Letting Her Lead (Ghost Riders MC #3)(6)

The experience I’d had with what my brother had brought to our house showed me I never want to be mixed up with something like that. It’s the reason I kept shooting Lucias down time and time again. Not to mention Lucias is way out of my league and I don’t mean in looks. I mean in life.

I can only picture what goes on in this club if half of what I’ve read in romance novels is true. I don’t ever want to know what’s happened in this very bed I’m lying in. I’m starting to think this is their clubhouse, but if I had to guess what a clubhouse looks like, this wouldn’t be it.

When I hear the door open, I stay extremely still, trying to fake sleep. I hear the door shut, and heavy footsteps move closer to the bed. When I feel fingers rub down my right cheek, it takes everything in me not to open my eyes. The smell of Lucias hits me hard, and I know it’s him. I relax knowing it’s him and not someone else.

I hear a muttered “f*ck” and footsteps walking away. Then the laptop opens. Shit. Shit. Shit.

“Couldn’t guess the password, I see,” his deep voice rumbles, but it sounds like he’s smiling. I don’t answer, just keep faking my sleep. I’m not sure if he’s onto me or not, but I’m not giving myself up.

I hear more rustling movements, then feel the bed dip on the other side. Lucias pulls me to him a little, wrapping his body around mine.

Oh. My. God. He’s spooning me. I can feel my heartbeat pick up. It thumps loudly, and I wonder if only I can hear it. Or is it loud enough for him to hear it, too? His bare legs tangle with mine, making me wonder if he’s naked. He cannot be naked. I feel my body flush, and I’m sure I’ve turned bright red. I’ve never in my life been in bed with a man, unless you count when I was a kid and Dusty and I would fall asleep together watching movies.

His face comes to my neck like he’s trying to bury it there, then I feel a kiss on my neck, soft and warm. I bite my lip, just happy that he can’t see my face from this angle. The blush has to be showing. The light isn’t great in here—just a single lamp is on—but I’m sure he could see it if he looked right at me. I can feel the heat on my cheeks.

He places another kiss, then another, leading up my neck. The arm he has slung around me pulls me even closer as he continues to assault my neck. Wait. Is assault even the right word? I don’t know if I should tell him to stop or just keep faking sleep. I have a feeling he’s onto me. I don’t think much gets past Lucias.

When he makes it up to my ear, he pulls the lobe into his mouth, sucking before giving it a little bite.

“You should have guessed your name.”





6





Lucias





I feel her tense under me, but I just keep holding her tight.

“Why would you have my name as your password?”

Running my nose along the shell of her ear, I kiss her neck and breathe in her scent. “You knew I wanted you for a while now, Izzy.” She stops moving completely, and I swear you could hear a pin drop. “I didn’t think it would happen like this, though. But as long as I got you in my bed, I guess it doesn’t matter.”

“You asked me out and I said no. Is this what you do to women who turn you down?”

She’s pissed, and it makes me smile. I like how sassy she is.

“Women don’t turn me down, baby.” I laugh against her neck and give it another kiss, and I can feel the tension rolling off of her.

“Let me out of this bed. I don’t want to sleep where you’ve had a line of whores in and out of. I’m going to get a disease from lying here.”

Throwing my leg over hers, I hold her tighter and sit up a little to look down at her.

“You’re not going anywhere. Besides, I didn’t say I took women up on it. Just saying they aren’t shooting me down left and right like you did.” I feel her relax slightly, and I lean down to whisper in her ear again. “No woman has ever been in this bed, and there sure as shit hasn’t been one since the day I laid eyes on you.”

I feel her tremble under me, and I close my eyes, wishing there wasn’t anything between us.

“I know you may not be mine, but I’m hoping if you stay here long enough that you will be. That you’ll forget about him and choose me.” She takes in a breath and starts to say something, but I slowly snake my hand up her nightshirt, resting it on her hip. “Shhh. Don’t tell me no again, baby. Tonight I just want to lie here and hold you. I promise I won’t do too much. Just a little cuddle.”

I flex my fingers against her hip. I can feel the band of her panties there, and I’d give anything to flip her shirt up and make her show me them. But right now, I just want to sleep with her. Maybe this is all I’ll ever get. Hell, this could be the only night I ever have with her, but I’ll take just this if it means she’s in my arms.



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I wake up sometime later, lying on my back with Izzy on top of me. It’s still dark outside, and the small lamp doesn’t do much to help me see her. I feel her soft body breathing evenly on top of me, and I smile as I lie there. I guess at some point I rolled over and she climbed on, or I flopped back and took her with me. Either way, she’s on top of me, and I’ll take it.

Her thighs are spread on either side of my hips, and my hard cock is straining against my boxer briefs, trying to get at her. I can feel her heat through the material, and all I can think about is sliding them down just a little and pulling her panties to the side. I want to sink into her warmth and just stay there. Not even have sex. I just want to be inside of her.