Deliciously Damaged (Reckless Bastards MC 3)

She glanced at me out of the corner of her eye as she took a sip of her drink. “Fuck it,” she said, more to herself than me. “I was supposed to meet a date here, but it looks like he’s a no-show. Well, either that or he looks significantly different than his profile pictures led me to believe.”

“His loss.” I shrugged. “Sit with me.”

She considered the bar stool. “I’m not sure that’s a good idea in this dress.”

“Oh, I think it’s an excellent idea,” I growled, low enough that she was the only one who could hear me.

Her dark eyes locked on mine and she smiled, almost like she was about to take a dare. She steadied herself with one hand on the bar and lifted up into the chair, quick to cross her legs, but it didn’t matter. The dress had ridden up even higher on her caramel colored thighs and I was gone.

I ordered another drink for her and we spent the next hour discussing her would-have-been date and decided it was best that he didn’t show.

Two hours later, I was crushed up against her as we fell through the door to her apartment. Our lips and tongues were tangled together and I was so stiff that it hurt. We had spent the past hours in a delicate dance and I’d thoroughly enjoyed the slow flame of the seduction.

But not nearly as much as I was going to enjoy what was going to happen next.

As soon as her door was shut behind us, I slid my hands down her back, latching on the zipper of her too-tight dress and unzipped it. Once loose, I pulled it up the rest of her body and over her head. She stood before me in her heels, and deep purple bra and panties that had a black lace overlay. Her breasts were spilling out of the top of the bra and I ran my fingers along the dark circles peeking above the top. She shuddered and I smiled.

This was going to be fun.

I unhooked the bra and watched as her perfect tits fell out of the satin cups. I held them in my hands and ran my thumbs along her tight nipples.

“Cooper,” she whimpered. Her eyes were closed as she surrendered to my exploration. I traced every inch with my fingers and then my tongue. I sucked at the tender flesh, listening to her moan. My cock was throbbing, desperately straining against the restriction of my pants.

My hand slid down her stomach, grazing every curve, before dipping into the top of her satin panties. She shuddered under my touch and when my fingers slipped into her, I groaned at how wet she was.

“Fuck,” I said.

She smiled at me. She grabbed my tie and pulled me to the back of the apartment and into her small bedroom. The lights were off, but the moonlight spilling in from the open window gave enough light to see her silhouette, and something about it got me even more excited.

She tugged at my tie and I quickly untied it.

“Do you trust me?” I asked her, holding up the tie.

She sucked at her bottom lip, considering my question. After a beat, she nodded and smiled.

“Turn around.”

She turned and I tied the tie around her face, like a blindfold.

“Lay down on the bed,” I said, leading her to the edge of the mattress.

“Are you gonna rob me?” She laughed.

I smacked her ass playfully and she lowered onto the bed and lay back against the pillows. I stripped off my clothes. I spread her legs and kissed my way from her breasts to just below her navel. She shivered as my lips trailed lower, and lower. I spread her lips with my fingers and breathed in her scent. She was soaking wet already. I blew on her skin and she shuddered.

“Cooper…please,” she whispered.

I smiled and then sucked her tiny little bud into my mouth. She jolted and I had to grip her

hips to keep her still as I worked at her, teasing and tasting every inch of her. She was panting as her anticipation built and I knew she was getting close. I slid a finger inside of her and felt her walls gripping me desperately. I fingered her slowly, taking my time, building her to an almost painful point, just on the edge.

“Yes!” she cried out. “Keep going.”

Her hips were straining under my firm hands and her back was arched against the bed as she awaited the sweet release I was promising her.

“Not yet,” I said. I pulled my lips away and kissed a trail down her inner thigh instead.

She groaned and her body sagged back to the bed. “That was mean,” she whined.