Chapter 16 Noelle
NOELLE
I dreaded the day Ash discovered I’d been lying to him this whole time.
It would only solidify his perceptions of police.
I tightened my grip on the flashlight to keep it from trembling.
Ash bent closer to the box and muttered under his breath.
“Stupid bastards. Would have been better for everyone if they’d touched the wrong wire.”
He twisted two wires together, then melted some kind of sleeve over the break.
“How do you know all this stuff?”
I pushed my hair out of my face and resisted the urge to put a hand on his shoulder.
Ash shrugged. “Not a lot to do as a kid in my neighborhood. You either learned shit or you died.”
The casual way he said it contrasted with the way his shoulders tensed.
I watched in fascination as he fixed two more wires.
He’d not only figured out the problem that caused the blackout, but he knew how to fix it.
Efficiently.
Without electrocuting himself.
He’d given me a scare when he bit through the candy, but watching him now, I realized Ash was incredible with his hands.
I’d heard the other bikers talking about Ash and how he always worked on their bikes.
They had the most custom wheels in three states, all thanks to Ash. No wonder he took such pride in his work.
“How long would it have taken the electric company to fix this?”
I tried to keep still, afraid that if I moved even a little, it would throw off his concentration.
Ash smirked. “From what I’ve seen of that bunch, they’d be chasing their asses for three days. They’d check everything else before they made their way here and looked in this box.”
He pointed his wire cutters at the spot he’d fixed. “And even then, they probably wouldn’t have realized what’s wrong as fast as I did.” He winked. “I’m rather spectacular.”
“And modest too.” I played into his charm without hesitation.
Ash was open and warm. He made me wonder what it would be like for us to have a real relationship.
He returned to his work. “Why be modest when you can be extraordinary?”
He took the flashlight from me and cast it over the box from top to bottom. “That should work. Once I throw the switch, we’ll need to get out quick in case they decide to investigate.”
“You know, seeing you like this, it’s pretty hot.” I fanned my face and grinned at him.
Part of me felt ridiculous, but the other part–a larger part–enjoyed the way his crooked smile emerged.
He pushed to his feet. “Really?”
“Yep.” I popped my lips around the P sound. “You might not keep it legal, but it’s like I said earlier. You’re really just a big softie.”
I poked him in the chest with one finger.
Hard muscle met my fingertip, and I let out a breathy sound that fluttered between us.
“You keep saying that, but you’re wrong.” He caught my hand and brought my fingers to his mouth.
The sight of him kissing my fingertips one by one almost distracted me from what I wanted to say.
I tipped my head to the side and concentrated. “No. I’m right. It takes a man with a big heart to break into a government building in the middle of the night because he’s worried about the people in his town. That’s why you did this, right? You were worried about people freezing to death.”
“How did you…” He trailed off, shaking his head.
His smirk shifted from confused to flirty. “Maybe I just wanted to get you out here by yourself.” He walked forward until our chests pressed together, then kept walking.
Moving slowly, he forced me against the wall and pinned me there. “Maybe you did, but you could have had me at the clubhouse. Why bring me out here?”
“To prove I’m not a good man. You can’t keep talking like I’m good, Noelle.” He dropped the flashlight and his bag to the floor.
Both hands settled on my shoulders, then ran down my chest to my nipples. “I’m not leaving here until you admit that I’m the devil.”
He wasn’t Rafe.
He didn’t have that feral audacity or grit, but there was heat in the way he spoke to me.
And desire.
He squeezed my nipples through my shirt, rolling them between his thumb and forefinger.
“And if I don’t?” I clasped his shoulders to keep from melting onto the floor.
My knees trembled, and I had the sudden desire to fuck him right here, right now.
It had been building since I hopped onto the motorcycle.
There had even been a moment when I’d considered working my hands into his pants and stroking him while he drove.
I’d resisted, but standing in front of him now, I had no reason to stop.
“You will.” He lowered his head and nipped the side of my neck. “Say it.”
“No.” I arched into him.
This was a different game from what I played with Rafe.
This was playful teasing.
Ash kissed along my jaw, my chin, and then my lips.
He slid his hands beneath my sweater and bra and palmed my heavy breast.
His other hand dipped into my pants and between my legs.
God, I was already wet again.
How was this possible?
I hooked my arms around his neck and spread my legs to give him better access.
Ash took advantage of every angle and circled my clit with his thumb.
He pressed hard while driving two fingers into my pussy.
Good God, the dexterity in his fingers was phenomenal.
He managed to thrust his fingers in a deeply rhythmic motion while maintaining pressure on my clit.
The combined force started a slow shiver up my spine and across my scalp.
I’d come so many times today, it should be impossible to do it again.
My body defied logic as the orgasm built.
Ash added a third finger.
His tongue stroked mine, the fingers of his other hand plucking and teasing my nipple until I could barely stand the pressure building in the back of my head.
He moved his lips to my ear. “This is all I can offer you, Noelle. I’m not a good man. I never will be. I am the devil in disguise, and I will ruin you.”
I came in a rush of strangled sounds, sagging against Ash as the waves crashed over me.
He soothed me with soft kisses, sliding his fingers from me.
Grinning, he popped them into his mouth and licked them clean. “Better than any candy.”
I struggled to control my thudding heartbeat and reached for his belt.
“Noelle.” My name had never been said that way before, with exasperation and need all twisted together. “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to suck your cock.” I ripped the fly open on his jeans and sank to my knees on the cold concrete.
I should be freezing, but Ash kept me warm.
Thoughts of feeling him explode in my mouth overruled any sense of discomfort.
I pulled his cock free and wrapped my lips around the head.
“Fuck.” Ash threaded his fingers into my hair and framed my head in his hands. “And here I thought I was the one with an oral fetish.”
I lapped the head of his cock with my tongue, then ran it the length of his shaft, nipping at the hot skin as I worked my way to the base and back up again.
He pumped his hips toward me when I encircled him and sucked hard enough to press my cheeks into my teeth.
Blood roared in my ears, and through it, I heard his groans.
His hands trembled like he was holding himself back.
I grinned around his girth and worked him into my throat the way Rafe had taught me.
“Oh, so that’s how you want to play?” Ash locked eyes with me.
His burned feverish, hot enough to blister my skin and set me on fire.
I wrapped my hands around the base of his cock and stroked up and down while mimicking the same motion with my mouth.
I took him deeper, and his eyes glazed over.
“You’re not the good girl you pretend to be.” Ash worked his hands across my scalp, combing my hair away from my face. “You might be just as much the devil as I am.”
I never admitted he was the devil, and I never would.
I’d seen true evil.
Ash did not belong on the same playing field as those men.
I popped him out of my mouth. “You deserve a reward for a job well done. A good deed.”
I licked around the head of his cock. “And I want to feel you come in my mouth.”
I’d never said that to anyone before.
I’d never wanted it with anyone until I met them.
“Don’t hold back, Ash. I can handle it. I’m not some pampered princess who needs coddling.” I sucked hard on his head.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
When I released him again, his eyes were half-closed. “Fuck my mouth, Ash. Tell me what you like. What do you want me to do to you?”
“Suck harder.” He rubbed his cock back and forth over my closed lips. “Don’t stop.”
I opened my mouth and let him guide his dick inside.
It hit the back of my throat and kept going.
I’d never had a strong gag reflex, and I’d never been happier about that.
I widened my jaw, giving him better access, and sucked his cock like I wanted to swallow it whole.
He locked his hands on my head and thrust his hips, working his cock in and out of my throat and mouth.
Muscles jumped in his forearms, and his balls tightened.
Close.
He was so close.
I put every ounce of strength into my lips and tongue, working his cock harder and harder.
“Fuck, that feels good. Damn it all to hell. I don’t want it to end, but I can’t hold back anymore.”
He thrust hard and exploded in the back of my throat.
The hot, salty cum filled my mouth.
I swallowed, again and again, taking every drop.
Ash trembled once and dropped his hands from my head to my chin.
He guided me to standing and brushed his lips over mine.
“Definitely not the kind of good girl I expected. Definitely the kind I prefer.” He kissed me again.
“We’re both clearly hiding things, Noelle.”
He held me against the wall, his body firm and warm.
A hardness crossed his face, then shifted to the congenial playboy I’d first met. “Don’t worry. I’ll keep your dirty little secret.”