Steel Temptation (Back Down Devil MC #6)(34)

“Nate. What happened?”

“Just an attack,” he said.

“Just an attack?”

“Babe, that’s this life.”

“You’re hurt.”

“I’m alive.”

Mia sighed. “Does this have anything to do with my uncle?”

“Yeah. It’s piecing itself together. When you were on the run, we were busting up a drug run. The guy we normally call is working against us. Maybe not directly against us… until now. I was attacked because I saw something. That was personal against me. Throwing a couple exploders in the lot and trying to ambush us… that’s an attack.”

“What does it have to do with my uncle?”

“They’re all working together, babe. Everyone wants a piece of the MC. Truthfully, they want control of Frelen. Perfect town to set up shop for drugs, right? Easy to run through. Off the map from the bigger cities. The police force is easy to control. Hell, nobody gives a shit about this town. It’s perfect for what they want. Your uncle is a real piece of shit.”

“I know that.”

“Good. We agree on something.”

Mia moved forward and grabbed Nate just above the bends of his elbows. Her hands trembled at the stone like feel of his biceps. “We agree on something? I think it’s more than just something, Nate. Why did you bring me inside here? Why have you fought to keep me alive? There’s more to your story…”

“We all have stories,” Nate said. “Want to sit around in the past or try and survive the present?”

Nate shook Mia away and walked to the bathroom. He opened the door and then stepped out of his boots. He stood right there and dropped his jeans, leaving his bare ass free to see. Mia let out a soft gasp at the sight of Nate naked from behind. He stepped into the bathroom. When he turned to shut the door, Mia caught a quick glimpse of himself. Hanging flaccid, still beautiful and thick, that barely-a-second sight enough to cause Mia to sit on the edge of the bed.

Sitting there, she listened to the shower water turn on. She imagined what it would look like. Nate in the shower. Water touching his body. It made her toes curl. She then licked her lips and kicked off her shoes. She took off her socks, eyes on the bathroom door. Nate never completely shut the door. She bit her bottom lip and stood up. Creeping toward the bathroom, she took a chance and pushed at the door.

Inside, she shut the door behind her. The shower stall had a clear door. The glass was a little fogged but not enough so that Mia couldn’t see a thing. Big, wide, Nate lumbered in the shower, a bad guy fantasy come to life.

“Nate…”

The shower door opened. He stood there, facing her. The water hit his right shoulder. The water raced down his chest and body. Mia tried to follow a few droplets but couldn’t. Her eyes got lost on his muscles, his stomach, right down to his cock. The way the water even ran down there was sexy. His thick and powerful legs, big feet.

Holy shit.

When Mia met eyes with Nate, there was no more conversation needed. Not right now at least. She instantly reached for her jeans, opening them. She kept her eyes to Nate as she bent over and wiggled her hips. She stepped out of the jeans and then grabbed the bottom of her shirt. This didn’t make sense, at all, but it just felt right. She wanted to be in there with him. Touch him. She wanted him to touch her. She needed to feel trusted and protected. Even if it was temporary, like a drug. Fine. Nate could be her drug. And her body could be his drug.

She reached back and unsnapped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Mia touched her cheeks, bit her lip again, and slid her fingers down to her shoulders. Slowly, her fingertips continued until she touched her own breasts. Her body was so sensitive and reactive, even to her own touch. The moment her middle fingers touched her nipples, they were hard, tender, making her jump a little.

Speaking of jumping, Mia watched as Nate’s cock reacted to her. Thickening, pushing forward, starting to become stiff.

Mia cupped her breasts and sighed. She watched Nate swallow hard. He kept his hands at his sides, just watching her.

She then moved her hands down. One hand into her own panties, the other grabbing the side of her panties. Her fingertips felt her smoothness, but she didn’t go all the way down to touch where she was wet.

That was for Nate to do.

Mia stripped off her panties and then stepped toward the shower. Nate backed up to the wall and gave a nod, allowing Mia into the shower.

She stepped into the water, sliding along the door.

Nate shut the door and then turned his back to Mia. He put his head down into the water, letting it cascade down his back.

Softly, Mia touched his back. Her fingertips moved to the blistered welts.

“Does it hurt?” she asked.

“Does it look like it hurts?”

“Yeah. A lot.”

“There you go.”

Mia ran her hands down Nate’s back. She touched his waist, even touched his ass for a second. It was all wild, different, but it was so good. Her knees were shaking with some kind of erotic fear. Between her legs, she was already throbbing, wishing Nate would reach back and touch her. Slide his fingers between her legs, press against her soft folds, and then enter her.

Using her right hand, Mia’s crept around to Nate’s stomach. She felt the bottom ridges of his stomach muscles. It was then smooth for a moment before she felt his pubic hair. Her fingers found the thick and solid root of his cock.