TWELVE
JULIE
Staring into Cobalt’s beautiful eyes, they’re making me feel like I’m looking at the ocean in the dark under the moonlight. I wish I could make one wish and for once it would come true, because that wish would be that this man would not want only me, but he’d take it all the way and claim only me as his forever. Wishful thinking, especially with all those “club girls/sweet butts” walking around in the clubhouse almost naked. I could never do that, not only because that isn’t in me but, shit, don’t want to make anyone sick to their stomachs or, even worse, laugh their asses off because I sure as hell don’t look like them. Yeah, I’m not knocking myself, well not too much, but I don’t compare to those women. Where they are small, toned, and thin. I’m tall, curvy, and soft. Story of my life, I guess. Something must change in my face because a scowl starts to appear on his face before he squints those gorgeous eyes of his my way.
“Wait a damn minute. Darlin’, is that what you’re into? Like the idea of a threesome? ’Cause if so then, I’m not your man. That isn’t my idea of fun at all, just sayin’. And I can say that honestly ’cause right this minute, I’m gonna be totally honest with ya, Julie, been there and tried it when I was younger, and that definitely is not my thing. There are quite a few brothers outthere who are into that, but telling ya now, Darlin’, you won’t be participating in any of that shit with a single one of my brothers. And listen up, know you’re into thinking you’re independent and shit, but this is not something you want to argue with me about, so just drop it, Julie. End of conversation. ’Cause if you do, by some chance, persuade one of my brothers that will be the last thing they do breathing on this earth. I can promise you that.”
My mouth drops at his crude shit but my heart starts to pound in my chest while a tiny grin starts. Wait, did he just tell me I couldn’t be with any of his brothers? Why would he say that unless… Now I don’t want to jump the gun but maybe, just maybe, a tiny bit of hope blossoms in my soul. Does this man actually see and like me? Are his bossy ways his way to let me know? But, then the other side of my brain, the one without stars all around it is starting to get pissed. Who in the hell does he think he is? As I go to give him a piece of my mind, I look and he’s not standing across the room kind of in front of me, but is stalking his way to me. When he’s there, he pulls me out of the chair and, before I can get my bearings, his mouth is on mine. And no, this kiss is definitely not a timid, soft, or get to know you kiss. Holy Mother of God, there are no words to describe this kiss. One thing I do know though is I’m not going to fight him at all with how his kiss is making me feel. My hands go to his waist, clutching his T-shirt, and I can feel his muscles underneath the material. When the tip of his tongue licks the seam of my mouth, I moan at the same time as my lips open, granting him entrance. And wow, if I thought before this might be my best kiss, the way he takes over licking, our tongues dueling, and him nibbling and biting, shows me he knows what he’s doing as I feel wet between my legs just from a kiss. This man can truly kiss. One of his hands has my hair wrapped around it while he manipulates my head the way he wants it. Meanwhile, his other hand shadows down my side, ghosting my breast, before he clutches one of myass cheeks, pulling me up and closer to him so I can feel him. Holy shit, there isn’t even one inch I don’t feel. And by God, the promise of his length and girth is pressing into my tummy, and all that is him feels like steel. It almost feels like his cock is vibrating on my skin causing tingles to start in my most private place. My arms travel down all those muscles then I reach around and grab his solid full ass in both hands. I hear him groan and know I’m giving as good as I’m getting. We go hot and heavy for a bit standing, then Cobalt shifts while pushing me toward the love seat. When the back of my legs hit it, he gently shoves me down, following after me. I’m kinda sitting/lying on it and he leans down, lifting my legs gently, putting them over the armrest before lying right on top of me, though his arms are holding some of his weight off of me. I want all of him so I shove at his arms and he drops, giving me all that is him. Wow, hot damn, this man is nothing but solid because all I feel are hard ridges and muscle. I open my eyes and his cobalt ones are right there watching every single move I make. Then it dawns on me and, immediately I start to push on his phenomenal body, my mind running shit through it.
“Oh no, hell to the no. Let me up. Right this moment, Cobalt, I’m not going to be another notch on your love seat. It isn’t happening like this if it happens at all. I’m sorry, shit lost my head for a second, but holy fuck, you’re hot, hard, and handsome. What do you expect a girl to do?”
Worried he might get mad, I’m beyond shocked when he chuckles then leans up but doesn’t make any attempt to get off of me. Embarrassed, but not wanting to let him know that, my eyes bounce back to his and I notice all of his smile lines and see his eyes are shining.What the hell?is my thought before he leans down and kisses the tip of my nose.
“Darlin’, there are no notches on this love seat. I don’t fuck women in my office or haven’t yet, but if you’re offering, we canchange that right now. Now, hey, don’t get your panties in a bunch. I’m teasing ya, Julie. I just had the urge to kiss ya, didn’t expect it to go that far but, woman, damn that mouth of yours and you know how to use it. Fuck, can you kiss. My mind is going in all directions of what you can do with that mouth, and I mean that in only the best, nastiest, dirty ways possible. Now, I’m gonna kiss ya again, then I’ll let you up, only if you return my kiss like ya did before.”
And he does exactly that. Kisses the shit out of me until I can’t breathe. Then somehow, he moves and, before I can catch a breath, he is on his feet—not looking flustered at all while—I know my face is bright pink. My lips and nipples are swollen, the latter hard too, and the little bit of makeup I had on probably looks days old now. That’s what sucks for us women; men can do anything and still look good, while we can kiss a little and then have to take a minute to refresh our faces. Unfair. When a hand appears before my eyes, I look up and up to see he’s grinning. Damn, that face. Shit, it takes my breath away yet again. Cobalt is way beyond handsome, he’s drop-dead gorgeous. I lift my hand and he grabs it, pulling me up gently. Then he turns us so we can sit on the love seat, very close to each other. He puts an arm around me bringing me close to his side and leans his head so it’s on top of mine.
“All right, Darlin’, now we talk about what just happened. I’m gonna be honest with ya ’cause that’s the only way I know how to be. After what just happened, I can honestly say we have some intense fuckin’ chemistry for goddamn sure. Gonna get nasty for a second, if ya don’t believe put your hand in my crotch to see how hard I am just from kissing ya, Julie. But, and I say this being totally honest, that’s not everything anymore. So I’m asking whatcha lookin’ for ’cause I’m done playing games. My life is passing by and what do I have to show for it? Yeah, got the club and my brothers, got a home with a couple of dogs andtwo cats. What, why do ya look so shocked, Julie? You assuming that I’m a man whore who lives outta the bedroom here at the clubhouse?”
“Well, duh, I’m shocked, Cobalt. I thought you lived here in the clubhouse in that huge suite upstairs. You mean to tell me you have fur babies and I’ve not met them yet? That’s just wrong on so many levels. And the question should be, what are you looking for? You’re the badass biker not to mention the president of this, don’t know what you call it, gang, club, brotherhood, or do you do location first then the name—Kings of Anarchy Motorcycle Club, which is known for players, dawgs, and downright assholes. Oh, on the dawgs, I meant the human ones. What is actually happening here because I’m all confused?”
“Well, Darlin’ what did you say? Oh yeah, that’s right, you informed me I’m hot, hard, and handsome. Not thinking you’re the type of woman lookin’ for a few quick fucks and then, one day, you’ll just jump outta our bed and move your ass somewhere else. I’ve done enough of those to last a lifetime. Yeah, I said it ’cause you’re right, I’m a biker and I’ve enjoyed that type of life for a very long time. I’m starting to see that way of life is getting old and, in general, our time on this earth is way too short to keep going from one fuck to another. That’s existing without that anyone special beside ya, Darlin’. So, once again I’ll ask, whatcha want? I will add I don’t do shit labels like boyfriend, friends with benefits, and whatever other bullshit you women come up with. If we decide to pursue this, you’ll become my woman or ol’ lady, and I’m your man or ol’ man. That’s it.”
I shake my head to see if I’m dreaming and realize I’m not. What in the holy hell is going on and how did I get here? One minute I have the Mob ready to end me, and now I’m in a motorcycle club with their president trying to figure out where we are going. It makes no sense, even though I know this clubisn’t one-hundred-percent legal and I just helped try to fix one of his brothers, who was tortured and had the shit beat out of him by the Mob. And I have my own connection with Salvatore and said Mob, so how does this even work? The angel on my right shoulder is telling me tobe careful and proceed with caution, while the devil on my left shoulder is screaming,fuck it, just do it. I can’t listen to either of them because, as usual, they are so damn conflicting it doesn’t help me at all. Cobalt doesn’t say a word, just keeps his hands on me waiting oh-so patiently, his blue eyes never leaving mine. I’m so damn confused but with the growing feelings along the way, I’m drawn to him. Not to mention how my body reacts whenever he is close for some reason, that makes my decision before I can let reality seep in. Without giving it much thought, I lean back into him. I guess that gives my answer because he stands with me in his arms and starts moving through his office, out the door, and up to his quarters. Holy shit, this man is strong. He’s carrying me like I weigh nothing and that isn’t even close to the truth.
We make it to his bedroom, which he opens with a hand to the wall. Hello. My name is Cobalt, Cobalt Bond. That thought brings a silly grin to my face, which he catches.
“Darlin’, what’s so funny? Better make it good ’cause I don’t think I’ve ever seen any woman who was on their way to my bed have such a goofy smile on their face. Explain, Julie.”
“Cobalt, it was you putting your hand on the wall to get the door to open. Almost like James Bond, so in my head I was calling you Cobalt, Cobalt Bond. Well, two reasons, that’s the only name I have of yours, and two, to be totally honest that was frigging hot.”
Next thing I know we are in his bedroom and I’m flying across the room, landing on his bed with a bounce. Cobalt is right there and starts undressing me with those large hands of his. You’d think he’d be rough because it’s apparent he’s beyondhorny, but it’s the softest and gentlest of touches that caress my body, as my clothes come off in record time. Then I’m sprawled out on his bed naked, while he is standing over me fully dressed, eyes turning into almost deep-cerulean flames as they take in every nook and cranny on me. When I go to hide my tummy, he leans down and starts to softly place baby kisses all over my belly. Between his mouth, hands, and body, mine is already starting to hum. When his tongue licks my seam, I come off the bed, except for my feet and shoulders. He moves to get situated between my thighs, pushing them open as far as they can go. Once he gets into place, Cobalt starts slow and soft then increases the pressure of his tongue and lips. I can’t believe how close I am so quickly, especially when he pushes two fingers inside of me, twisting this and that way, I go to grab his hair when he completely stops what he’s doing and looks up at me from between my legs. Damn, that look on his face, lips wet with me, will feed a lot of my dreams going forward.
“No touching Darlin’. Lie back and relax. I gotcha.”
So being the good girl I am, I lie back and let Cobalt blow my world to pieces time and time again. When I feel like a wet noodle and can barely lift my head after the third—no, maybe fourth time he took me over the edge—he stands and starts removing his clothing. My eyes get big as his chest comes into view, then he unbuckles his jeans, right after he toes off his boots and socks. I hate feet and even his feet are turning me on, which is weird as shit. When he lets his jeans go, my mouth literally falls open. First, he’s commando, which I don’t think I’ve ever seen a man do. Second, he’s extremely long and thick. His cock is jutting out, almost like it’s trying to hypnotize me with how gorgeous it is. His balls are heavy and slightly swinging with his motion. Looking at him, my devil is purring already, while my angel is saying prayers. Why? I have no idea. This is one time I’m going to drop my guard and see where it takes me. I look upto see he’s watching me with a smirk as he jerks his huge cock with one hand. The tip is gleaming with just a touch of cum, and I want to lick it off. That shocks me because I’m usually not into that at all. He walks to the side of the bed, opening the nightstand. I’m shifting my legs as all I want is him right the hell now. I almost fall off the bed when he lets out a loud and frustrated, “FUCK!”
“What’s wrong, Cobalt?”
His head jerks my way then tilts, but he doesn’t say a word and neither do I. Time ticks by when he shocks me once again.
“Darlin’, when we are like this, do not call me, Cobalt. Call me by my name.”
I feel the snark coming on me when I lean up on my elbows and let my eyes take him in.
“And that name would be what, Cobalt? I have no idea what your given name is.”
Giving me one of those panties-dropping smirks of his, he leans over the bed, getting extremely close to me.
“When we are in this bed or my bed at my home or anywhere when I’ve worked you to the point of losing it and you want to scream out my name, it’s not Cobalt. When the feeling starts that you are about to come apart. When I feel that incredible pussy squeezing me tight, I want you to scream my name. I need to hear you let loose with my name, Liam, on your lips. Can you do that for me, Julie?”
My core is vibrating. I can feel the wetness not only on my thighs, as I’ve been rubbing them together, trying for some kind of friction, but now even the bed is soaked. My nipples hurt they are so hard. To try to relieve some of the pressure, my hands go to my breasts, rubbing over them back and forth, throwing in a pinch every once in a while. Cobalt’s eyes go even darker seeing this. So moving like a man with a mission, he leans down, looking around in the drawer, before turning and headingtoward the door. I’m mesmerized at the way his cock stands at attention while swing below are his heavy balls. The muscles flexing in his ass are not only mouth-watering but beyond gorgeous. He’s totally all man. When he flings the door open it hits me, he’s butt-ass naked.
“Where the hell are you going, Liam?”
He turns and the tension in his body is literally scary, though those eyes are soft while watching me.
“Darlin’, by chance would ya have like a handful of extra-large condoms in your purse? No? Shit, didn’t think so and since my stash is gone, gotta get my hands on some quick like. No, don’t go there, Julie. I didn’t use them, so one of my brothers must have been helping themselves. And that leaves just a few who could even fit mine. Be right back.”
