MC Romance: Gravel A Motorcycle Bad Boy Obsession (Untamed Rider Forbidden Temptation Book 1)

by Brittany Dreams

  One hand I run up to massage her breast as my lips kiss her hot spot and my tongue taps at her pearl. She makes a low groan and I grow harder with her pleasure.

  Small hands run over my head, gripping a bit of my hair. “Oh, Adam! That feels amazing.”

  I lick her up and down her folds that are growing hot and wet. I stop at the little bud and suck it. She lifts her hips up and moans.

  Moving my hand from her breast, I take her ass cheeks in my hands and lift her to me so I can get more of her in my mouth. She shivers and her legs begin to shake as she begins her descent. “Adam, something’s happening! Oh my God, what’s happening?”

  She grabs my shoulders and scream-moans as her body climaxes. I run my tongue into her and find her juices are flowing well and the time is right. Quickly I move back up her small body and Put my mouth on hers to stifle the cries she surely about to make as I break her innocence.

  Her orgasm still going, she arches up to me and kisses me hard as her hands press the muscles of my back. I push into her with one hard thrust. Her body writhes undermine and she screams, but my mouth quiets the sound.

  Quick strokes I make and my dick is squeezed like never before. She is my first virgin and well worth it. The tightness of her is sure to make this a lot shorter than I anticipated. Heat surrounds me as well.

  After a minute she seems to have gotten over the initial pain. I ease my mouth off hers and kiss her neck. She must like it because she groans and starts rising up to meet my thrusts.

  This is a very good start to our marriage.

  ISABEL

  My husband holds me in his strong arms and snores quietly behind my ear. The pain of our first time was bad, but went away quickly and then it felt fantastic.

  I wonder if it’s natural to want more.

  We fell asleep right after and I’m not sure how long I’ve slept, but I’m beginning to ache in my nether regions to feel his thick, long male member fill me again.

  He sleeps behind me, his arms wrapped all the way around me. I push my butt back and his dick presses against it. Though not hard yet, it twitches and pulses against me.

  I run my hand up and down his tight outer thigh. He stirs a bit and nuzzles my hair. His lips touch my neck and his dick grows against my backside.

  “Morning, darlin’ seems you liked what we did last night,” he murmurs near my ear.

  It sets me on fire for some reason and I giggle. “I did. I want to learn more. Will you teach me all you know?” I roll over in his arms to face him.

  The look in his eyes tells me he’s happy with me. A smile creeps over his lips and he kisses the tip of my nose. “You are adorable in the morning, darlin’ your hair is messed up so cutely.” He runs his hand through my hair, wrapping a handful around his hand.

  He pulls at it, making my head fall back a bit and his hot mouth takes my neck. He gives it a slight bite, and it makes me go wet. His dick grows more and presses against me. I wiggle to get him to put it inside me, but he pulls back a bit.

  “You don’t wish to do this?” I ask, feeling a little confused and frustrated.

  His mouth still on my neck, he moves up and whispers in my ear, “I want to feel your mouth on me.”

  I kiss his shoulder and he chuckles. “Why are you laughing?”

  “Not there. I want you to do to me what I did to you last night.” He pulls his body away from mine and lies on his back. “Take my dick in your mouth and run your tongue over the tip until I stop you.”

  I sit up and feel a bit nervous, but excited as well. “Okay. You let me know if I do anything to hurt you.”

  “I will,” he says as he puts his hands under his head. “Sheath your teeth with your lips. That’s really the first thing I should’ve told you to do.”

  I pull my lips over my teeth and lean over his standing male member. Slowly I move my mouth down over it until it touches the back of my throat and makes me gag, but then it pushes past that and I can take it easily. I move my head up and down, mimicking how he stroked me last night.

  Taking my hands and placing them around the base of his large dick, I move them up and down as I bob my head. He must like it as he groans and pulls at my hair.

  A small amount of juice comes out of the tip and changes the taste. It makes me want to make faster strokes and I do with a little moan and suddenly he jerks my head up. He flips me over and has me on my back.

  His mouth crashes down on mine and he rams into me. The pain is back again and I grip the bed sheets as I try not to cry out with the burning sensation. I know now that it will pass and immense pleasure will follow.

  Adam pulls his mouth from mine as I claw at his back uncontrollably. “Fuck me, baby. You’re so fucking tight and good.”

  His words though vulgar make me hot and I arch up to him as he growls. The fact my body pleases him fills me with something I never knew. I wrap my legs around him as he pounds himself into me. Then he pulls away from me and flips me over.

  His strong hands grab me at my waist and he pulls me to my knees. His hot, dick thrusts back into me and it seems as if it goes in deeper. The new places it spreads burn and I cry out.

  I lean down and groan into the pillow as he bucks against me. The heat subsides and I find I like it again and push back to meet his thrusts. “Yeah, baby!” he says between clenched teeth. “You like it, don’t you?”

  I pull my face from the pillow. “Yes!”

  Never could I have imagined liking something this violent feeling while not being violent at all. It’s amazing.

  His strokes get faster as he starts making little grunts with each one. “Come with me, baby.”

  I have no idea if I can make myself do what he’s asked, but I try none-the-less. I close my eyes and try to focus on how good he’s making me feel. His hand comes down hard on my ass and I let out a yelp.

  “Come!” he shouts and smacks me again.

  Somehow it excites me and I’m moaning with the way my insides are exploding as heat fills me and Adam groans loudly. “Fuck, baby!”

  He stops moving and I can feel his dick shooting out more juice in spurts as my body clenches around it. Once it stops altogether, he lies me down and lays his body out next to mine. Both of us trying to catch our breath.

  “You are very good at this, Isabel.”

  I smile and turn to look at him, resting my head on my hand. His face is a little red, but it’s going away quickly. I run my hand over his stubbly cheek. His expression softens, and he runs his hand over my cheek too.

  “I love you, Adam.”

  A light shines in his brown eyes and his fingertip slides over my lips. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited to hear that come from a woman’s lips. I was beginning to fear it might never happen. Isabel, you have made me a very happy man.”

  I stroke his muscled arm and say, “You have made me a very happy woman, Adam.”

  His lips touch mine so gently it’s hard to believe he can be this gentle. “I love you, Isabel.”

  Tears suddenly fill my eyes and I cuddle into his broad chest. “This is going to work out fine, isn’t it?”

  He wraps his arms around me and holds me tight to him. “I do believe it is.”

  ADAM

  Hard wraps sound out at my front door and I groan as I get up and pull my pants on. Isabel rubs her eyes as the sound woke her as well. “Who could that be?”

  “I have no idea, but I’ll get rid of them. You stay right where you are. I’m not letting you out of this bed for at least another twenty-four hours, you little vixen.”

  I stride from our bedroom, closing the door behind me. Out the front window I can see two men who I don’t recognize. One is about to bang on the door again while the other stands beside him looking irate.

  Just before the one man knocks again I open the door. “Can I help you?”

  Both have short brown hair and look very similar with brown eyes and pale skin. They’re of average height and then it hits me. They both resemble the man who to
ok Isabel, the man named Paul, who I killed.

  The man who knocked speaks first, “You murdered our brother!”

  “He stole my wife,” I say as I glare at the man. “Would you have me do anything else to him?”

  “You don’t know that for sure,” the other man shouts. “Maybe she went with him of her own accord.”

  “The way her hands were bound told me otherwise. I think it best you leave and get on with your business elsewhere. Your brother got what he deserved.” I try to close the door, but the one closest puts his hand out, stopping it.

  “I demand a duel,” he states. “At dawn tomorrow. Pistols.”

  “You are a fool. I will kill you. Both of you should go on home where ever that is and live to see another day. It’s not my wish to send you to where I sent your brother but I will if you make me.” I shift my weight and look the man dead in the eyes.

  He turns and takes his brother by the shoulder. “If you do manage to kill me, my brother here will kill you. See you at dawn in front of the Number Ten Saloon.” They walk away and I shake my head.

  “Fools!” I close the door and go back to my bedroom.

  Isabel is sitting up in the bed. Her spectacular breasts sit plump on her chest as she says, “Who was that?”

  I drop my pants and get back into bed. “Nobody, just a couple of idiots.” I run my hands over her breasts and lean over to pop one in my mouth.

  She strokes my hair and moans. “You sure? I thought I heard the word, ‘duel’ and could swear something about pistols at dawn.”

  Although I don’t want to, I pull my mouth from her delicious breast. “Okay, those were Paul’s brothers and they’re rather pissed I killed the bastard. They have this crazy notion to join him. I suppose I’ll have to kill them both as well. This happens sometimes when you take the life of someone. Their family rarely appreciates it.”

  After a few blinks she takes my face in her hands. “I don’t want you to do it! You might be the one who gets killed and that would kill me, Adam. Don’t do it, please.”

  To have her care is a thing I never realized would give me such pleasure. With a smile, I say, “It won’t be me who ends up on the ground, darlin’ I can assure you.”

  Isabel pulls me to her chest and squeezes me as hard as her little arms will let her. “No, Adam! What if that’s not how it happens and I’m left without you? Please find another way to deal with this. Can’t you put them in jail for threatening you?”

  Her juicy breast is right in my face and all I can think about is getting it into my mouth. But she seems genuinely afraid. I pull back and give her my best smile. “That’s not how things work out here. We have no room in the tiny jail to keep men for any length of time. It’s kind of different out here in the west.”

  “Maybe you should tell the other deputies,” she says as she runs her hand through her hair. “Levi would surely help you.”

  “I can take care of this myself. I don’t need Levi, or anyone else for that matter.” Heat fills me that she even thinks about him.

  I take her arm in my hand and pull her to me. She shakes her head and pulls back. “Stop being stubborn and allow people to help you, Adam. I don’t want you to die because you have too much pride to ask for some backup.”

  “You don’t know what stubborn is, woman!” I get out of the bed and pull my clothes on and leave the house. I slam the door as I do just so she can tell that I’m really pissed.

  Damn female! No confidence in my abilities!

  ISABEL

  Damn man! Would die before he sought help!

  I get up and clean myself. My body is a sticky mess and I know Adam’s is too and he left this house like that. People are going to think I’m a terrible wife now who lets her husband go around dirty.

  Why did he have to storm out of here? Why are men so hard to talk to about things? Why does it have to be this way?

  I pull on a light blue dress and put my hair up and leave the house to try to find either my husband or Nora. If he won’t ask for Levi’s help, I will. He can just be mad at me, at least he has a better chance at making it out of the dual alive.

  It’s been a couple of hours since he left the house and nearly sundown. We seem to have slept the day away. My body warms at why we were so exhausted and I tingle with the memory of him taking me over and over again.

  The saloon is already loud and I peek over the swinging doors. I scan the filled room and there he is. Propped up against the bar with a damn woman clad in a red dress standing much too close to him.

  He has a glass of amber liquid in his hand and a gleam in his eye that tells me he’s had a bit more of the liquor than he should have. I push the doors open and walk in.

  A few gasps and several moans I hear as I make my way over to my husband and the tramp who is talking to him. As I get close enough for the woman to hear, I say, “Move it along, heifer! He’s mine!”

  Adam finally looks at me and frowns. “I didn’t say you could come in here. This isn’t a place for a man’s wife!” He takes me by the arm and starts walking away with me.

  I look back and the blonde woman in the red dress is snickering behind her black gloved hand. I jerk my arm hard and get free from Adam and run towards the whore. “I will kill you!”

  She takes a few steps back and her grin is gone as she realizes I’m mad as hell. I lunge at her and my feet leave the floor as Adam has me by the waist, carrying me away. I’m beyond pissed as the crowd of people laugh.

  I wiggle and squirm to be let down, but Adam carries me all the way home before he finally puts my feet back on the ground. “What the hell was that, Isabel?”

  His handsome face is frowning at me and I can’t take it anymore. I bust our bawling. “Why were you with that woman?”

  Strong arms pull me to him and he runs his hands over my head. “Shh. Don’t cry, darlin’ you don’t have any reason to be upset. I wasn’t with that girl. I was just getting a few drinks to steady my temper that’s all.”

  His lips touch the top of my head and run my arms around him. “I don’t want to every see that again, Adam.”

  A deep chuckle shakes his body as I cling to him. “Okay, now no need to cry. I get it, you got jealous. It’s cute, actually.”

  I sniffle and pull back a bit. “I don’t feel cute. I feel mad and hot.”

  He brushes back a strand of hair that got away from the bun I put it in. “You’re cute, adorable really.” His lips brush mine. “That’s the first time any woman has ever gotten jealous over me. You looked like you were ready to kill her.”

  I look away, embarrassed. “I guess I did over react a little. It’s just that she was too close to you.”

  “I believe she was merely passing by me when you walked in. I hadn’t even been taking to anyone but Clyde behind the bar.” He pulls me with him back to the bedroom. “Come on, let’s get out of these clothes.”

  “Dinner is what I was about to make,” I say as I pull back, trying to stop him.

  He pauses. “I could eat. Let me help you.” He pulls me towards the kitchen area of the open room.

  This man is going to make me crazy, I can see it now!

  ADAM

  Dawn is peeking through my window way too early. I made sure Isabel is worn out so she can sleep through my little duel this morning. In silence I pull on my clothes and leave a little kiss on her kiss swollen lips before I head out, pistols strapped on.

  The street in front of the saloon is empty, except for the two brothers of the man I killed. One paces as the other watches me walk up. “Mornin’ I see you two are still going through with this.”

  The pacer stops and looks at me with tired eyes. “It’s a matter of honor.”

  “There is no honor in dying because your brother made a terrible decision that ended his life. That was his wrong, not yours. I take no pleasure in ending your lives.” I rest my hand on the butt of my pistol.

  “You seem certain it is you who will prevail, sir,” the man who is going to sho
ot last tells me.

  I nod. “This isn’t my first rodeo, boy. You’re a young man with a lot of life left ahead of you. Do yourself a favor and take a second to confer with your brother. I’ll wait.”

  “No need, mister,” he says. “Let’s do this.”

  I square off with the first brother and look into his dark brown eyes. His hand shakes as it nears his pistol at his side. He blinks and moves his hand, but not fast enough.

  My pistol is drawn and shot before his is even out of the holster. My eyes run straight over to his brother who’s groping to grab his gun. I wait until he has it in his hand before I grab the other gun and pull the trigger, sending him on with his brothers.

  The men lay on the dirt street, blood pooling around them as I shot them in the heart. It’s the fastest way to die and I take no pleasure in taking lives of those who have done no harm to others.

  “Adam!” a sweet, shrill voice shouts from behind me.

  I turn to find Isabel running down the street. No shoes and in her night dress, her hair still tasseled from sleep and all the love making we did last night until early this morning.

  Her arms go around me and I lift her up as she cries into my chest. “Shh. It’s okay, darlin’ I took care of them. It’s over now. You don’t have to cry. I’m fine.”

  Back home I carry her as a few of Deadwood’s resident’s come out their doors to see what the gunfire was about and find the two men lying lifeless in the street.

  It’s just another day in this town and they go back inside with a shake of their heads. The scene is one that happens all too often. Levi was on patrol and rides up. “What happened?”

  “The brothers of the bastard who kidnapped my wife had a problem with me killing him. So I sent them to be with him since they missed him so damn much.”

  Levi nods. “And the crying woman you have in your arms?”

  “She’s not real used to having her husband in such dangerous situations yet. It took a bit out of her.” I leave a kiss on top of her head.

  “Get some rest, Adam. I’ll take your afternoon shift today. She looks like she needs you around today,” Levi says before he rides away.