I weave my fingers into her long hair and tug gently, making her lift her head up again. I press my lips to her forehead, nose, and cheeks, finally giving her a short, sweet kiss on her swollen lips. This is how I should have ended things earlier. With orgasms and gentle kisses.
“You felt it, too?” I ask, resting my forehead on hers.
She nods and bites her lip before answering. “I felt it. I feel you, Reaper.”
“Thank fuck.” I wrap her up in my arms and hold her close while we soak up the significance of this moment.
Before long, I hear Lynx’s soft little snores. I smile to myself at how adorable she is. I can’t wait to wear her out like this timeand time again. Hopefully, next time it will be with my tongue, followed by my cock.
8
LYNX
I’ve been staring at Reaper all day through the glass door leading to the garage bay. The sculpted muscles of his forearms and biceps glisten with a thin sheen of sweat, the orange glow of the setting sun lighting him up like some kind of heavenly motorcycle god.
It was busy in the shop today, but I kept sneaking glances at the man who made me see stars last night. Not just stars. Reaper showed me an entire universe of pleasure I never could have imagined. And I can’t wait for more.
Checking over the schedule, I see there aren’t any more appointments for the day. The last customer rode away on their freshly tuned-up and polished bike a few minutes ago, which means Reaper and I are alone. Finally.
I shut down the computer and tidy up the front desk before slipping into the garage bay. Reaper doesn’t notice at first, so I take the opportunity to sneak up behind him.
“I like motorcycles, but do you think you could help me find something else to ride?” I ask, barely able to suppress my laughter at my cringey pick-up line.
Reaper turns around, his eyebrows nearly touching his hairline as his wide eyes blink at me. I’ve never seen him sosurprised, and I must say, I enjoy it. I’ll have to surprise him more often.
I burst out laughing when his ears turn bright red. Is the revered MC president blushing? Adorable.
“Trying to get me into bed, dandelion?” he asks once he’s recovered from the shock.
“How dare you!” I tease, gasping dramatically. “I just wanted to be a good secretary and see if you need any help finishing up.” Reaper eyes me suspiciously as I step in front of him, my back pressed up against his chest. I bend over the bike he was working on, my ass brushing against his already half-hard cock. God, I felt it through his jeans last night, and it’s just as impressive today.
“Careful,” he warns, his hands circling my hips and gently pushing me away.
I stand next to him, studying the motorcycle as if I might problem-solve whatever is broken. “What’s that part for over there?” I ask, bending over and pointing at nothing in particular. My breasts graze his forearm, making him groan. I’ve never seduced anyone before, obviously, but I think I’m getting the hang of it.
Reaper spins me around and presses me against the wall. He slides his hands down my body, slipping them under the hem of my dress with a frantic energy that matches my own. I moan when the rough pads of his fingers start stroking my bare skin. Everywhere his skin touches me burns deliciously, the sensation sinking down deep inside of me.
He presses himself further into me, his thick, hard length rubbing against my core. My aching nipples scrape against the hard planes of his chest, causing a shiver to run down my spine. I reach up, stretching my body to loop my arms around his neck and pull him closer to me.
“Fuck,” Reaper grunts, sounding almost in pain. “Are you trying to kill me, woman?”
“Who, me?” My eyes widen in mock surprise as my lips form a slight pout. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
My growly biker buries his face into the side of my neck, his beard scraping across my skin. I gasp at the sensation, instantly wondering what it would feel like to have his beard rubbing against the insides of my thighs.
“Yes, you, my little minx,” he rasps against the shell of my ear. “You’re giving me all kinds of filthy fucking ideas.”
His words slide down my spine, followed by a liquid heat pooling between my thighs. I’ve never been this turned on before, and he’s hardly touched me. Our gazes lock, our lips mere inches apart. “Like what?” I breathe out, barely above a whisper.
Reaper chuckles, the sound dark and deep as it falls from his lips. His blue eyes sharpen as they narrow at me. “Want me to tell you exactly how I’m going to ruin you?” I feel his growled words more than I hear them. I nod, and am rewarded by a soft kiss below my ear. It’s followed by a nip, then his warm tongue soothing the slight sting. “I’m going to tease you first, frustrate you, and make you beg for more.”
A whimper lodges itself from my throat, making Reaper smirk against my neck.
“When you can hardly breathe from the intense pressure building up in that sexy body of yours, I’ll finally show you mercy. You’re going to drown me in your release, and I’ll lap up every drop, licking your soaking pussy clean. Would you like that, dirty girl?”
“Yes,” I manage to whisper, barely able to comprehend his filthy, explicit words. They should scare me off, but I find myself writhing against him in anticipation of what’s to come.
The next thing I know, Reaper spins me around again and grips my hips, pulling my back into his front. I let out a wanton groan when he presses his mouth to the side of my neck, kissing up and down and swirling his tongue over my pulse point. His lips brush against the shell of my ear, the deep rumble of his voice vibrating through me.
