Chapter Seven
Lily
The sound of the door opening must have awakened me. I opened my eyes and found myself staring at a cup of coffee as Rattler placed it on the bedside table.
“Thought you might be waking up soon.” His voice was low, husky, filled with something I couldn’t quite place my finger on until I realized I was completely naked, and the sheet had somehow fallen down to barely covering my waist. Lying on my side, everything was on display from the waist up.
He wanted me. Again.
I probably should have pulled the sheet up but who would I be kidding? I wanted him too, and I was starting to think I was into exhibitionism.
But only for him. Rattler. He made me feel like the sexiest woman he’d ever seen.
Leaning over me, he brushed his lips across my forehead.
“I brought you coffee and a scone. Or a muffin. Take whichever one you want. Oh, and Shadow sent a phone for you. It’s clean, and it’s on our private network so you don’t have to worry about your ex managing to hack into it or sending you nasty messages.
Shadow programmed my number and the group chat for the club into it already.
The old ladies have their own chat group, but you’ll have to have them send you an invite to that one. Us guys aren’t included.”
I yawned and picked up the phone. It looked like any other phone I’d ever seen, except this one had a cute flowery case on it. “Thanks. It feels weird having a phone again.”
He frowned. “It’s only been a day.”
I shook my head. “No. Tim took my phone away from me months ago. Didn’t want me contacting anyone without his say so.”
“Asshole.”
“Yeah. I thought we covered that already.” I looked at the plate of food. “Didn’t we do this already? The muffin or scone thing?”
He grinned. “Yeah, but you had lots of clothes on the last time. I like it better this way.”
So did I.
Scooting myself into a sitting position, I chose the lemon poppyseed muffin. Not quite the same as the choices at the bakery. I took a bite. “Delicious!”
He nodded. “Ace sent one of the prospects into town this morning for breakfast stuff. He wants the electrician to vet the wiring in the kitchen before Mom uses the stove or anything again.”
“How long’s that going to take?”
“Should be done this morning. Ace has ordered most everyone out of the compound while the electrician is here. Everyone except us, of course, and a skeleton crew to make sure nothing goes wrong.” He picked up the scone and attacked it like it might bite back.
I was confused. “Why? Is it dangerous? They cut the power to the kitchen, didn’t they?”
He swallowed the mouthful of scone. “Yeah, it’s not that.
It’s just a precaution. The electrician won’t see anybody, won’t talk to anybody other than Ace or whoever he delegates to deal with the guy.
Probably Jake. I know it sounds a little paranoid, but it keeps us all safe.
We’ve helped put a few bad guys in jail or out of business over the years, and they could come looking for payback.
No point in helping them figure out the best way to do that. ”
“Oh.” I munched on my muffin.
“You could pull that sheet up a bit and cover yourself.” Rattler raked his gaze across my bare chest.
“I suppose I could.” I made no move to follow through.
“I’m not made of stone, you know.”
“I never thought you were.” I licked the crumbs off my fingers, making sure to suck a little on the last one.
“Fuck. You are going to be the death of me!” He stood and pulled off his cut, folding it and placing it on the dresser, followed by his shoulder holster and gun.
“Wouldn’t it be easier just to fuck me?”
“You know what some people might call a girl who does what you’re doing, don’t you?”
I grinned. “Yeah. A tease. And I think it’s working.”
“Fucking right it is.” He slid his pants down. His cock sprang free, already at full attention. He took it in his hand and gave it a nice long stroke. “You want to finish that coffee first?”
“First?” As if I didn’t know exactly what he had in mind.
“Yeah. Before I taste that little pussy of yours and then fill it so full you’ll be begging me to stop.”
I pulled myself up onto my knees, letting the sheet slide all the way off. “I might beg you, but it won’t be to stop.”
His eyes narrowed. “Lie back and spread your legs, wide so I can see all of you.”
I did as I was told, feeling more turned on than I ever had. Turns out I found being ordered around hot as long as I felt safe. I’d bet my life Rattler would never hurt me.
He crawled onto the bed, towering over me. His lips covered mine, devouring my mouth as he thrust his tongue in and tasted everything I offered. When he lifted his head, his eyes glittered with primal lust.
He licked his way down my body, worshipping my breasts with his teeth and tongue before moving lower. He used one hand to tease my entrance, pressing his palm against it before sliding one finger inside.
I let out a little moan, and he slid a second one in, pumping them in and out with aggravating slowness. “You like that?”
“Mmhmm.” I arched up against his hand, trying to force his fingers deeper.
He chuckled and slid lower on the bed. Pulling his fingers free, he replaced them with his mouth, lapping at my juices with his tongue before stabbing it deep.
I sucked in a deep breath as heat raced across every nerve ending. He swirled his tongue around the little bundle of nerves, and pleasure darted deep inside my belly. My back arched, lifting up off the bed as he feasted on me. Licking, sucking, his tongue everywhere at once.
“Please,” I begged. “Rattler, please!”
He barely lifted his head, growling out the words. “Please what? Say it, Lily. Tell me you want me.”
“I want you! Oh, God, I want you inside me. Now!” I threaded my fingers through his hair and tried to pull him up over me.
“Nope. Not that way, cupcake.” He sat back on his haunches. “I want you on all fours.”
Mindless with need, I rolled over and pushed myself up on hands and knees.
He reached over and pulled a foil packet out of the bedside drawer. “Going to need to buy these by the case if you’re staying with me.” I glanced over my shoulder as he ripped it open with his teeth and quickly sheathed himself.
He reared up behind me, his thick shaft sliding between my parted legs, grasping my hips with one hand and positioning himself at my entrance with the other. “You ready?”
Was I ever. “Yes, damn it. Fuck me!”
He slammed into me in one quick thrust, filling me completely.
He paused for a moment to let me adjust to his size.
I dragged in a ragged breath and pushed back against him.
It felt so good. He started to move, drilling into me over and over again, faster and faster.
I dropped my head to the bed and braced myself to take everything he gave.
Just when I thought I was going to come, he stopped, and I let out a low whimper.
“Roll over. I want to see your face when you come.” His voice was low and husky.
I dropped to the bed and rolled over obediently, exhaling a shaky breath as I tried to adjust to the sudden loss.
It didn’t last long. With a piercing stare, he nudged my legs apart and thrust back into me. I closed my eyes and wrapped my legs around him. Meeting him thrust for thrust, I let myself sink into pure feelings.
“Open your eyes.” He barked out the command.
I did, and found him staring down at me, his eyes dark with lust. He circled his hips, and the sudden change in pace hit at just the right angle to trigger my orgasm. I screamed, arching up against him as pleasure so intense it bordered on pain washed over me.
Seconds later he let out a growl of triumph at his own orgasm. We collapsed on the bed, facing each other with his cock still buried inside me. He kissed my neck. “You okay?”
“Yeah. That was… amazing. I’ve never done that before.”
He looked confused. “Done what?”
“Made love on all fours. It felt different.”
“Different angle. You seriously never?”
I shrugged. “No. Tim was more of a him on top, me on the bottom kind of guy.”
Rattler shook his head. “That’s basic missionary. It’s okay, but there’s so many other positions. And I’m going to enjoy teaching you every single one of them.”
I’d be willing to bet other women he’d been with knew all the tricks. One of the downsides of our age difference. Compared to any other lovers he’d had, I was a novice. “You don’t mind? That I’m not that experienced and I don't know most of the positions?”
He grinned. “Hell no. I like the fact I get to be the first at all of them. Sounds like your ex was all about his fun, and to hell with yours.”
I rolled onto my back as he slid off the bed. “Let’s not talk about Tim. I’d just as soon forget he exists.”
“Fine by me.” He removed the condom and tied it off. Heading to the bathroom, he took care of that and came back with a damp cloth to clean me up.
“So, church this morning, Ace assigned me to a thing. It’s postponed because of the fan issue, but once the electrician is gone I’ll be away on club business for a couple of days.
Hopefully no more than two, but I’ll keep in touch.
” He finished wiping me off and tossed the cloth in the clothes hamper.
“What kind of club business?”
He shook his head. “I told you earlier, when we say club business, it means we can’t discuss it outside of the club members. Not even with the old ladies.”
I’d never been one to take no as an answer without asking for a reason. “Why?”
“It’s for your own protection. What you don’t know, people won’t try to get out of you. Everyone knows bikers don’t tell their wives or girlfriends anything about club business, so no one bothers to go after them for information.”
I liked that he included me with the old ladies, but I wasn’t thrilled about being kept in the dark. “What if it’s something I need to know to protect myself?”
A wry smile ghosted across his lips. “Not going to let it go, are you?”
I shook my head. “Nope.”