to the box. “Are you any of those things?”

  “No.”

  He liked her quirks. He hadn’t been lying when he’d said that. She was interesting and it was intriguing to watch her mind work. He’d basically considered himself and the club her lab project. She was going to psychoanalyze them because it was what she did. He didn’t mind it, but he did wonder where she got that he was emotionally unavailable.

  “Hmm.”

  “What?”

  “You had an instant negative reaction to Lauren, and when you left, she said you were emotionally unavailable. I’m guessing there is something more to the two of you.”

  Lauren. That explained it. He leaned against the truck and stared at Scarlett. She wasn’t like other women that would need to be reassured that nothing happened there. She was a woman that wanted an honest answer.

  “Lauren wants something more between us. I just don’t feel that way. She’s used sex to try and change my mind and I get distant with her. My mind doesn’t change and it never will.”

  He liked Lauren well enough, but he didn’t want what she wanted. Casual was all it ever was and he had no intention of making it anything more anytime soon.

  “What do you want?”

  Joker reached out and brushed a wayward strand of hair from her cheek. “You.”

  She smiled. “I don’t believe you.”

  She glanced back at her dorm room. She didn’t have that much stuff so moving her out wasn’t that big of a deal. Several of her friends spoke to her while curiously eying him.

  “You’d think they had never seen a man before.” Scarlett handed him a few more bags of her stuff. “But then again, if you consider what’s on campus, they haven’t.”

  He smiled at her. After everything was moved out, they went back to the clubhouse. He parked in the front to unload her stuff.

  Joker rubbed her thigh. “You okay?”

  She nodded. “Please ask your friends to stop offering me drugs.”

  He leaned over and kissed her. “They will.”

  They climbed out and took her stuff in. Torque sat with Silver at the bar, both nodding to him as he walked in.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “Layla’s sister isn’t doing so well.” Silver stared at his phone. “They had her in remission but she found a new tumor. They’re at the hospital right now and I’m just waiting for some news.”

  Torque folded his hands before him, staring at Silver. “If anything happens to that kid, Layla is going to take it hard.”

  Silver rubbed a hand over his face. “It sucks feeling so helpless.” He stared at the box in Joker’s arms. “What is that?”

  “Scarlett’s stuff.”

  Silver grinned. “Joker’s grown up on us, Torque.”

  Joker rolled his eyes. “She’s different.” He glanced over his shoulder as Scarlett came in. “Don’t give her a hard time either. She’s a literal person. She doesn’t understand your twisted sense of humor.”

  He waved her over and looped his arm around her. “Scarlett, this is Silver. You already know Torque.”

  “Hi. It’s nice to meet you.”

  “Dooby was right.”

  Torque snorted. “I’m going to pretend to be offended since you’re with my daughter.”

  “Truth is the truth regardless of who I’m with.” Silver smiled at Scarlett. “It’s nice to meet you. I don’t really know what you want with this bonehead, but I know Layla would like to have some estrogen around here when she visits.”

  Scarlett glanced between them. “What did Dooby say to be right?”

  Torque laughed and slapped Silver on the back. “Let me know any news.”

  Scarlett stared at Joker waiting for an answer. “Silver asked what you looked like and Dooby said you had red hair and a nice rack.”

  “Oh.” She glanced down at her chest. “I’m just a C-cup. I didn’t think
that was anything to be proud of.”

  Silver grinned. “Boobs are always something to be proud of.”

  Joker kissed her cheek. “I second that statement. Let’s get you unpacked and settled in.”

  Scarlett smiled and headed toward the hallway to Joker’s room. After they unpacked her stuff, she set about settling in to the space with him. Joker watched her, enjoying the simple pleasure he got by being with her. He’d never had that before. Never knew he wanted it.

  “I think everything is done.” She stood in the bathroom door glancing around the room. “Now I can take a shower and put on some of my own clothing.”

  He walked over to her. “I’m all for taking a shower.”

  She smiled at him. “You do stink.”

  He pulled his shirt over his head. “And you’re not attracted to me when I stink, right?”

  She licked her lips as he tossed his shirt to the hamper. “I wouldn’t go that far.”

  He thought his tattoos would distract her, but she grabbed his hand and pulled him inside the bathroom. He made quick work of his clothing while she pulled her borrowed clothing off and stepped into the shower. Joker watched her for a minute. The hot water cascaded down, dripping onto her skin and rolling the length of her body. She smoothed her hair back so that the water wet it thoroughly. He undid his jeans and slipped them off his legs before dropping his boxers next.

  He caught her staring at him and her skin turned pink when she saw him looking at her. Opening the door to the shower stall, he stepped inside, loving the heat from the steam.

  “You’re skin is redder than your hair.” Joker brushed his finger along her cheek. “You’re allowed to look at me. Don’t be embarrassed.”

  Scarlett let out a nervous chuckle. “That’s not it.”

  “What then?”

  She didn’t quite meet his eyes. “I was just thinking that you are definitely bigger than my vibrator.”

  Joker grinned and leaned in to kiss her. God, he loved the taste of her mouth. The way her tongue slid against his in a curious yet timid way. He kissed her with a need he didn’t understand. Something he didn’t want to analyze either. He cupped her breasts, the hard little nipples poking against his hands. She did have great tits. It was the first thing he noticed about her when he saw her.