Page 7 of The Biker's Forbidden Love
I’ve tried to deny it. Ever since that day four years ago when she pressed up against me at her birthday party, I’ve wanted Lily. I’ve tried to ignore these feelings, to ignore the longing I have for her.
I’ve watched Lily grow from a rebellious teenager into a graceful young woman, and my feelings have grown with her. I’ve spent too long denying myself, and now some other man is going to claim her. She tells me that guy’s just a friend, but how long until another guy comes along and I lose her forever?
“What are you doing, Jesse? I can walk just fine.”
She bangs her fists against my back, but she’s not struggling too hard. I wonder if she’s enjoying this as much as I am. When I reach my bike, I slide her down in front of me.
Her green eyes flash, and she presses a finger to my chest.
“You could have hurt him.”
I grab her finger in mine and pull her forward so her face is inches from mine. We’re both breathing hard. I want to tell her how I feel, but I’m still too angry.
“But I didn’t. Now get on the back of the bike. I’m taking you to the cottage.”
I throw her bag into my saddle bag and give her my spare helmet. She doesn’t speak to me. She’s sulking, probably angry that Bruno sent me. But she does get on the bike. As we cruise down the highway, her arms go around my waist and her body leans against mine. It awakens all my senses. I’ve been wanting this for so long, and I almost let her slip through my fingers.
We take the winding roads heading up to the cottage. The club owns it, and it’s tucked into the clifftop and concealed down a remote gravel road. Nobody knows it’s here, and if any there’s any heat from The Reapers, Lily will be safe. And I’ve got her all to myself for a few days.
“Get off the bike,” I snap once we reach the cottage. Lily gives me a hurt look and I hate that I used that tone with her, but I’m still furious at myself.
The gravel crunches under our feet as I take her bag into the cottage and dump it in the main room.
“You can take the big room.” She’s followed behind me, and I almost bump into her as I turn to leave.
“Why are you so angry?”
She looks so hurt and confused, and I hate myself for doing that to her.
“You were supposed to meet Bruno this morning. He didn’t know where you were.” But I know that’s not it. She knows it too. “Why didn’t you meet him, Lily? That’s not like you.”
She looks away, biting her lower lip, and I wonder if there’s something she’s not telling me.
My eyes flicker to her lips, so round, so plump. She’s got no makeup on at this time of the morning and her skin is flawless, her soft round cheeks tinged pink.
“Why are you so cross with me, Jesse?”
I put my hand on the wall so she’s pinned against it. He chest heaves up and down with every breath. She looks at me expectantly, her eyes imploring.
“Because I thought you were with another man, and that thought almost destroyed me.”
I’ve finally admitted what I’ve kept locked up all these years. Her eyes go wide, and her breathing gets shallow.
“There’s only ever been one man who I wanted Jesse.” She grabs the edges of my jacket and pulls them, frustration creeping into her voice. “You, Jesse. It’s only ever been you. Can’t you see that?”
I see it all right, but I’ve denied it, not wanting it to be true. But I’m done with denying my feelings. If I don’t make a move, I’ll lose her to someone else.
“It’s only ever been you for me too, Lily. This morning, I thought I’d waited too long…”
My fingers brush over soft lips.
“You’re mine, Lily. I won’t wait around for another man to claim you.”
I press my mouth to hers and she parts her lips, letting me in, meeting me in the kiss. We’ve denied ourselves for too long, and now our bodies press together. My hands slide around her waist, feeling every curve of her and pulling her toward me. I want to consume her, devour her. I’ve waited so long for this.
My phone buzzes in my pocket, and I know without checking that it’s Bruno. Everything sweet about the last few moments crashes around me as reality kicks in.
“Is that Dad?” Lily asks.
