Forbidden Bear (Bear Creek Biker Bears #1)(17)
“Will you help me, Mia? I know I don’t deserve your help, but I don’t think I’m strong enough on my own.”
“Yes. Yes, Kurt, I will.”
“How are you kids doing?” Their mom came back in with two coffees, looked from one to the other and then said, “I knew that would work. We’re all good, then?”
“Yes, Mom. I think we are.” But Mia still felt uneasy. Had Kurt played her: would he betray them again, or could someone really change that much? Mia had to hope it was possible, because she needed to change, too. To be the person she wanted to be, the person who Joel deserved, she had to cast off her old self and step into a new life, a new skin. Cast off her leathers and be a woman.
Chapter Sixteen – Joel
“Here we go, Joel. Are you going to take these back to Wolf Valley?”
“Not unless I hear from Mia first. I think if I ride in there, I am likely to get run out of town. And she would be steaming mad. I don’t think I would like to cross her really. She could knock me out, I’m sure.”
“Well, look at this beauty. I think I will leave you to your phones and your mate, while I go and make a conquest. No woman can resist the charms,” Ethan said smoothly and sauntered off.
Joel spun around to see where Ethan was headed and nearly fell off his chair. He had to do that thing where you look twice, and then feel like you need to rub your eyes to check what you are seeing is real. Yet he already knew the woman walking into the bar was real.
“Mia?” he said quietly.
Ethan was by her side now and certainly was turning on his charm. “What can I get you to drink? I have a special place by the bar for the prettiest ladies, and you would jump the queue.”
“I’ve come here to meet a man,” she said confidently.
“And you just have. Ethan is the name.”
“You’re not my type.”
“Really? Most women find me very attractive and very good in bed.”
“There is only one man for me. And he is sitting right there.” She pointed at Joel.
“He is already taken,” Ethan tried once more. “So why not lay those lips on mine?”
“Mia.” Joel rose from his seat and went to rescue her from a very disappointed Ethan. “I did not expect you to walk into here.”
“Disappointed?”
He took in her appearance: the sexy red dress, which made her look like a siren as it hugged her hips and emphasised her voluptuous breasts. Indeed, anyone would think she was singing a siren’s song the way the others in the hangout were drooling over her figure.
“That catsuit is one thing, but this is another.”
“Like what you see?”
“Oh yeah. Hell, yeah! So you decided to let our secret out?”
“Oh, Joel, I want to let more than that out,” she purred.
He laughed and she came towards him. As she did, his cock grew hard, oh so very hard, for her. Fidgeting in his seat, he sat up as she came right up to him, pushed his knees apart and pressed her body between his thighs, her stomach pressed against his cock, which was straining to be set free.
“Shall we go upstairs?” His voice seemed to have gone high pitched.
“Unless you want to put on a show.” She leaned against his chest and kissed his neck, sending shockwaves through his body.
He got off his seat and took her hands, dragging her up the stairs to his apartment, peeling the little wrap she wore off her shoulders and depositing it on the floor. “Damn, what that dress does to me.”
“I thought what was under the dress was the thing you wanted.”
He groaned. “It is, honey, It most certainly is.”
Kicking his door open, he took her into the apartment and slammed it shut, before dragging her into his arms, his fingers going to the zipper and undoing it. The dress soon pooled at her feet, and like a boy in a candy store, he licked his lips and wondered which part of his mate he was going to taste first.
Chapter Seventeen – Mia
The dress made her feel a mixture of ridiculous and sexy as hell. Her mom’s eyes had nearly popped out when she had come down the stairs in it.
“You can’t ride your motorcycle in that!”
“I was actually hoping to borrow your car. Please.” Her mom had not objected; Mia thought she was happy to simply see Mia out of her leathers. The look on Joel’s face told her he was just as pleased to see her out of this dress.
Pity. She liked the way it clung to her thighs and pushed her breasts up, making her feel like a vamp. But with it removed, he had access to every part of her body. Joel started with her neck. Warm, soft kisses over her skin, along her collarbone, and then across her shoulder. His fingers crept along her back, feeling their way to the clasp of her bra and then undoing it. Her breasts spilled out, touching his hard-toned chest.
With her bra joining her dress on the floor, the only thing she wore now were her panties. Those stayed in place, for now.
“I have been thinking about you every second of the day today. And I was sitting at the bar wondering how the hell I was going to arrange to meet you again, when in you walk.” His hands stroked her breasts, his mouth inching closer as he spoke. “There you were. All eyes on you, and I knew that you were there just for me. Do you know how that makes me feel, Mia?”