Her Ride (Men of Valor MC) - Page 6

I know he’s right.

We’re family. A tribe.

Brothers through honor.

Through valor. Men of Valor MC.

It’s not just a patch or a club. It’s in everything we do. It’s how we keep ourselves and the world right.

The line goes dead, and I can breathe again.

I can breathe for the rest of the night before I need to deal with anything other than Rose.

“Where was I?” I ask her, wanting her to move closer to me again, wanting to smell her hair.

Feel her warmth against me.

Kiss her.

But she’s turned away from me, crying again.

Hearing me talk about her dad like a piece of meat probably hasn’t helped.

“We’ll help you Rose, and your dad,” I tell her, meaning it.

“What’s his name?” I ask her. Moving closer, waiting for her to turn to me so I can touch her again, hopefully.

“Blake Maxwell,” she replies instantly. Coldly.

“We can help,” I tell her again, daring to move closer. “If you’ll just-”

“If I just what?” she asks suddenly, turning so I can see the hurt in her eyes. “Just give you the address so you can go finish the job?”

I feel my shoulders relax, feel how tense I’ve been just now.

“No, Rose. It isn’t like that at all… you got us all wrong. Got me all wrong,” I murmur, my hand reaching out for her, but she’s turned away again.

Sniffing back tears and fighting in her mind to stay tough.

The kind of tough I recognize and respect.

The kind of girl I know I could love, and probably already do.

I know I do, since the moment I laid eyes on her. I just don’t know how I can show it yet.

“Let me,” I remind her. “Let me help you. Let me-”

Her body turns and melts into mine.

This unspoken thing between us is taking charge and I feel myself breathe again for the second time tonight.

A breath of her before I feel my mouth pressed over hers.

Her arms wrap around me, as much as they can, and mine draw her so close I can feel her heart thumping against mine once our tongues meet.

The robe she has on falls open easily and she doesn’t resist. And how can I?

My hands gravitate towards everything I’ve already felt with my mind a thousand times over in the short time since we met.

Coming up for air once my hands get lost in her ample chest, Rose gasps loudly.

A yearning, wanting sound. She tries to say something.

But I silence her with another kiss, not wanting words to ruin this perfect moment.

Something tells me we’ve got all night for conversation.

Later.

Chapter Five

Rose

Seeing Thorn dressed again all dry, only to feel myself becoming suddenly undressed and wet in a very different way is almost a weird feeling.

Almost.

I’ve never looked at my body while changing let alone wanted anyone else to see any part of me.

But the same as everything else with this man, when it’s Thorn, I don’t mind at all for some reason.

Quite the opposite.

I can see how I must be making him feel by the sounds he’s making, and I don’t need to use words to tell him how he’s doing when it comes to making me feel something special down there.

His huge hands find my stiffening chest, thick fingers circling my nipples which feel harder than ever now somehow.

I gasp aloud, wanting to tell him.

I know where this is heading. I know what his body wants.

What all men want.

Do I really though? Do I know anything anymore?

I could just drop to the floor, down on all fours for him right now, but there’s an intensity to his body pressed up against mine.

Something telling me he wants to pleasure me long before I start to pleasure him.

An unspoken command that sees me yield to our passion, easing myself down and back into one of the thick leather chairs as he drops to his knees in front of me.

He gently pries my legs open with those strong hands and only takes his eyes off mine once he knows he’ll have a better view of what he really wants.

I try to tell him again, I really do. But the only sounds coming out of me are soft moans as I feel both my hands run through his dark hair, guiding his mouth down over my drenched pussy.

His low groan vibrates right up into me, through me as his stubbled lips meet my slick valley for the first time.

Everything I was always timid about in my mind about the thought of men disappears under his touch.

I’ve experienced boys in college. Rude, clumsy, and smelly boys.

Boys are all they were.

Thorn is a man. A man who knows what he wants as well as how to deliver on a promise.

His silent promise to pleasure me before himself is like nothing I could’ve ever imagined.

The slight roughness of his hands as they gently run up and down inside my thighs while I open them wider to hook around his muscular shoulders. It’s something I never knew I needed to feel so bad.

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