Chapter 12 Julie #2
I shake my head to see if I’m dreaming and realize I’m not.
What in the holy hell is going on and how did I get here?
One minute I have the Mob ready to end me, and now I’m in a motorcycle club with their president trying to figure out where we are going.
It makes no sense, even though I know this club isn’t one-hundred-percent legal and I just helped try to fix one of his brothers, who was tortured and had the shit beat out of him by the Mob.
And I have my own connection with Salvatore and said Mob, so how does this even work?
The angel on my right shoulder is telling me to be careful and proceed with caution, while the devil on my left shoulder is screaming, fuck it, just do it.
I can’t listen to either of them because, as usual, they are so damn conflicting it doesn’t help me at all.
Cobalt doesn’t say a word, just keeps his hands on me waiting oh-so patiently, his blue eyes never leaving mine.
I’m so damn confused but with the growing feelings along the way, I’m drawn to him.
Not to mention how my body reacts whenever he is close for some reason, that makes my decision before I can let reality seep in.
Without giving it much thought, I lean back into him.
I guess that gives my answer because he stands with me in his arms and starts moving through his office, out the door, and up to his quarters.
Holy shit, this man is strong. He’s carrying me like I weigh nothing and that isn’t even close to the truth.
We make it to his bedroom, which he opens with a hand to the wall. Hello. My name is Cobalt, Cobalt Bond. That thought brings a silly grin to my face, which he catches.
“Darlin’, what’s so funny? Better make it good ’cause I don’t think I’ve ever seen any woman who was on their way to my bed have such a goofy smile on their face. Explain, Julie.”
“Cobalt, it was you putting your hand on the wall to get the door to open. Almost like James Bond, so in my head I was calling you Cobalt, Cobalt Bond. Well, two reasons, that’s the only name I have of yours, and two, to be totally honest that was frigging hot.”
Next thing I know we are in his bedroom and I’m flying across the room, landing on his bed with a bounce.
Cobalt is right there and starts undressing me with those large hands of his.
You’d think he’d be rough because it’s apparent he’s beyond horny, but it’s the softest and gentlest of touches that caress my body, as my clothes come off in record time.
Then I’m sprawled out on his bed naked, while he is standing over me fully dressed, eyes turning into almost deep-cerulean flames as they take in every nook and cranny on me.
When I go to hide my tummy, he leans down and starts to softly place baby kisses all over my belly.
Between his mouth, hands, and body, mine is already starting to hum.
When his tongue licks my seam, I come off the bed, except for my feet and shoulders.
He moves to get situated between my thighs, pushing them open as far as they can go.
Once he gets into place, Cobalt starts slow and soft then increases the pressure of his tongue and lips.
I can’t believe how close I am so quickly, especially when he pushes two fingers inside of me, twisting this and that way, I go to grab his hair when he completely stops what he’s doing and looks up at me from between my legs.
Damn, that look on his face, lips wet with me, will feed a lot of my dreams going forward.
“No touching Darlin’. Lie back and relax. I gotcha.”
So being the good girl I am, I lie back and let Cobalt blow my world to pieces time and time again.
When I feel like a wet noodle and can barely lift my head after the third—no, maybe fourth time he took me over the edge—he stands and starts removing his clothing.
My eyes get big as his chest comes into view, then he unbuckles his jeans, right after he toes off his boots and socks.
I hate feet and even his feet are turning me on, which is weird as shit.
When he lets his jeans go, my mouth literally falls open.
First, he’s commando, which I don’t think I’ve ever seen a man do.
Second, he’s extremely long and thick. His cock is jutting out, almost like it’s trying to hypnotize me with how gorgeous it is.
His balls are heavy and slightly swinging with his motion.
Looking at him, my devil is purring already, while my angel is saying prayers.
Why? I have no idea. This is one time I’m going to drop my guard and see where it takes me.
I look up to see he’s watching me with a smirk as he jerks his huge cock with one hand.
The tip is gleaming with just a touch of cum, and I want to lick it off.
That shocks me because I’m usually not into that at all.
He walks to the side of the bed, opening the nightstand.
I’m shifting my legs as all I want is him right the hell now.
I almost fall off the bed when he lets out a loud and frustrated, “FUCK!”
“What’s wrong, Cobalt?”
His head jerks my way then tilts, but he doesn’t say a word and neither do I. Time ticks by when he shocks me once again.
“Darlin’, when we are like this, do not call me, Cobalt. Call me by my name.”
I feel the snark coming on me when I lean up on my elbows and let my eyes take him in.
“And that name would be what, Cobalt? I have no idea what your given name is.”
Giving me one of those panties-dropping smirks of his, he leans over the bed, getting extremely close to me.
“When we are in this bed or my bed at my home or anywhere when I’ve worked you to the point of losing it and you want to scream out my name, it’s not Cobalt.
When the feeling starts that you are about to come apart.
When I feel that incredible pussy squeezing me tight, I want you to scream my name.
I need to hear you let loose with my name, Liam, on your lips. Can you do that for me, Julie?”
My core is vibrating. I can feel the wetness not only on my thighs, as I’ve been rubbing them together, trying for some kind of friction, but now even the bed is soaked.
My nipples hurt they are so hard. To try to relieve some of the pressure, my hands go to my breasts, rubbing over them back and forth, throwing in a pinch every once in a while.
Cobalt’s eyes go even darker seeing this.
So moving like a man with a mission, he leans down, looking around in the drawer, before turning and heading toward the door.
I’m mesmerized at the way his cock stands at attention while swing below are his heavy balls.
The muscles flexing in his ass are not only mouth-watering but beyond gorgeous.
He’s totally all man. When he flings the door open it hits me, he’s butt-ass naked.
“Where the hell are you going, Liam?”
He turns and the tension in his body is literally scary, though those eyes are soft while watching me.
“Darlin’, by chance would ya have like a handful of extra-large condoms in your purse?
No? Shit, didn’t think so and since my stash is gone, gotta get my hands on some quick like.
No, don’t go there, Julie. I didn’t use them, so one of my brothers must have been helping themselves.
And that leaves just a few who could even fit mine. Be right back.”
With that he literally strolls out the door, hard-on out for all to see.
Not sure how he can walk around like he might be going to grab a bite to eat or a beer with his brothers, his junk out in the open.
A giggle comes out before I can stop it and then it’s like opening the door.
I’m laughing so hard it’s starting to hurt my tummy.
When the door opens, Liam is in the doorway watching me while everything is at attention.
I curl up in a ball because, I mean, what else can I do?
“Darlin’, we have to wait a few minutes.
Had to send one of the fuckin’ prospects to get me some condoms ’cause those boys use the teeny-weeny size, and that ain’t gonna work for this snake.
In the meantime, let me warm ya back up, gonna need to make sure you’re ready for me.
At any time if you want me to stop, Julie, just say the word and we will.
Though gotta say, I get pretty intense but no reason to ever be afraid of me.
Now move that fine ass down here and let me get to warmin’ ya back up.
I’m starving for another taste of your sweet pussy, Darlin’. ”