Crossroads (Beautiful Biker MC Romance Series) - DD Prince Page 0,115

the brotherhood. And you just proved a lot to me by kidnapping me today. You proved it doesn’t matter if I’m with a biker or a cop or a businessman. What matters is whether or not I’m with you.”

He let go of my hands, grabbed my face, and then his lips crashed into mine.

“I don’t want away from you,” he whispered against my lips. “Ever.”

“Ever?” I asked.

“Never,” he replied, huskily and then I was on my back on the bed and he was ripping his cut off, tossing it to the other bed. Then his hand went behind his head and he hauled his shirt up over his head and it was gone. Skin. So much beautiful muscled skin.

He kicked boots and socks off and then his belt was undone by his strong, beautiful fingers.

He reached and yanked the tennis shoe off my left foot, then my right. I was in capri yoga pants and a racerback tank under a light cotton short-sleeved hoodie and I was divested of all of those garments while he stared into my eyes.

He stopped at the point where he’d next take off my bra and panties and backed away on his knees off the bed and stood there with a funny look on his face.

I sat up. “No. Don’t you even think about going.”

“I’m not goin’ anywhere.” He reached into his jeans for his wallet and pulled out a condom. “But I am gonna take a minute to look at you, to savor this moment here, baby, because that care shoulda been taken your first time.”

My chin wobbled. I felt tears well up in my eyes.

He climbed up the end of the bed and moved closer to me, looking into my eyes. “I’m sorry I’ve been such a dick. I don’t care what you say, I fuckin’ know I’m not good enough for you.”

“I want you,” I told him. “The minute I saw you, something happened to me. Something profound. And then when you started turning things upside down because of what you believe is right, because of how wrong you knew your club was? I knew then. I knew you were the man for me. I knew. And I was right.” I swallowed and blew out a breath. “You fighting against this, thinking you’re not good enough for me? Those moments we had in the back of that van and what I felt coming from you? That shows me you’re gonna value me. All you’ve said and all you’ve done shows me how you feel about my family, too. I can’t even tell you how much I love that.”

He stared at me while I spoke, eyes roving my face.

I moistened my lips. “I love you,” I said. “I know that sounds crazy, that I hardly know you, but in my soul I know that I do. I’ve been infatuated before but that isn’t what this is. This is me knowing you’re the one for me. Everything on your face right now tells me I’ve found the man I’m supposed to be with, supposed to have everything with. The day of the carwash, seeing our patch on your leather, I knew my own prayers were answered. You wanted to grow big and tall; I wanted to know where to look, where to hunt for my future.”

His eyes smoldered as he reached over with his index finger and slipped my black bra strap over one shoulder. And then he repeated the motion with the other. He moved closer and undid my bra in the back. I let it fall off.

His eyes devoured me, and the look on his face made me feel beautiful. He put his lips to mine and then cupped my breasts in his hands. His thumbs moved over my nipples as his lips moved over my mouth. I let out a happy sigh and then a whimper as he rolled my left nipple between his thumb and forefinger. I felt him smile at my whimper, so he then did it with the right. I grabbed his undone jeans and got them down enough to get his cock out.

His mouth went to my breast as his hand slid down into my panties, making my head loll back. I fell back against the pillows.

He stared into my eyes as his fingers worked my clit and then two of them slid inside me.

I felt happiness well up in me as I spread my legs, abandoning my task of trying to get his cock out.

He pulled