Page 20 of T-Bone
“Yeah, a change of clothes.”
His nostrils flared and then he turned on his heels and walked away, slamming the door behind him.
I laughed out loud at the grumpy biker that was determined to help me find out what happened to my family. T-Bone wasn’t even trying but slowly he was knocking down some of my assumptions about bikers. He was rough and gruff, without a doubt, but he wasn’t abadman. He was nothing likeMarcus or the other bikers I’d come across during my time as a beat officer and then a detective.
He wasn’t like any of the men in my past, to be fair. For starters, he kissed better than any man I’ve ever let get close enough to kiss me, and he didn’t push for more, not even a blow job even though he was hard as steel after that kiss. I had to face facts that he might be that rare biker who was also a decent human being.
“Enough!” I refused to start painting rainbows when it came to my temporary partner. He was hot in that bad boy biker way, and I now understood Chloe’s initial fascination with Marcus, which should serve as another reminder to keep my distance. “Shower. I need a shower.” Ice cold even though I knew I couldn’t stand it for long. After locking the door, I undressed and stepped into the tiny bathroom with the sketchy looking tub. It was stained but clean, and I stood under the hot spray until the day was washed off my skin. The scent of motor oil and car fumes overwhelmed my senses as it circled down the drain.
Feeling slightly better, I stood under the water and lathered my skin with the coconut scented body wash. Over my hard nipples and down to where my clit swelled and throbbed between my thighs. Images of T-Bone flashed in my mind, but not just him kissing me, because that would be too easy. This time he was on his knees, begging to eat my pussy while his hands caressed every inch of my body. “Yes,” I moaned when my hands slipped between my folds, where I was hot and sensitive. I was wet and ready to come, and I had the perfect target for my solo desire mission. My fingers moved quickly between my legs, sliding deep while I imagined it was that thick rod that was pressed against me earlier today.
“Yes,” I panted as my legs shook, and the orgasm drew closer to the surface. “Fuck.” I strained to get there, so close but not quite there. Yet. I needed something else, something…more.
A loud pounding rattled the whole damn room, and I froze. It stopped and started again, the impatient sound could only be one man.
I rinsed off quickly, annoyed that I was even more wound up now than before and stepped from the shower. The off-white towels were barely big enough to cover my body, but it was all I had, so I tucked it at the top and went to open the door. “Wake up the whole building, why don’t you?”
He frowned and a dark scowl took over his face. “You weren’t answering.”
I motioned to my wet hair and body. “I was in the shower.”
His gaze moved from my eyes to my lips, and then down to the swell of my breasts. Lower and lower his gaze slid and I couldn’t control my reaction because that shower orgasm had been just out of reach.
“T-Bone,” I whispered and took a step back. “You’re staring.”
He stepped inside and set the bags on the table before turning back to me. “Good shower?” His gaze never stopped gliding over my body, it was hard and heavy like his actual touch.
“No,” I grumbled, folding my arms angrily.
“Want to tell me why?” He smiled as if he knew exactly why I was in a bad mood.
“I do not.” I inhaled deeply, fisting my hands on my hips to ward off any more questions before I let it out slowly. “But thanks.”
“So polite,” he said barely above a whisper. He slammed the door and locked it. “Let’s see how many times I can get you to beg.”
My eyes widened when he stalked to me and hooked one arm around my waist. “What,” I started to ask but then his mouth was on mine and I simply forgot how to speak, how to ask questions, how to do anything but submit to the way his mouth made me feel.
His tongue flicked in and out of my mouth, driving me crazy just a few seconds into the kiss. His big hands gripped me tighter as he pulled me flush against him and I gasped at the feel of his cock, hard and long against my belly.
I gasped and he kissed me deeper, with more intensity than I’d ever experienced in my life. The kiss left me drowning as my hands finally went to his big, broad shoulders, clinging to him for dear life. It was a mind fuck, the way he was able to erase all thoughts of anything but him from my mind. “T-Bone,” I moaned as his lips trailed down my throat and across my collarbone before he kissed up the other side and sank his teeth into my earlobe. “Yes.”
He stepped back, gray eyes dark, and hungry as one big hand reached out and flicked the towel until it fell to the floor. His gaze somehow darkened even further as he took in my breasts and my nipped in waist, the flare of my hips before his gaze settled on the space between my legs. “Fuck.”
I smiled. That one word came out gritty and harsh. My chest swelled with feminine pride that I was able to garner that reaction from a man. “Like what you see?” I wasn’t a shy woman by anyone’s definition but in that moment, I felt bold and brave.
T-Bone didn’t say a word, just licked his lips and closed in on me until I fell back against the bed. My legs partedautomatically, and he flashed a wolfish grin. “Yeah, I fuckin’ love what I see.” He sank to his knees as one thick finger slid through my wet folds. “You’re so fucking wet for me already.”
My pussy throbbed under his touch.
“Hot and wet, pulsing hard for me. Is this what you need?” The question was low and growly as one thick finger pushed inside slowly.
I gasped and arched into his touch. “More,” I demanded.
His finger sank in a little more. Too little. “More, T-Bone.”
His lips parted into a wide, satisfied grin. “This is a perfect, wet pussy. I can’t wait to make her squirt.” His nostrils flared when my pussy clenched around his finger. “Give me what I want, Faith.”
Oh shit, my pussy pulsed again. Who knew I was into dirty talk? I knew what he wanted but I was having fun with this game. “What do you want,” I asked breathlessly.
