Reckless Hearts
By Linny Lawless
Table of Contents
Title Page
Reckless Hearts | By Linny Lawless
CHAPTER 1 | MADI
CHAPTER 2 | BEN
CHAPTER 3 | MADI
CHAPTER 4 | BEN
CHAPTER 5 | MADI
CHAPTER 6 | BEN
CHAPTER 7 | MADI
EPILOGUE | VALENTINE’S DAY | MADI
Reckless Hearts
By Linny Lawless
Ben drove a fast muscle car and rode a bad-ass motorcycle. He was just too perfect, and moving in right next door to me.
Copyright 2020 by Linny Lawless
All rights reserved.
This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, brands, and incidents are the product of my imagination and used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or establishments, is solely coincidental.
This book contains mature content and is intended for adults 18+ only.
Cover Models: Brian Boynton and Emily Pelc
Photographer: Lindee Robinson Photography
Cover Design: Linny Lawless
Editing and Proofreading: Debbie Barbosa Dumke of Two Naughty Book Babe’s Editing
Personal Assistants: Mikki Thomas and Kristin Youngblood
CHAPTER 1
MADI
Summers in Virginia are not only hot but humid. I had eighties pop songs playing on my Bluetooth speaker while I sipped on my margarita poolside with my friend Carly. I was telling her about my night with Alex. I had a few hook-ups with him in the past few months. The sex was good but I always felt crappy about myself when I left his condo at midnight.
Carly huffed “Oh Madi. Alex has hooked you, hook line and sinker. A booty call, that’s all it is. Then you feel bad about yourself when you leave his place. You deserve to be treated a lot better than that.”
“But he’s so charismatic, good looking. And the sex is good.”
“Alex is a player. He doesn’t seem genuine to me at all. Why do you have to leave his place after he fucks you? He should let you sleepover, then make you coffee and breakfast in bed!”
I knew Carly was right. I was more introverted than all my girlfriends. I would much rather stay home all weekend and binge watch Netflix shows or read a good book. Alex was the first guy that showed any interest in me. I’d been on a few blind dates, but it was either I wasn’t interested or they weren’t.
I sipped the last of my margarita and didn’t want to talk about Alex anymore. I climbed off my lounge. “Well, it doesn’t matter. I probably won’t hear from him for another month. I’ll go make us another round of drinks.”
I went into my house, to the kitchen and blended the strawberry margaritas. When the blender shut off, I heard the loud sound of an old muscle car. I moved the curtain aside and looked out my kitchen window.
The car was black with white stripes on the hood and it parked in the driveway at the house next to mine. My landlord had told me once that an elderly man used to live in the house, but I had never met him since I moved into mine six months ago. The driver of the car climbed out and walked to the front door. He had blond hair that was spiked and messy on top. He wore a grey tank top and I could see his muscular shoulders and tattooed arms. But I couldn’t see his eyes since he wore a pair of aviator type shades. He had a chiseled jaw with a short-trimmed beard. As he walked, I got a glimpse of his ass.
“Wow.” I whispered as my eyes followed his nice backside.
When he disappeared into the house, I dropped the curtain and went back to pouring the slushy margaritas into glasses for me and Carly.
I carried them out back to the pool and handed a cup to Carly. “Looks like I have a new neighbor.”
Carly sat up on the chaise lounge and pulled her glasses up onto her head “I heard the car. Is he hot?”
“He sure is.”
Carly was off the lounge. “I want a sneak-peek.”
With the margarita in one hand, she hurried to the high fence and looked over.
“Carly – don’t be so obvious!” I complained but followed behind.
Just then, the hottie with the blond hair appeared again from the house.
“Hello!” Carly called out. “Are you the new neighbor?”
I stood beside her and looked over.
“I sure am!” He said and when he grinned, I suddenly felt like the air was knocked out of me.
We stood only a few feet from him, the fence a barrier.
“Welcome to the neighborhood! I’m Carly and this is my friend, Madison. Everyone calls her Madi. She lives here.”
He nodded then, looked at me, with that sexy grin, “Nice to meet you Carly and Madi. The name is Benjamin. Call me Ben.” He still had his shades on and I was dying to see what color his eyes were. “That’s a nice pool, and a good day to take a dip.”
I was just standing there gawking at him but nodded toward the pool. “Uh. Yeah, it’s nice. I’m renting the house. The owners are retired and moved to Florida. That’s a really nice car you have. It’s loud too.”
“You probably heard me coming from two blocks away. That’s my Chevelle. She’s my beauty. I ride a Harley too and the pipes are just as loud. You’ll always hear me first before you see me.”
My nipples got hard just then.
Ben drove a fast muscle car and rode a bad-ass motorcycle. He was just too perfect and moving in right next door to me.
CHAPTER 2
BEN
When my grandpa passed away six months ago, my family fought over all that was his like a bunch of vultures. But Grandpa Henry left me the house in his will, and there was nothing my crazy dysfunctional family could do about it. I did a quick walk-thru of the house and it was in good shape and just needed some cleaning, which I planned on paying a maid to do. Soon the house would become my own man cave.
Meeting my new neighbor, Madi and her friend Carly was an added bonus to moving into the house. Carly the blond, was pretty. But I really liked Madi’s dark brown hair. It was up in a messy bun, and she had all the right curves in a cute black bathing suit with little red hearts all over it. Since I had my shades on so she couldn’t see that my eyes roamed down that Smokin hot bod of hers. Then I wondered what Madi smelled like, tasted like. The front of my jeans suddenly felt a bit snug.
Within a few weeks, I moved my things into the house. I was all settled in, other than a few unpacked boxes here and there. I would see Madi every morning because she left for work at the same time as I did. She was usually dressed in business casual. Sometimes she’d have her hair up in a ponytail or she’d have it free and wavy down her back.
One morning I was heading out to go to work. When I opened my door, there stood Madi looking as if she was just about to knock. She combed a hand through that pretty brown hair, “Hi Ben. I’m sorry to bother you, but my car won’t start and I’m already running late for work. I think it’s the battery. Can you please take a look at it for me?”
“Sure. I’ll get you started up in no time.” I winked and she blushed.
I pulled the portable jump starter out of the trunk of my Chevelle and carried it over to her driveway. She climbed in her little Mazda and popped the hood. I raised it and clamped the cables to the battery. Madi turned the ignition two times and on the third, it started up. I pulled the clamps off and shut the hood.
“Thank you so much, Ben. You just saved me from losing my job.” She said with a pretty smile.
I shut her car door, and she rolled down her window. I leaned down, planting my elbows on the door. “You need a new battery.”
“Ugh. I know. Money is tight for me this month. Do you know where I can get one for cheap?”
“Sure. I
work a few miles away at Maniac Motors. I’ll get you a good price on a new battery. I’ll put it in for you too.” I knew she got my double meaning.
Her eyes lit up, “Really? You would do that for me?”
I couldn’t help but picture those pouty lips as she sucked my hard dick.
“Of course, cutie pie. Don’t want your car to be stalling on you. It’s not safe. I’ll give you a ride to and from work today.”
I drove her to work in my Chevelle and like most females, Madi enjoyed the ride. It was a short drive to the office building where she worked. But I had the sudden urge to pull her across my bench seat so that our thighs touched.
Later that day I picked Madi up from work and installed the new battery in her car.
“I can’t thank you enough, Ben.” She said as I closed the hood of her car. “How much do I owe you for the car battery?”
“Hundred bucks.”
“Shit! I don’t get paid until Friday. Can I pay you half then and half the following week?” She looked worried and it hit me in the gut.
“Go out on a date with me and we’ll call it even.”
Her brows shot up “A date?”
“Sure. Unless you have a boyfriend. If you do, then he’s one lucky guy.”
“I don’t have a boyfriend.”
“Great!”
She giggled and it was cute as fuck. “Just a date. No sex.”
“That happens on the second date.” I teased and winked at her. “How about Saturday afternoon. I’ll take you for a ride on the Harley.”
“I’ve never ridden on a motorcycle before.”
“It’s easy and it’s fun. All you need to do is hold on to me.”
CHAPTER 3
MADI
Saturday afternoon I walked over to Ben’s house dressed in a black tank top, jeans and a pair of sneakers. Ben stood beside his black Harley, looking so damn sexy! His broad shoulders and tattooed arms were tanned, and he wore a grey tank top, torn, faded jeans with black boots. He hadn’t put on his shades yet and when I looked into his sky-blue eyes, I was weak in the knees.
“Are you ready to ride Madi?” he said with a sexy deep voice.
“I’m ready!”
Ben placed a helmet on my head and snapped it in place under my chin. “This lid is DOT approved, to protect that pretty head of yours.”
He snapped his helmet on, we put our shades on then Ben swung his leg over his bike, climbing on. I climbed on behind him and was brazen enough to wrap my arms around his waist. I touched the solid muscles of his stomach and inhaled deep to catch his male scent. He smelled just as yummy as he looked.
He started the bike and it roared to life. Then he placed one hand down on both of mine, “You’re gonna be a natural at this. I can feel it already.”
I felt completely safe with Ben as we rode on his motorcycle. I leaned with him into the curves it did feel natural to me. But after a thirty-minute ride, I was ready to get off. I think Ben could tell I needed a break since I was new to it. He parked the bike at The Grits N Gravy Diner. It was printed on their sign that they were established back in 1955.
After we climbed off the bike and took our helmets off, Ben offered his hand to me and I took it. An erotic jolt of energy passed between us making my pulse race. We just stood there staring into each other’s eyes for a long moment. I was breathless. I couldn’t speak.
Ben cleared his throat, “I hope you felt that too.”
All I could do was just nod ‘yes’.
I wanted him to kiss me so badly right at that moment. But he moved first, and we walked hand in hand into the diner together. But I hoped he would kiss me by the time our date ended.
Ben said it wasn’t a fancy restaurant for the first date, but the diner had the best greasy food within a hundred-mile radius.
We sat in a booth and ordered the same thing - cheeseburgers, fries, and two of their famous root beer floats. Ben was very comfortable in his own skin but was not arrogant. He had this boyish charm and a goofy sense of humor, making me laugh at some of the silliest things. He worked at Maniac Motors - a custom car builder shop, working there as a mechanic. Ben knew so much about cars, motorcycles and anything that was pretty much a machine of some kind.
I felt dizzy and drunk with happiness, while I clung tight to Ben on the ride back. He cupped his hand on the back of my left thigh as the warm summer air pushed against us.
Ben parked the bike up into his driveway. When we climbed off, he hung the helmets on the handlebars. He was quick, snatching me around the waist and kissed me. I moaned, wrapping my arms around his broad shoulders. He bit my bottom lip, then drew it into his mouth and sucked lightly, while pressing me close against his hard body.
I gasped, “I’m dizzy. If you let me go, I think I’ll fall.” I whispered.
“Then I’ll catch you.” He said as he dipped down, planting soft kisses along my neck and shoulder. Erotic heat shot straight to my nipples and down between my thighs.
I giggled “Ben. We can’t just make out here in your driveway!”
He growled and nipped my ear. “I’m not ready for our date to end just yet, so let’s go take a dip in your pool.”
I rushed over to my house and changed into a turquoise blue bikini. A few minutes later, Ben entered my backyard through the side gate. He carried a six-pack of beer wearing a pair of blue swim trunks. It hung low showing off the sexy V of his hips, making my mouth water.
We both took a dive into the pool and it felt so good on a hot summer day. I knew I would not be able to resist Ben if he kissed me again. My willpower to stay in control of my desire for him was shot to hell when I looked into his eyes. He waded toward me and I swam away until my back pressed against the wall of the pool. Ben braced his hands on the ledge on both sides of me so that I was caged in.
“I’m trying to behave on this date, Madi. But I’m dying to do things to you.”
“Like what kind of things?”
“I’ll show you.”
His sexy mouth was on my lips again and our kisses were fast and frenzied. I dug my nails into his shoulders. His hands moved to my waist, then slid down and cupped my ass, squeezing. He tugged my bikini down and captured my right nipple into his warm mouth. I leaned my head back, both my nipples hardening like pebbles as he licked and sucked. His other hand snaked down lower and disappeared underwater and into my bikini bottoms. His finger glided along my opening, and he groaned against my nipple sliding his finger inside me.
I wrapped my thighs around his waist, wanting him, needing him. He tugged at the strings on my bikini bottom yanking them away. He pulled his trunks down under the water and rubbed his hard, thick cock along my eager opening.
“I want to fill you up Madi, and fuck you. But if you want me to stop now, then say it.” He growled as he clenched his jaw, his blue eyes full of hunger.
“Please don’t stop!” I begged.
With one swift thrust of his hips, I was fully penetrated and stretched by his hard shaft.
When I cried out, he covered my mouth with his hand, “Hush babe, don’t want someone calling the cops.”
I nodded and closed my eyes letting Ben have his way, driving into me, wild and erotic. It was heated and rushed, the cool water making us both feel weightless. He grinded against me, just above my opening, hitting my most sensitive spot. His rhythm made me suddenly explode with an orgasm. I cried out, oblivious to our surroundings and being outdoors. He suddenly pulled himself out of me. I looked into his eyes as he stroked his erection between our bodies. He groaned with pleasure as he squirted his cum in the cool water. I still hung onto him, my legs and arms wrapped around him. We both were breathing heavily.
But then that nagging stab of guilt came. The same guilt I felt about myself when I left Alex’s house after a few hours of sex with him. I was only worth a booty call and was so pissed. Only at myself though, because I had let another guy make me feel like crap all over again.
I let Ben go and dove underwater t
o grab my bikini bottoms and swam to the other side of the pool. I tied it back on and climbed out. I grabbed a towel off the lounge and wrapped it around my body.
Ben climbed out of the pool right after me. “What’s wrong Madi? Did I hurt you?”
“No. I just.... I don’t know.”
“Sorry. I was too quick. You’re just too damn hard for me to resist! We’ll take it slow next time, okay?”
I stepped back. “There won’t be a next time. Please leave Ben.”
I AVOIDED BEN THE WHOLE week after only because I was embarrassed and felt horrible about myself. I was afraid Ben saw me as some desperate neighbor who would spread her legs just for attention. I led him on and fucked him in my pool just a few hours after the ride on his motorcycle.
CHAPTER 4
BEN
I was a complete asshole for what I did to Madi on our date the week before. The way she looked at me with those pretty brown eyes when we dove into her pool. It just felt so fucking good to be inside her while I kissed her, I lost all control. What began as the best day ever spent with Madi ended up a train wreck. I saw Madi one morning as she left for work and she didn’t look my way like I didn’t exist. I deserved it though.
“Just go knock on her door. Apologize and talk to her.” Travis said as I shot another one of his low balls into the side pocket. He was a buddy of mine that worked Maniac Motors with me. It was the following weekend as I drank some beers and shot pool with Travis at the local Brass Balls Billiards.
“If it was that easy, I would’ve done it already. I fucked it all up. On the first date!”
“Then send her flowers or something. Girls like that romance or expensive stuff.”
“Madi isn’t like that. She’s not high-maintenance like some of the other women I’ve hooked up with.”
“That’s the best advice I got. But we need to shift gears right about now. Look who just walked in.” Travis said, nodding to the entrance of the pool hall.
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