Chapter 12 Julie
TWELVE
JULIE
Staring into Cobalt’s beautiful eyes, they’re making me feel like I’m looking at the ocean in the dark under the moonlight.
I wish I could make one wish and for once it would come true, because that wish would be that this man would not want only me, but he’d take it all the way and claim only me as his forever.
Wishful thinking, especially with all those “club girls/sweet butts” walking around in the clubhouse almost naked.
I could never do that, not only because that isn’t in me but, shit, don’t want to make anyone sick to their stomachs or, even worse, laugh their asses off because I sure as hell don’t look like them.
Yeah, I’m not knocking myself, well not too much, but I don’t compare to those women.
Where they are small, toned, and thin. I’m tall, curvy, and soft.
Story of my life, I guess. Something must change in my face because a scowl starts to appear on his face before he squints those gorgeous eyes of his my way.
“Wait a damn minute. Darlin’, is that what you’re into?
Like the idea of a threesome? ’Cause if so then, I’m not your man.
That isn’t my idea of fun at all, just sayin’.
And I can say that honestly ’cause right this minute, I’m gonna be totally honest with ya, Julie, been there and tried it when I was younger, and that definitely is not my thing.
There are quite a few brothers out there who are into that, but telling ya now, Darlin’, you won’t be participating in any of that shit with a single one of my brothers.
And listen up, know you’re into thinking you’re independent and shit, but this is not something you want to argue with me about, so just drop it, Julie.
End of conversation. ’Cause if you do, by some chance, persuade one of my brothers that will be the last thing they do breathing on this earth. I can promise you that.”
My mouth drops at his crude shit but my heart starts to pound in my chest while a tiny grin starts.
Wait, did he just tell me I couldn’t be with any of his brothers?
Why would he say that unless… Now I don’t want to jump the gun but maybe, just maybe, a tiny bit of hope blossoms in my soul.
Does this man actually see and like me? Are his bossy ways his way to let me know?
But, then the other side of my brain, the one without stars all around it is starting to get pissed.
Who in the hell does he think he is? As I go to give him a piece of my mind, I look and he’s not standing across the room kind of in front of me, but is stalking his way to me.
When he’s there, he pulls me out of the chair and, before I can get my bearings, his mouth is on mine.
And no, this kiss is definitely not a timid, soft, or get to know you kiss.
Holy Mother of God, there are no words to describe this kiss.
One thing I do know though is I’m not going to fight him at all with how his kiss is making me feel.
My hands go to his waist, clutching his T-shirt, and I can feel his muscles underneath the material.
When the tip of his tongue licks the seam of my mouth, I moan at the same time as my lips open, granting him entrance.
And wow, if I thought before this might be my best kiss, the way he takes over licking, our tongues dueling, and him nibbling and biting, shows me he knows what he’s doing as I feel wet between my legs just from a kiss.
This man can truly kiss. One of his hands has my hair wrapped around it while he manipulates my head the way he wants it.
Meanwhile, his other hand shadows down my side, ghosting my breast, before he clutches one of my ass cheeks, pulling me up and closer to him so I can feel him.
Holy shit, there isn’t even one inch I don’t feel.
And by God, the promise of his length and girth is pressing into my tummy, and all that is him feels like steel.
It almost feels like his cock is vibrating on my skin causing tingles to start in my most private place.
My arms travel down all those muscles then I reach around and grab his solid full ass in both hands.
I hear him groan and know I’m giving as good as I’m getting.
We go hot and heavy for a bit standing, then Cobalt shifts while pushing me toward the love seat.
When the back of my legs hit it, he gently shoves me down, following after me.
I’m kinda sitting/lying on it and he leans down, lifting my legs gently, putting them over the armrest before lying right on top of me, though his arms are holding some of his weight off of me.
I want all of him so I shove at his arms and he drops, giving me all that is him.
Wow, hot damn, this man is nothing but solid because all I feel are hard ridges and muscle.
I open my eyes and his cobalt ones are right there watching every single move I make.
Then it dawns on me and, immediately I start to push on his phenomenal body, my mind running shit through it.
“Oh no, hell to the no. Let me up. Right this moment, Cobalt, I’m not going to be another notch on your love seat. It isn’t happening like this if it happens at all. I’m sorry, shit lost my head for a second, but holy fuck, you’re hot, hard, and handsome. What do you expect a girl to do?”
Worried he might get mad, I’m beyond shocked when he chuckles then leans up but doesn’t make any attempt to get off of me.
Embarrassed, but not wanting to let him know that, my eyes bounce back to his and I notice all of his smile lines and see his eyes are shining.
What the hell? is my thought before he leans down and kisses the tip of my nose.
“Darlin’, there are no notches on this love seat.
I don’t fuck women in my office or haven’t yet, but if you’re offering, we can change that right now.
Now, hey, don’t get your panties in a bunch.
I’m teasing ya, Julie. I just had the urge to kiss ya, didn’t expect it to go that far but, woman, damn that mouth of yours and you know how to use it.
Fuck, can you kiss. My mind is going in all directions of what you can do with that mouth, and I mean that in only the best, nastiest, dirty ways possible.
Now, I’m gonna kiss ya again, then I’ll let you up, only if you return my kiss like ya did before. ”
And he does exactly that. Kisses the shit out of me until I can’t breathe.
Then somehow, he moves and, before I can catch a breath, he is on his feet—not looking flustered at all while—I know my face is bright pink.
My lips and nipples are swollen, the latter hard too, and the little bit of makeup I had on probably looks days old now.
That’s what sucks for us women; men can do anything and still look good, while we can kiss a little and then have to take a minute to refresh our faces.
Unfair. When a hand appears before my eyes, I look up and up to see he’s grinning.
Damn, that face. Shit, it takes my breath away yet again.
Cobalt is way beyond handsome, he’s drop-dead gorgeous.
I lift my hand and he grabs it, pulling me up gently.
Then he turns us so we can sit on the love seat, very close to each other.
He puts an arm around me bringing me close to his side and leans his head so it’s on top of mine.
“All right, Darlin’, now we talk about what just happened.
I’m gonna be honest with ya ’cause that’s the only way I know how to be.
After what just happened, I can honestly say we have some intense fuckin’ chemistry for goddamn sure.
Gonna get nasty for a second, if ya don’t believe put your hand in my crotch to see how hard I am just from kissing ya, Julie.
But, and I say this being totally honest, that’s not everything anymore.
So I’m asking whatcha lookin’ for ’cause I’m done playing games.
My life is passing by and what do I have to show for it?
Yeah, got the club and my brothers, got a home with a couple of dogs and two cats.
What, why do ya look so shocked, Julie? You assuming that I’m a man whore who lives outta the bedroom here at the clubhouse? ”
“Well, duh, I’m shocked, Cobalt. I thought you lived here in the clubhouse in that huge suite upstairs.
You mean to tell me you have fur babies and I’ve not met them yet?
That’s just wrong on so many levels. And the question should be, what are you looking for?
You’re the badass biker not to mention the president of this, don’t know what you call it, gang, club, brotherhood, or do you do location first then the name—Kings of Anarchy Motorcycle Club, which is known for players, dawgs, and downright assholes.
Oh, on the dawgs, I meant the human ones.
What is actually happening here because I’m all confused? ”
“Well, Darlin’ what did you say? Oh yeah, that’s right, you informed me I’m hot, hard, and handsome.
Not thinking you’re the type of woman lookin’ for a few quick fucks and then, one day, you’ll just jump outta our bed and move your ass somewhere else.
I’ve done enough of those to last a lifetime.
Yeah, I said it ’cause you’re right, I’m a biker and I’ve enjoyed that type of life for a very long time.
I’m starting to see that way of life is getting old and, in general, our time on this earth is way too short to keep going from one fuck to another.
That’s existing without that anyone special beside ya, Darlin’.
So, once again I’ll ask, whatcha want? I will add I don’t do shit labels like boyfriend, friends with benefits, and whatever other bullshit you women come up with.
If we decide to pursue this, you’ll become my woman or ol’ lady, and I’m your man or ol’ man. That’s it.”