The Biker's Kiss (Royal Bastards MC: Charleston, WV 1)

Roane

Jules is at the bathroom sink brushing her teeth. Having her here, makes me realize what I’ve been missing. Someone to share my life with. I thought I was good with being single but now that I have her, I know I was simply coasting through from one day to the next. Fucking random women whenever the need arose never finding satisfaction. A physical release. But no sense of real joy in the act.

Jules is the real deal. The kind of woman you grab on to and hold on to no matter the costs. I know she’s been hurt, but I’ll build her back up. I finish up in the shower and wrap a towel around my waist. I step behind her, wrapping my arms around her. Nothing better than holding her besides being buried deep within her. I noticed her wincing in pain earlier and made her take some painkillers for that tattoo and her back.

Kills me to think of my girl hurting because that low life laid his fists on her body. He’s going to learn that he messed with the wrong woman. Link made me promise that whenever I take him out that I’ll let him get some licks in. He cares about Jules too being she’s his sister-in-law. “You ready for bed?”

“Mhmm.” She takes her earrings out, placing them off to the side.

I kiss her shoulder, tempted to bend her over the sink and fuck her right here. “Tomorrow when your stuff arrives, Pam is gonna come over to help you unpack. I want you to put your things wherever you want. This is your place as much as its mine. If you have stuff that won’t fit or that needs stored there’s a spare room in the back of the shop you can use that has a door that locks on it. It’d be safer there than one of the storage units.”

“Okay. Sounds good to me. I don’t have a lot. Mostly my wardrobe and a few knickknacks that belonged to my Nee-nee.”

“Let me at the sink.” She moves off so I can brush my teeth and finish up. By the time I’ve finished and go to get in bed she’s already passed out, having claimed the left side. It’s the side I normally sleep on but I’m not gonna complain. I’m merely happy to share my bed with her. I slide in under the covers and align my body with Jules’, hugging her from behind. One arm over her chest and a leg thrown over hers. She curves into me, that thick ass pushed up on me.

Fucking hell, the warmth and touch of my woman is making me hard again, but I’m not going to wake her. She needs sleep. We both do.

I close my eyes, but all I can focus on is that curvy body pressed into mine like a perfect fit. Sliding a hand under her shirt, I palm her tit, teasing the rosy nipple, rolling the sensitive skin between my thumb and finger until it hardens to a point and my sexy vixen is moaning.

“Shouldn’t you be sleeping,” her voice is whispery and soft.

“Can’t keep my hands to myself.” My lips drag along the slender column of her neck. Jules rolls to her back and I move over top her. She’s wearing these drawstring pants that are pulled too tight for me to get at her. “You trying to keep me out?”

She laughs. “No, trying to keep my pants up. They’re a size too big.”

I grunt. “Don’t want you wearing shit all to bed. Want to be able to take you anytime I want to.”

“Well considering its winter and I get cold easily, that’s not happening.” Her feet press into my calves.

“Damn, baby doll. What you do, stick them things in the freezer before you got into bed?” I dip my head to claim those lips.

“You caught me.”

“Want some socks?”

“I’d just kick them off.”

“Why don’t you kick these off,” I suggest, yanking on the knotted strings separating me from what I need. I push her shirt up over her head, getting an eyeful of her perfect tits. Her nipples are erect in desperate need of being sucked. I take my time paying attention to both, alternating between the two. Lips parting, the pace of her breathing increases. So damn responsive. I thrust my hips, wanting her to feel how hard she has me. “Need these pants out the way, Jules.”

Reaching between us she undoes the knot and starts shoving the thick cotton down her thighs. She gets them part way down before I slam inside her. Goddamn, she’s so fuckin’ wet, my cock slides right in. Squeezing me tight, she nearly has me coming for her already. The woman has voodoo pussy. Pussy so damn good it must be cursed.

“You’ve completely ruined me. Destroyed my cock for anyone else. Nothing better than this, Jules.”

“Good,” she whispers and takes all I have to give.

**

“He give you any trouble?”

“Pansy ass motherfucker nearly shit his pants when he opened the door and saw Sledge and me on the other side,” Sleeper tells me. “Threatened to call his cop daddy. That shit made me laugh. I wanted to beat the fuck out of him

but did as you asked, left him without a hair touched.” He laughs and pulls a cigarette out.

“Good. I don’t want any blowback on anyone. That asshole will never see me coming.”

“Heard that.”

“Help me unload the truck then we’ll ride over to the clubhouse.”