Beau (Blazing Devils MC Book 2)(5)

I think that's my new favorite sound. The sound of her whispers. But I think her screaming and begging will be my favorite. " Sure, sweetheart, I'll be right here waiting." Watching intently as she disappears into the apartment above the restaurant.

It's official my dick fucking hates me. It's angry and hard. But the idea of anyone else seeing her like that has my hands clenching into fist's and my blood boiling with the need to fucking kill someone.

Once she’s inside I turn and walk over to my bike. Reaching into the saddle bag I grab the dark blue T-shirt and slip it over my head. Then I slip my leather cut back on. I felt almost naked without it.

She fast I'll give her that. She was back at my side, it what felt like five minutes. Typically, they take fucking hours to get ready. Not that I would have waited that long. Never have, never will.

I watch in fascination as she reaches behind her and grabs her hair. Her tiny tank top that barely reaches the waist of her tight as fuck skinny jeans. Rises about two inches. Giving me a mouthwatering glimpse of silky smooth skin. Skin I want to kiss and lick.

My cock thickens again. I need to think of something else before I have a permanent limp. I couldn’t seem to help myself, I watch her twist her hair and place it in one of those claw like clips. " Ready?" I ask her nod was quickly followed by her turning. Giving me a beautiful fucking view of her ass.

Those tight as fuck light blue jeans leave little to the imagination. They look almost painted on. Keeping my eyes on her ass I follow a few steps behind.

My eyes keep scanning while my brain tries to catch up. No panty lines? Was she fucking commando? Shit, I think she is. And there's the limp. My poor cock is pressed up tight against my zipper.

Just knowing the only thing between my cock and her sweet pussy is two layers of jeans. My balls fill, and I swear every fucking swear word I can think of under my breath. I'm going to empty my nut in my pants like an untrained youth.

She turns with a questioning look on her face. "Everything okay?" she asks. Guess I wasn't as quiet as I had originally thought.

"Yeah, everything's fine sweetheart." Slowly letting my eyes rake over her body. “You look hot as fuck Darlin’.” as soon as the words leave my mouth, her face turns a beautiful shade of red.

That shade makes me wonder what color other parts would be if they were red. Red from my hand slapping that tight ass, as I fuck her from behind like the animal I am.

"Ttthank you" she stutters. Fuck even her fucking stutters are sexy as fuck. "Just calling them as I see them sweetheart." I reply. I watch in fascination as her cheeks redden a little more.

Images of her bent over and my hand colliding with her perfect tight ass has heat climbing up my spine and tingles caressing my balls.

I was so wrapped up in her. I barely noticed we were at the door and she’s walking through. Dragging my eyes from her perfect ass I look up at her. Those beautiful eyes stared back at me. Full of confusion and a hint of concern. "Where would you like to sit?" the gentle confession was clear to hear in her whispered question.

She’s naturally submissive. Already asking what I wish. As much as I love that I want to see some fire. She needs to hold her own if she’s going to survive my world. Survive my world? What the fuck is wrong with me?

" Take the corner booth over there. Giving a slight tilt of my head in the direction I want her to go. She turns and looks " oh okay." she smiles at me before turning and continuing in that direction.

She slides into the side of the booth that has her back to the door. Perfect, utterly fucking perfect. It’s like she subconsciously knows I don't like my back to the door and accommodated me.

This girl was looking more and more perfect. " Where you from darlin'?" I ask. " Um Ohio." she says hesitantly. Causing my eyes to narrow slightly. Hesitation is not a good sign.

" Where in Ohio?" she takes a minute to respond and I almost think she won’t. "Belpre" her voice goes even quieter if that's possible. " What brings you to here sweetheart?" my curiosity grows when she struggles to come up with an answer.

"Don't lie to me sweetheart. I fucking hate lies. So,

I suggest you refrain from ever lying to me." my voice was colder, harsher than I meant it to be.

Her body stiffens, and she starts to shake slightly. I soften my voice " I'm sorry sweetheart. That was rather harsh. I just don't like liars, but I would ever hurt you okay. Ever." I say with as much conviction as I can. Words seem to have failed her. The slight nod was the only indication, I received letting me know she heard me.

Keeping her focus on the table. She finally answers. “I needed a change. Things weren’t going very well for me there.” I could tell there was more she wasn’t saying, but the desperate pleading in her silent eyes begged me to let it go. For now, sweetheart, for now.

" We’ll go with that for now darlin'. I can wait. One day you'll trust me with whatever it is you’re hiding. Just know I'll help with whatever it's okay." Meaning every word and that's a big feat coming from me. I never help anyone unless I get something big in return.

But this has nothing to do with a big return sure I want in her pants and I will get in those tight fucking jeans and fuck that pussy so fucking hard that every step she takes she'll still feel me crammed to the balls inside her.