“The president, right? I saw his leather vest.”
“It’s called a cut. And yeah, he’s the guy in charge of all of us. A shit job if you ask me,” I joke.
“What’s it like? Being a biker?”
I’ve been expecting her to ask. “Busy. The best brotherhood you’ll find. The men in my club are closer than family. I trust them with my life.”
Noelle tilts her head to the side, giving me a long, intense stare before replying. “And the outlaw part?”
“Someday, baby, when you’re ready, we’ll get into that conversation.” I’m not avoiding it. I just don’t think she really wants to know. Not yet. I’m right when she doesn’t press for more.
I finish my cocoa and stretch my legs out, finally relaxing now that I’m warm. “C’mere, beautiful.”
She sets down her mug and scoots closer, a bit shy.
I slide my arm around her shoulders and draw her close. After dropping a kiss on her forehead, I lay my head back. “Not gonna lie, I’m tired. Would you mind if I shut my eyes for half an hour?”
“Not at all. Want me to set an alarm?”
How adorable. “Yeah, babe. Stay close.”
“I will.”
Chapter 5 Noelle
Torque falls asleep almost instantly. I listen to his even, deep breathing as my ear rests over his heart. There’s a steady thrum that makes me relax. With his arm around me, it’s impossible not to snuggle against him as I stifle a yawn. It’s been a long day. I could use a nap myself.
I’m startled awake when my alarm goes off, jerking me out of a dreamless sleep. I stretch my hand across the sofa and lift my head, reaching for my phone. I turn it off as Torque’s hands wrap around my hips, and he tugs me over his lap.
I’m facing the sexy biker as he stares at my mouth, his eyes focused on my lips.
“This mouth.” He brushes a thumb over my bottom lip. “I can’t stop thinking about these soft lips.”
It’s all the warning I get before he jumps up, lays me back against the sofa cushions, and settles between my thighs. I blink as he lowers his head. A soft growl tumbles free before he takes what he wants, crushing his mouth to mine. It’s a frenzied, messy kiss. The type of kiss that can’t be held back because the need behind it is so strong.
It’s a clashing, lust-fueled collision. The type of kiss I’ve always read about in romance novels but never experienced for myself. The way he pulls me in and holds me there, making me available as he ravages my mouth, sends shooting tingles of want down to my core. I can feel the arousal as it blossoms, likely dampening my underwear. I’ve never felt so consumed and desired.
My thoughts are scattered. I just feel. Emotion fuels my every breath.
When I rock my hips against him, he grabs my hip and holds me still. His mouth leaves mine, and the hunger in his eyes isnearly my undoing. I’ve never been so wanton. Torque makes me forget the whole world when his lips are on mine. It’s nearly catastrophic. Yet, I love it.
“Darlin’, I’ve got to stop. Trust me. I don’t want to, but I also don’t want to move too fast and for you to think this is all I want from you because it’s not.”
His confession both pleases and surprises me. “That’s good to know.”
Torque sits back and hauls me with him. I straddle his lap, facing him a second time. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Noelle.”
The way he says it, I know he’s not lying. “Thanks.”
His lips twitch with an almost smile. “It’s true. You’re a fucking knockout, baby. These curves.” He grips my hips tighter. “And this ass. Damn.” He slides his palms over my bottom and squeezes.
The action pushes my core up against his crotch, and I can feel his erection. It’s not tiny either. He’s huge if this is any indicator. And the man is definitely turned on.
An involuntary moan escapes me in response.
“Fuck, darlin’. You keep making noises like this, and I’ll need to taste you.”
Does he mean my mouth or my. . . pussy? Oh, I want to find out.
