The Biker's Dirty Little Secret (Straight to Hell MC 2)

For nearly a month, they’d slept in the same bed. It wasn’t easy being a gentleman. He felt like a fucking superhero for refraining this long. Every time her soft curves rubbed up against him, his cock would react. He’d spent a lot of time pleasuring himself in the shower, but there was only so much a man could take.

“You smell good.” He sat next to her and kissed her shoulder. “How you feeling?”

“I told you last week, I feel like I’m back to normal.”

“You’re sure?”

“Yes, Brick, you can stop worrying about me.” Callie turned to face him, trailing a single finger down the center of his chest. “I’m fine. Promise.”

He gritted his teeth. Even her innocent touch drove him feral with need.

Maybe it was the mood in the room or the need in his eyes, but she became quiet, only the sound of their breathing to break the hush. He leaned forward, slowly, and gently brushed his lips to hers.

“You said you were a virgin.”

She nodded.

He kissed her again. “Will you give yourself to me? Make me your man?”

Callie’s body physically tensed, but she didn’t pull away. “I’m already yours.”

She ran her hand down his arm, testing his muscles.

“Not yet.”

Brick wasn’t used to good girls. She was either too shy to say yes or nervous to give him the green light. But one thing for sure, she wasn’t pushing him back. He needed to take the lead or this would never happen. He needed it to happen.

“Let me touch you, baby.” He whispered the words against her neck. Her skin was still damp and fragrant. He trailed kisses along her skin, gently unraveling her towel with his free hand. It fell down to her lap, exposing her beautiful, sloping tits. He groaned. His cock ached to be freed, but he focused on Callie’s needs. This was her first experience. He’d be her first man. There was something uniquely satisfying knowing she belonged only to him.

Brick didn’t take that honor lightly. Knowing he’d be the first to taste her, fuck her, pushed his territorial instincts off the charts.

He used the backs on his knuckles to caress the side of her breast. Her skin was soft and supple. She shivered under his touch.

“Brick.” She barely breathed out the word, a throaty sound filled with need.

“Relax, Callie. Let me make you feel good. So fucking good.”

He put any thoughts of business of out his mind and devoted himself one hundred percent to his woman.

She tugged him closer, wrapping her arms around his neck. “I’ve been thinking about this day for a long time,” she said.

“Really?” He ran his tongue along the shell of her ear, earning him a moan.

Callie nodded. “When you work out, sometimes I hope you’ll start something.”

Why hadn’t she said anything? Knowing she was attracted to him and ready to move forward in their relationship only spurred him on. Brick hit the gym religiously, and now that Callie lived at the club, she’d hang out and watch him. He had no idea she was really thinking.

“Good to know.” He tugged off his t-shirt, then crawled over her, forcing her to lay back. They did a quick roll until they were in the middle of the bed. Her playful squeal was adorable. She ran her hands all over his chest and shoulders. “You drive me crazy,” he said.

He kissed her hard on the mouth, and nothing else mattered but the two of them. She was so receptive, her little tongue sliding against his as the kiss deepened. Never in his life had he felt this way for a woman. For anyone. He couldn’t get enough of her. And he knew he’d do anything for her.

When he finally pulled away, she whined, reaching for him. He didn’t leave, only tossed her damp towel, leaving her nude over the made bed. She tried to hide against him, but Brick wanted to see it all.

“You being shy with me now, Callie?”

She shrugged.

“Never hide yourself from me. There’s no reason to. I love everything I see, baby.”

He moved down her body, grateful for the daylight coming in the window. Brick circled her areola with his tongue, then sucked her tit into his mouth. He alternated between her breasts, continuing his descent. As he nipped her sides, kissing and exploring, he spread those thick thighs.

Her breathing picked up, her fists grabbing handfuls of blankets.

“Such a pretty pussy.” Her folds were pink and glistening with arousal. A dusting of fair hair over her mound. He licked his lips. “I’m going to make you come with my mouth, Callie. I want to hear you scream.”

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Callie would be lying if she said she hadn’t been fantasizing about this day. Only she hadn’t expected it to feel this damn good. Brick wasn’t holding back. As he spread her thighs, she fought to keep them closed. He wasn’t having it. Her natural instinct was to hide herself. She feared if he saw the real her, he’d change his mind about their relationship.