Jackass (Silver Shadows MC #2)

Prologue

Little Rock, Arkansas

Five Years Ago

“Sam, what are you thinking? You can’t do this. He’ll kill you.”

“He will never know.”

Of course he’d know.

I was fooling myself, thinking I could deceive him that way, but it didn’t matter. I needed this.

“Sam, think about the consequences,” Carrie pleaded.

Carrie was my best friend. My voice of reason. She tried to talk me out of it. She’d tried to convince me to think about what could happen if I followed through with what I had planned.

What she didn’t realize was, I had already thought about it.

I had done nothing but think about it. This was what I wanted. This was something he couldn’t give me.

I had given up everything for him. He would just have to accept this. Not that I had any intention of telling him what I had done. No one but Carrie and I would ever know the truth.

“Carrie, I love you.” Taking her hands in mine, I looked into her eyes, needing her to see my sincerity. Hoping she wouldn’t see the desperation lurking there too. “You need to be on my side here. I want this. I deserve this. He will never know because you and I will be the only two people who know.”

I stood, walked over and grabbed my jacket.

“And neither of us will ever say a word.”

I walked into the bar with one purpose.

Find a man to spend one night with .

I had one shot, and I needed it to work. It would take more courage than I had to try again next month.

Stepping up to the bar, I ordered a drink. Alcohol might not be the best idea, but given what I had planned, I needed a little liquid courage. Sitting on a stool, facing the bar, I tried to steel myself against my nerves.

Sipping my drink, I waited for him to arrive.

The wait wasn’t long.

A commotion at the door caught my attention.

They were here.

The Silver Shadows MC.

They were well-known in Little Rock. People feared them. But I had begun watching them.

When I made the decision to do what I was about to, Carrie and I had started hitting the bar in town. One I knew he would never go to. That was when I saw them, and I saw him. He was the one. It had to be him, there was never any question.

There appeared to be a dozen of them here tonight. My eyes grazed over the men, hoping the one I needed was here.

There he was.

My heart beat rapidly in my chest. My hands became damp, and I self-consciously rubbed them along my thighs.

I stood, holding my drink in my hand, and strutted across the room. My hips, encased in jeans that were a little tighter than I normally wore, swayed more than usual. The shirt I chose lay a little lower, enhancing my cleavage. The bright red, six-inch heels made a statement that I was here for one thing.

I needed to be noticed.

Needed to be enticing.

I needed him to take me home tonight.

“Hi, Jack,” I purred, running a finger over the patch with his name on it.

“Hello, beautiful.” Jack looked me over, rubbing his thumb against his lower lip. His bright blue eyes darkened just a hint, and I knew I had him.

We had a few drinks.

We played pool with his friends.

We danced, and he held me like he didn’t want to let me go. When his hands roamed over my back and ass, I took his hand and pulled him from the dance floor. Sliding my tongue along the shell of his ear, I whispered, “Say goodnight to your friends, Jack.”

“Goodnight, brothers! I’m out,” he said, never taking his eyes off me. One of his brothers called out to him as we walked to the door.

“Hey, man, don’t forget we leave in the morning to start the new chapter! If you’re late, we’re leaving your ass here.”

“You can have him back in the morning, boys. I just need him tonight,” I hollered back.

We left the bar among the cheers and howls of his brothers. Once we reached my car, Jack pushed me against the door and slammed his lips against mine. His hands held my hips in place while he pushed his knee between my legs.

“Babe, don’t take this the wrong way, but we need to get in your car and head somewhere private fast, or I’m gonna fuck you right here,” Jack murmured between the kisses and nips he placed along my jaw.

My body buzzed, knowing that this was really happening.

“Do you have your bike?” I asked.

I didn’t want to leave him stranded when I left after I was done with him. Neither did I want to bring him back here.

I was hoping to sneak out after he fell asleep.

“I do,” he confirmed, “but again, I mean no offense. No one rides on the back of my bike but my old lady.”

“Wait, do you have an old lady?” I asked.

Pushing on his chest, I waited for his answer.

I hadn’t considered he might have a woman. That would put an end to everything I had planned. I would have to start all over again.

“No, babe, maybe someday. But until then, the only ride you get is on my cock.” He thrust his hips into me to make his point.

“No problem there. How about you follow me? I have a room at the hotel down the road.”

“Lead the way.”

Jack followed me into the room I had rented for the night. I didn’t want him to know I was local to Little Rock.

Besides, it wasn’t like I could take him home.

Not with him there.

Once the door closed behind me, Jack wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me back into his chest. He buried his face in my neck, nuzzling just below my ear. “You’re mine tonight, baby.”

The hand around my waist, spread out over my belly, his pinky toying with the waistband of my jeans. His other hand lifted to my breast, squeezing my nipple through my shirt.

I moaned his name.

“Tell me what you want, baby,” he crooned, licking up the side of my neck. “Let me hear that dirty mouth I know you have.”

“I want you to fuck me, Jack. I want to you to make me come so hard that I’ll never forget your name.”

“Damn, baby, your wish is my pleasure.” He groaned, spinning me around as he took my face in his hands and kissed me hard. His tongue slipped between my lips and tangled with mine.

Pulling back from the kiss, he licked his lips and demanded, “Get undressed and lay on the bed.”

I followed his order without hesitation.

This is what I was here for.

After quickly shedding my clothes, I climbed on the bed and laid on my back. I laid there and watched Jack remove his shirt as my eyes traveled the length of his torso, slowly gazing over every dip, curve, and tattoo. He removed his boots and jeans, pulling a condom from his wallet and throwing it onto the bed.

Shit.

I hadn’t counted on that. I always assumed bikers wouldn’t focus on protection.

The condom was forgotten the moment Jack lowered his boxers.

In fact, all thoughts left me as I watched him stroke himself.

“See something you want?” he asked with a smile.

He sure was a cocky son of a bitch, but that should benefit me.

“I liked what I saw when you still had your clothes on. All this is just the cream on top, though inside would be better.”

His eyes widened with surprise at my words.

Crawling over me, he settled between my legs. His lips descended on my shoulder, making their way across my collarbone and down my chest.

“Your tits are perfect,” he said, taking a nipple between his teeth.

He bit down, and I whimpered. Licking over where he bit, he then sucked my nipple into his mouth. I moaned and arched my back. It had been so long, I was already on the brink. It wouldn’t take much for me to fall over the edge.

“So responsive. I love hearing you moan and whimper. I’m gonna love hearing you scream with my dick buried in your pussy.” Jack’s dirty talk was on point.

“Jack, please,” I begged, pushing his shoulders, urging him lower.

“You want my mouth, baby?”

“Yes.”

Jack kissed down my belly. Kneeling on the end of the bed, he spread my legs out wide and stared at my center.

“Damn, that’s a pretty pussy,” he drawled. “All pink and glistening.” He leaned down and swiped his tongue through my folds.

I cried out when he sucked my clit between his lips .

Then, as he moved to lick at my entrance, his thumb strummed my clit.

I felt the pressure building. My hips bucked against him as he laid a heavy arm across my torso to hold me down.

His tongue moved to my clit.

He pushed a finger into me.

“Jack, please…”

“What do you want, baby?”

“I wanna come, Jack. Now.”

“I love a woman who knows what she wants,” he declared, returning to my clit and adding more force with his tongue.

He inserted a second finger, ramping up the tension coursing through my body. Rotating his hand, he curled his fingers inside me.

And that was all it took before I detonated, screaming out his name.

Jack continued to lick me through my orgasm until my body relaxed beneath him.

“Fuck, that was hot,” he said, crawling up my body and reaching for the condom.

Shit, think, Sam!

“Um, I’m allergic to latex,” I said, hoping he didn’t question me.

“Shit. This is all I have.”

“I’m on the pill, and I have an IUD. Can’t be too careful. I’m clean.”

Yes, I lied. I had to.

“I’ve never not wrapped it up.”

There was hesitation in his eyes.

“First time for everything, right?” I replied, biting my bottom lip.

I reached out and took his cock in my hand, stroking his length and stoking the fire I saw return to his eyes.

“I know this will come back to bite me in the ass, but right at this moment, I can’t bring myself to care.” He leaned down, taking my mouth again .

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him close.

He lifted my leg up to hitch on his hip and surged inside me.

“Fuck.” He groaned, burying his face in my neck. “Give me a minute. If I move right now, I’m gonna blow, and nobody wants that.”

He began kissing my neck, and I felt him pulse inside me.

“Jack, I need you to move.”

“I know, baby, but you are so hot and tight. I have felt nothing like it before.” He slowly slid out of me, leaving just the tip. “You ready?”

I nodded, and he slammed back in, taking my breath away.

Jack sat up on his knees and pulled my legs up to his shoulders. Holding my ankles, he used them as leverage so he could slide in and out quickly. He pulled out of me, and I groaned in protest.

Jack chuckled. “Don’t worry, baby, I ain’t done yet.”

He flipped me over so I laid on my stomach. Pulling my hips up into the air, he pushed back in from behind me. He grabbed the back of my neck, pressing me into the mattress while he plunged into me.

“Harder, Jack, fuck me harder.”

Spurred on by my encouragement, he thrust into me, his fingers digging into my hip.

“Fuck, baby, you feel so good. I need you to come again. I won’t last much longer.”

“Don’t wait for me, Jack.”

He chuckled and reached beneath us to rub my clit. “It doesn’t work that way, baby. I want to feel you come on my cock. I want you to squeeze me so hard it feels like you’re gonna rip my cock off.”

He pinched my clit, and I lost control.

“Yea, baby, just like that.”

I had never come so hard.

Jack grabbed my hips, spearing me twice more before groaning out his own release. He collapsed on me, rolling over and lying beside me .

“Shit.”

I leaned up on my elbows and looked at Jack.

“What’s wrong?”

“I meant to pull out.”

“Oh.” I collapsed back on the bed. Spent in the best way, I added, “I told you, I’m on the pill and I have an IUD.”

Now I’m just making it worse. In my defense, he’ll never know.

“Fuck, that was incredible. Where the hell have you been hiding?” he asked, pulling me over to lie on his chest.

Did bikers snuggle?

“Um, what do you mean?”

“I wanna see you again, but I’m leaving tomorrow. We’re opening another chapter of the club in another state.”

“Oh, well, if it’s any consolation, I’m not normally here, so this was just fate giving us one night.”

That wasn’t a complete lie. I lived just outside Little Rock.

“Where—”

“No, Jack. No talking. We have one night, and tomorrow we’re both leaving Little Rock. Let’s just enjoy what time we have.”

“Fuck yea,” he said, rolling me over onto my back. “Ready for round two?”

He leaned over me, taking my mouth again, not giving me a chance to answer.

My body already lit up in anticipation of what it knew he could do.

I laid there, staring at Jack as he slept.

In a perfect world, I wouldn’t have just this one shot.

In a perfect world, he would be Jack, and we would try until it happened.

If only I’d met Jack instead of him.

I slowly climbed out of the bed, looking for my clothes. Quietly getting dressed, I prayed Jack wouldn’t wake up. I needed to get home before he noticed I was gone.

I scribbled out a note and left it on the cut laid on top of the dresser, certain he would see it there, and slipped out the door. Out in the hallway, I took a deep breath. I reached into my purse, found what I was looking for, and slipped the ring back on my left hand.

With one last wistful look at the hotel room door, I swiftly walked to the elevator and prayed I was taking a small piece of Jack with me.