Page 65 of Breaking the Rules (Roaming Devils MC 1)

He kissed her cheek and rested his chin on her shoulder. “Why aren’t you on the pill?”

“How do you know I’m not?” She glanced over her shoulder.

“Because we use condoms.”

She pulled away from him. “We use condoms because you’ve had unprotected sex with other people and haven’t been tested for STDs.”

He leaned against the counter. “You think I have an STD?”

“Not necessarily. I just don’t know. When you have sex with someone, you sleep with all their prior partners as well. Plus, you used to do drugs. That puts you as a high-risk sexual partner.”

Ryker scoffed, trying not to be offended. He knew how it looked. He had fucked several women without protection. Licking his lips, he thought about all the decisions he’d made. Hell, he’d made so many bad ones in his lifetime. So many regrets.

“If I get tested will that make things better for us? I’m not fucking anyone but you.”

“You don’t want to use condoms?”

“No.” He didn’t mean to pout, but it came out that way. He rubbed a hand over his face. “It’s simple, right? I don’t have to stay or anything?”

She glanced over at him. “You act like it’s the end of the world. But to answer your question, it’s virtually painless, not to mention responsible adult behavior for someone that is sexually active and having unprotected sex with multiple partners.”

She poured herself a mug of coffee. “You’ve had sex with women that have had sex with other men. The club shares them unlike anything I’ve ever seen before. It’s responsible to use condoms and get tested.”

“Okay, okay.” He took her coffee and sipped. “Can you do it today?”

She frowned. “Yes.”

“Good. Let’s do it. How long for the results?”

“Usually a week or two.”

He sagged against the counter. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“You’re pouting like an overgrown child, you know that?” She sipped her coffee.

“You’re seriously going to force me to wear those damn things for two more weeks?” He folded his arms over his chest. “I’ve never had a woman make this big of a fuss over using a condom.”

He’d never had a woman tell him no before. Never really thought about the consequences of his actions all that much either. Sex was always something he did. He was high enough in the ranks of the club that women begged him to fuck them, and when he did, none of that stuff really mattered. The fact that Ella brought it up was slightly embarrassing. Every horror image shown in health class flashed through his mind. She was right. He needed to have been more responsible.

She arched an eyebrow. “You want to take sex off the table completely?”

He didn’t. God, he could barely control himself around her. It fucking sucked, but what could he really do? He was starting to understand what his grandfather had always told him. Women had power over men. The men fucking gave it to them without really even noticing. And the women usually got their way.

Ryker knew he could end it if he wanted. He could go to the club and fuck the first chick he saw. He may even be able to do it without Ella knowing. But that wasn’t even remotely what he wanted. He wanted her. She had power over him and he was helpless to stop it.

Breaking up with Ella was not an option.

“You fight dirty.”

“And I always win.” She gripped his cheeks and pulled him to her for a kiss.

He held her, wrapping his arms around her body. “I fucking love you too much for it to be any other way.”

She set her coffee down and wound her arms around his neck. “For what it’s worth, I missed you last night. I just about froze to death sleeping by myself. I missed your warmth.”

He smoothed his hands along her back. “I live to keep you warm at night.”

“Shut up.” She laughed. “You’re impossible this morning.”

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