Maybe This Time (Maybe #1)(35)

“Dad, can you lock the door?” I call out. Dad grins and walks over, locking up. Then he puts his arm around me and walks with me to the bikers.

“This is my daughter, Summer. Summer, these are my friends, Red, Dax, Bade and Henry,” he says, gesturing to each one as he says their name.

“Hello,” I say shyly, offering them a smile. A few grunts of hello ensue.

“She’s beautiful,” the one named Dax says, grinning. He looks to be in his mid-twenties, with hazel eyes. His dark hair is shoulder length and has a slight wave to it, and he’s wearing a blue bandana on his head.

“I know. Now keep your eyes to yourself,” dad mock growls. The men laugh good naturedly. They're all wearing the same cuts, so I assume they're a part of a MC.

“I’m gonna head home, dad,” I say, giving him a hug. I smile and wave to the bikers before getting into my car.

As I drive home I decide to drop by Reid’s and say hello. He has an hour before he starts at the bar, and I know he’s been training all day. He must be exhausted. His fight is tomorrow night, and I think I’m more nervous than he is. I knock on the door, rolling my eyes when Ryan opens it wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts.

“Expecting someone else?” I ask dryly, leaning on the wall.

Ryan grins, then looks a little uncomfortable.

“Oh, god, what am I interrupting?” I cover my face with my hands.

“Nothing yet,” he says, smirking.

“Reid?”

“Not home yet, should be here any second, though.”

“So, you aren’t going to invite me in?” I say, my body shaking with laughter.

Ryan scowls and hesitantly opens the door. “Tag by himself?”

“Hired a new girl, so it’s less strain now,” he says, closing the door behind me. I can hear giggling as soon as I enter the living area, and gape when I see not one, but two women sitting there. I send Ryan a look that says ‘you sly dog, you’.

“Do you want me to tell them to go?” he asks, frowning.

“No, no. Don’t worry about me. I’ll head into Reid’s room.”

“You sure? You know you’re more important. Family is more important,” he says, looking conflicted.

“You don’t need to kick them out on my behalf. I’ll go wait in Reid’s room. Enjoy yourself,” I say, kissing him on the cheek because he is just that sweet.

I make myself welcome in Reid’s room, burying myself under the black comforter. When I hear Reid’s voice saying, “What the f*ck, Ryan? At least go into your room!” I start laughing. Reid opens the door, his face brightening as soon as he sees me lying in his bed.

“Fuck, you’re a sight for sore eyes, beauty,” he says, kneeling at the bed. He’s wearing a pair of track pants and a black wife beater, and he looks seriously f*cking hot.

“I missed you, so I thought I'd come see you before work,” I say, leaning over for a kiss.

“You look so sexy in my bed,” he says huskily, moving closer for another taste. He sucks on my bottom lip, pulling away too soon. I make a sound of complaint, earning me his signature grin.

“I’m gonna have a quick shower. Stay right where you are,” he says, leaving the room. I flip over and sigh into Reid’s pillow. Reid and I haven’t had sex, and he seems to be content with taking things slow. I, on the other hand, want him.

Bad.

I’m thinking up seduction techniques when Reid walks back in, dressed in only a towel. I sit up in bed, my eyes devouring him. His arms have the perfect amount of muscle, not too bulky, and his chest is toned to perfection. His stomach is full of sleek lines and ripped curves, and as rivulets of water drip down his abs, I swallow hard, my mouth suddenly parched.

He clears his throat and my eyes quickly dart to his. “I forgot my clothes to change into,” he says, sounding slightly sheepish.

“Reid?”

“Yeah,” he says in a low tone.

“Can I touch you?” I ask in a soft whisper. He doesn’t reply, but takes the few steps between us, reaching the bed. I sit up on my knees, so my face is level with his chest. I place a soft kiss on the top of his ripped stomach, feeling his muscles tense the second my lips make contact with his skin. I lift my hand up tentatively, tracing the lines of his abs and running my fingers down his chest, our eyes staying locked together. He watches me through heavy lidded eyes, the blue shades darker than usual. I sink my teeth into my bottom lip, and Reid inhales deeply at the action. In a swift movement, his large hands grip my hips as he lifts me off the bed, and puts me down on the floor so I’m standing. His gaze is so intense, so probing.

“Are you sure you want this?” he asks, the low timbre of his voice thick and rough. The sound turns me on even more.

The word ‘yes’ barely leaves my mouth, when he takes my face into his hands, and kisses me hungrily. His tongue begs entrance, his rough moan penetrating the air when I open and let him in.

I can’t get enough of him.

His taste.

His passion.

He starts kissing down my neck, trailing hot, wet kisses that leave me gasping. I don’t think there's anyone that can kiss as well as Reid Knox. If this is a preview for more things to come…

Reid pulls away to lift up my top. His intense gaze rakes over my black lacy bra, and a growl of pleasure sounds deep in this throat. He unbuttons my jeans, and slides down the zipper. Licking his full bottom lip, he slides his thumb to the back of my jeans, and gently tugs down, until they sit just below my ass. My panties are plain black cotton, as I wasn’t really expecting anything to happen between us tonight. I feel shy for a moment, until Reid says, “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.”