I let him keep playing for a few minutes because every nip, lick, and teasing suck was sending sparks straight down between my thighs, but the tremble had become a quake and I was worried I wasn’t going to be able to keep standing. I slid my hand over his head. His dark hair was trimmed close, but it was just slightly longer on top, not enough for me to grab though. He released my nipple with a wet pop and my thighs clenched at the sound. He looked up at me and those eyes were a dark gray.
“Steel.” I tried to push him back a little bit. He grabbed the wrist of my hand that was in his hair and pinned it against the door, above my head. He lowered his face, lips skimming my jaw as he grabbed my other hand and pinned it down against the door near my hip. I loved the way his beard rasped against my skin whenever he kissed me.
“I’m not done.” His throaty growl had heat pooling low in my belly. I couldn’t hold back the little moan his words pulled out of me. He leaned harder into me and released my lower wrist so he could pick up my thigh and wrap it around his waist. I gasped and closed my eyes, his dick pressing into me. It’d been too long since I’d felt like this. Hell, it’d been too long since I’d even taken care of my own needs, let alone anyone else’s. His low chuckle in my ear had a shiver skating down my spine. “I’m going to fuck you hard, Remi,” he said into my ear, rubbing his cheek against mine. His filthy words tore another groan out of me and that seemed to spur him on.
Steel banded one strong arm around my waist and yanked me up against his body, then moved us backward. It was strangely sexy how easily he was able to move me around. He opened the door we’d been leaning on and then let me slide down his body, slowly. The feel of his muscles sliding against my skin had tingles shooting across every nerve ending in my body. Steel walked me backward until my knees hit the bed and with a grin, he tumbled me back onto it. I scooted back, making room, and watched as he reached behind him, caught his shirt, and ripped it off over his head in one smooth movement. The breath caught in my throat.
Holy muscles, Batman. My eyes scoured over his chest.
He had tattoos running from his left shoulder down his arm and over the back of his hand. I licked my lips. I hadn’t thought about tattoos one way or another before, just like I hadn’t thought about large muscles, and now I was thinking I’d been missing out. My two prior boyfriends certainly hadn’t been built like this. I eyed his body, taking in his six-pack, all the way down to where his low-slung jeans showed off that sexy vee of muscle that led down underneath his waistband.
Steel knelt on the bed, then crawled across it toward me and all the thoughts scattered out of my head. His large hand wrapped around my left ankle and my eyes widened when I realized what he was about to do just before he yanked me back across the bed toward him. I laughed when he pounced on me and buried his face between my breasts.
The laugh choked off and I nearly swallowed my tongue as he went back to tormenting my nipples with his teeth. At the same time, his hand slid down my body and I felt him cup my pussy through my panties. My hips arched involuntarily as the heat of his hand made contact. I keened, irritated that the scrap of fabric was in the way. I felt the rumble of his chest more than heard his chuckle.
Chapter 29
Steel
I couldn’t help but laugh as I heard Remi’s frustrated noise. I knew how she felt, but now that I finally had her here and alone, where no one could interrupt us, I was going to take my time. Swirling my tongue around her nipple, I slid my finger under the side of her lace underwear. Her hips moved restlessly, so I threw a thigh over hers to pin her in place.
I ran my fingers over the top of her thighs, then slowly moved them down to that spot between her legs. Watching her face, I felt my breathing deepen as Remi held my gaze while I inched my hand higher. When I parted her folds and lightly circled her clit with the pad of my finger, she let her head drop back. I gave a quick flick over her sensitive flesh. She gasped and tried to lift her hips to increase the pressure of my finger. My thigh prevented that, and I grinned when she lifted her head and frowned down at me.
Remi was panting hard and that, plus the other sounds she was making, was really testing the limits of my control. She was so fucking sexy. I grabbed her panties and ripped them off of her, watching in satisfaction as her pupils dilated at the action. I skated both hands from her hips up to her ribs, then back down as I backed myself down her body. I closed my eyes and rubbed my face on her thigh as I moved.
Her silky skin made mine feel more sensitive. She was so smooth everywhere and I just wanted to grab handfuls of her and taste her all night. Remi started to reach for me as I withdrew from her, but I pinned her closest wrist down to the bed and used my other hand to open her thighs enough to settle my wide shoulders between them. Understanding dawned and her eyes widened, but I didn’t give her more time to react.
Lowering my head, I moved one hand to her inner thigh, using it and my shoulders to hold them open, and took a long slow lick from the bottom of her slit all the way to her clit. Her cry and the way her one free hand flew to my hair, clenching there, had me desperately reigning in my control again. No other woman had ever tested my patience the way she did. She tasted too sweet to stop now though. I used my tongue, lips, and even a light scrape of teeth to see how many sounds I could draw out of her. She was writhing below me; I’d had to lay an arm over hips to hold her in place. I could tell she was close, and I wanted to make her cum on my tongue before I fucked her. Circling her clit with my tongue I slid a finger inside her and grinned to myself at her breathy moan.
There’d be no quiet sex with my girl. That thought had my dick pulsing harder. Remi was soaking wet. I slid my finger in and out of her tight pussy. Curling my finger, I hit her g-spot, and she bucked her hips. Adding a second finger, I sped up the rhythm of my tongue as I felt her contracting around me.
I kept up the motion with my hand while I brought her clit fully into my mouth and sucked hard. She screamed and her muscles bore down on my fingers hard as her orgasm shattered her.
Fuck yes. I sucked on her through the waves of pleasure. Finally, her eyes opened, and I released her clit and slid my fingers out. Swiping my tongue up and down a few times, I licked up all her sweetness before sticking my fingers into my mouth and cleaning them off. Her eyes widened as she watched me, and her cheeks went pink.
“You taste fucking delicious.” Her cheeks went from pink to red, her mouth opened in shock. I covered it with mine and groaned when her tongue swept in to tangle with mine. I quickly stood up and shucked my boots, then jeans off.
When I looked back at her, I saw the huge grin on her face. “What?”
“You go commando?” She asked teasingly.
I chuckled. “Most of the time, yeah.” I crawled back onto the bed, covering her body with mine.
Palming the base of my cock, my breath hissed out when her hand settled around me, right above my hand. I gripped her wrist and shook my head when she looked at me questioningly.
“Not this time.” There was no way I was going to be able to last long enough to make this good for her if she started touching me. Not this first time. The evil smile that crossed her face told me she wasn’t going to listen to me, so I grabbed both her wrists and pinned them above her head. Shifting both to one hand, I reached down and palmed my dick as I pushed forward slowly into her.
We both groaned as I slowly filled her. Fuck, this was torture. I wanted to thrust forward and bury my cock in her, but I didn’t want to hurt her either. So, inch by inch, I slid into her heat as she gripped me. Gritting my teeth, I held still once I finally bottomed out. Our ragged breathing was the only sound as I gave her a chance to get used to my size.
“Steel.” I looked down into those whiskey-colored eyes. “Fuck me. Please.” She begged and it tore the last of my patience to shreds. I withdrew only to thrust back in, and we both groaned in pleasure. I set a fast, demanding pace, and the friction grew, pulling us both higher. It felt like I couldn’t get deep enough inside of
her wet heat to satisfy myself. Reaching between us, I used my thumb to circle her clit while I kept pounding into her. Remi’s breathing got choppier and choppier as she moved against me.
Dropping my head to her neck, I nipped her delicate skin and enjoyed the way her pussy fluttered around me. I wasn’t going to finish until she came at least once more. Luckily for me, I could tell she was, once again, right there. “Come all over my dick, Rem,” I growled into her ear as I plowed into her hard, paused, then ground in a circle, rubbing against her g-spot at the same time as I pushed down hard against her clit. She came with a shrill scream. Her body shuddered, and I resumed thrusting, drawing out her orgasm.
As soon as Remi started to come down from the high, I gripped both of her hips and focused on chasing my own pleasure. It hit me like a freight train, and I felt Remi wrap her legs around my hips and tighten her inner muscles, which drug a low groan out of me. Her convulsions milked every drop of cum out of me.
I rolled over to avoid crushing her and drug her half on top of my body. I pulled her dress off, it had gotten shoved down around her waist and I’d been in too much of a hurry to fully remove it. Tossing it onto the floor I pulled so she was once again laying half on top of me. We were both still breathing hard.
I trailed my fingers up and down her spine while I lay with my eyes closed, trying to remember the last time I’d been this fucking relaxed. Remi made a little noise that almost sounded like a purr as she shifted into a more comfortable position. I couldn’t help but grin in satisfaction. I smoothed my hand over her hair then went back to trailing my fingers over her back.
Moving wasn’t in my plans for the next hour, at least. Then maybe we’d do that again. I opened my eyes when I felt her breathing even out and glanced down. Her cheek was flat against my chest, arm wrapped around my waist, and she’d fallen asleep. I watched her quietly for a minute before I reached over and hit both switches on the lamp next to the bed, which turned off both the overhead light and the lamp. It only took a few minutes before I drifted off with her in my arms.
Chapter 30
Remi
Sunlight stabbed my eyes, and I cracked them open, then closed them with a groan. I always closed my blackout curtains at night before going to bed. Why hadn’t I last night? As my brain woke up slowly, I realized there was a heavy arm over my hip and a hard erection digging into my ass. I glanced over my shoulder and grinned. Steel was snoring softly. His hard body was curled up behind me and he was putting off so much heat I almost didn’t need any covers.
I pulled the blankets off and started to slide out of bed when his arm tightened around me and he hauled me back against him. The snoring had stopped, but he was still asleep. I huffed out a laugh and tried again.
“Go back to sleep,” Steel mumbled as he kept me pressed up against him.
“Steel. I have to go to the bathroom.” He sighed but rolled over onto his back and flung the back of his arm over his face. I stood up and smiled down at him. The blankets were pooled low over his hips and I stared down at his gorgeous body. Nature pulled me away, though.
A few minutes later when I came out of the bathroom, I slowly walked up to the bed and stopped staring down at him again. Steel had rolled onto his stomach, his cheek pillowed on his arm. The muscles in his back were impressive. Hell, all of him was impressive. I pulled the blankets down lower to get a better look and shamelessly ogled his ass.
Trailing a finger down the length of his back, I smiled when he let out a soft huff of breath. I moved my finger lower then let out a yelp when he flipped around, grabbed my wrist, and yanked me down on the bed. One minute I was standing there, the next I was lying under him.
“Morning.” He grinned; those flinty eyes were sleepy but mischievous. Before I could respond he was kissing me. I moaned and wrapped my arms around his neck. Arching my back, I rubbed my breasts against his chest.
I wouldn’t mind a replay of last night. Before we could go any further, my phone’s ringtone went off in the living room. We broke apart, and I looked over at the nightstand and gasped. It was nine a.m. Shit. I’d missed my first class of the morning.
Steel stood and helped me up before disappearing into the bathroom. I ran into the room and found my phone. The display flashed Bridget’s name before I answered. She’d tried texting multiple times before she’d given in and called.
“Hey Bridge.”
“Hey, Rem. You must have had a good night.” I frowned. She had a teasing sound in her voice, but she also sounded odd. Almost like she’d been crying.
“Yeah.” I glanced up as Steel walked out, naked. I looked down when his gaze raked down my body and I realized I was also standing there naked. I grabbed his leather coat off the couch and put it on. It hung down to mid-thigh on me and I narrowed my eyes at him. He just smirked at me before disappearing into the bedroom again.
“Is everything ok, Bridget?” I thought I heard her breath shudder.
“Of course. I just wanted to check in on you. No one saw you come home last night, and Julie said you weren’t in your first class this morning.”
I grinned. “Yeah… I’ll tell you later,” I muttered as Steel walked out, with only those low-slung jeans on, and over to the kitchen where he started making breakfast.
“Why aren’t you in class?”
She paused. “I had dinner with my parents last night. It was a last-minute thing, and I didn’t feel like going to classes today.”
Okay. Something was wrong. I glanced over at Steel and found him watching me.
“Okay, well, I’m going to be home in a while. Then we’re going to talk about it.” Her sigh told me she knew I didn’t buy that she was telling me the truth, or at least not all of it.
“Fine. But don’t hurry home for me. I’ll be here all day and I don’t want to ruin the rest of your date.” Now her voice sounded smug.
“Love you.” I hung up after she reciprocated.
“Everything alright?” Steel was turned back toward the stove, scrambling eggs, but he shot me a look of concern.
“Yeah, I think so.” I walked up and slid my arms around his waist from behind, pressing my breasts against his back. He stiffened slightly, and I was about to pull away, thinking I’d overstepped somehow when he turned with a growl and used the edges of his coat to tug me against him. He kissed me hard, his tongue sliding into my mouth as he backed me against the island.
“I can’t fucking get enough of you,” He muttered against my lips. I pulled his head down so that his mouth crushed into mine harder, deepening the kiss. Before his hands could start wandering, I slid out from between him and the counter and darted away when he lunged for me.
I laughed at the look on his face. “I’m hungry. Is any of that for me?” I nodded at the eggs. He grumbled but finished cooking them and handed me a plate after dishing them. “Thank you.” I met his eyes and smiled at him.
We ate while standing at the island. We were quiet, but it was a comfortable, companionable silence. When I was finished, I put my dishes in the sink and pushed the sleeves of his jacket up to wash up.
“Leave them.” I glanced over my shoulder when he said it. “I’ll do them later.” He left his on the island and started stalking toward me, unblinkingly. I swallowed. His eyes roamed down between my breasts and down my stomach, the trail of flesh that was left bare where his jacket fell apart. He reached for me and pulled me against him.
A loud knock on the door made me jolt in his arms and yelp. I lifted a hand over my mouth, embarrassed by the sound. He looked torn between amusement at my reaction and irritation at whoever was disturbing us. I pulled out of his arms and went back into the bedroom, grabbing my jacket as I went.
I laid his jacket on the bed and pulled my dress over my head. It felt weird to not be wearing a bra or panties underneath, but I’d found the scrap of lace, and Steel had destroyed those last night. I felt myself getting wet and clenched my thighs together.
Get it together, Remi. I pulled on my socks,
shoes, then jacket and listened at the door. Their voices were a low murmur that I couldn’t quite make out. Whoever Steel was talking to was still there, so I sat on his bed and waited.
A little while later he came into the room and held out his hands to pull me up. Once on my feet, he tugged me into his arms. He smelled so good. “Hey, I have to head into the garage. Something… came up and I have to go deal with it.”
I nodded, my head bumping against where his chin was resting on it. Steel fisted his hand in my hair and tugged my head backward, laying his lips on mine, and kissed me softly. “No problem. I should be getting home anyway.” We quickly finished up and left the clubhouse behind, heading toward the city.
Chapter 31
Remi
Steel dropped me off in front of my house and kissed me again. “I’ll call you later.” His voice was low. I smiled at him and nodded. I walked up the path to my house and turned to watch as he took off down the street. Two houses over, Mr. Rechinich scowled at the bike as it drove by and then over at me. I smiled pleasantly at him and waved. He blinked owlishly at me and went inside his house.
Nosey old fart.
“Bridget?!” I called as I walked into the house. I glanced around. She wasn’t in the kitchen or living room. The house was quiet. I trotted upstairs and lightly tapped on her closed bedroom door. I heard her sniff inside.
Uh oh.
Opening the door, I peeked my head in. Bridget was lying on her side, facing away from the door. Her shoulders were shaking, almost silently. I hurried over to her and laid down behind her on the bed, wrapping my arms around her.
“What happened, Bridge?” She started sobbing openly. I laid there quietly, letting her get it all out.
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