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sensitive hollow between her neck and her shoulder. God, she smelled good. The scent of jasmine flooded his senses, and his cock tightened, painfully hard.
“Ace.” She whispered his name, her body melting against him even as her hands flew to his chest. “Stop. We have to stop. Last night was amazing but—”
“Tell me to leave.” He’d never been as affected by a woman as he was by Sophie, never had an issue with control. And he’d never wanted anyone as much as he wanted her now. If she did tell him to leave, he didn’t know if he could. And if she didn’t…hell, he’d never last the walk home.
“I did. This morning, I said good-bye.”
He cupped her face between his hands and kissed her, drinking the sweetness from her lips. “Tell me you don’t want me.” His heart pounded in tortured anticipation as she nibbled on her bottom lip, and then she drew in a ragged breath and met his gaze.
“I don’t…” She shuddered and wrapped her hands around his neck, pulling him down. “Think I can.”
* * *
God, he was like a drug. The more she had, the more she wanted. Sophie could see herself getting addicted to him, needing his touch, his warmth, and the deep rumble of his voice. Although she wasn’t a small woman, she felt tiny tucked up against him, safe and protected within the circle of his arms.
Of course, protection didn’t seem to be foremost in his mind. Not after she’d pretty much given him the green light for another night of wild sex. With a low growl, he clasped her wrist, tossed a few bills on the table, and dragged her out of the booth. Minutes later, they emerged from the bar into a dank, dimly lit back alley.
For a moment, she wondered if he was planning to take her home, but when he pushed her up against the rough brick wall, a thrill of fear shot through her body. Ace had other plans.
She took one quick glance around to ensure they were alone, taking in the beat-up dumpster reeking of decay, the pop bottles and needles strewn across the cement, and the rough brick walls, graffiti barely visible under the dim exit light. But before she could finish her visual sweep, he captured her wrists and pinned them over her head.
Sophie gasped and moisture flooded her sex. “Are we going to engage in another illegal activity? Please say yes.”
He licked his lips. “Fuck yeah, baby. Get ready for some indecent exposure, offending public decency, nudity—”
“Sex in a public place?”
“Definitely sex in a public place.” He tightened his grip on her wrists, and her body arched toward him, offering up her breasts for his touching pleasure. He slid his warm hand under her shirt, smoothing it over her skin, pausing when he discovered she wasn’t wearing a bra.
“Christ. You always go out without a bra?”
“Only when there are bossy, hot biker types around who get my back up when they order me to change, after I was expecting to spend the evening home alone.”
With renewed vigour, he crushed his mouth to hers, swallowing her moan of pleasure. Taking full advantage of her missing undergarment, he cupped and squeezed her breasts, rolling her nipples between his thumb and forefinger until they were tight little buds.
Sophie writhed against the wall. “Ace…oh God…let me go. I need to touch you.”
“You’re so fucking sexy, I won’t last if you put those sweet hands on me,” he rasped. “Slow down. Let me take care of you.” But he wasn’t slowing down. He ripped open the button of her jeans and shoved them down over her hips. She wriggled to help him, but the challenge of getting them all the way down proved too much, and he was forced to release her.
Almost immediately, she slid her hands into his hair, tangling them through the silky strands as he tugged off her jeans and panties, baring her for his touch.
For a moment, she couldn’t breathe. Dark alley, risk of detection, scent of danger, chill of the night, hot badass biker on his knees in
“Ace.” She whispered his name, her body melting against him even as her hands flew to his chest. “Stop. We have to stop. Last night was amazing but—”
“Tell me to leave.” He’d never been as affected by a woman as he was by Sophie, never had an issue with control. And he’d never wanted anyone as much as he wanted her now. If she did tell him to leave, he didn’t know if he could. And if she didn’t…hell, he’d never last the walk home.
“I did. This morning, I said good-bye.”
He cupped her face between his hands and kissed her, drinking the sweetness from her lips. “Tell me you don’t want me.” His heart pounded in tortured anticipation as she nibbled on her bottom lip, and then she drew in a ragged breath and met his gaze.
“I don’t…” She shuddered and wrapped her hands around his neck, pulling him down. “Think I can.”
* * *
God, he was like a drug. The more she had, the more she wanted. Sophie could see herself getting addicted to him, needing his touch, his warmth, and the deep rumble of his voice. Although she wasn’t a small woman, she felt tiny tucked up against him, safe and protected within the circle of his arms.
Of course, protection didn’t seem to be foremost in his mind. Not after she’d pretty much given him the green light for another night of wild sex. With a low growl, he clasped her wrist, tossed a few bills on the table, and dragged her out of the booth. Minutes later, they emerged from the bar into a dank, dimly lit back alley.
For a moment, she wondered if he was planning to take her home, but when he pushed her up against the rough brick wall, a thrill of fear shot through her body. Ace had other plans.
She took one quick glance around to ensure they were alone, taking in the beat-up dumpster reeking of decay, the pop bottles and needles strewn across the cement, and the rough brick walls, graffiti barely visible under the dim exit light. But before she could finish her visual sweep, he captured her wrists and pinned them over her head.
Sophie gasped and moisture flooded her sex. “Are we going to engage in another illegal activity? Please say yes.”
He licked his lips. “Fuck yeah, baby. Get ready for some indecent exposure, offending public decency, nudity—”
“Sex in a public place?”
“Definitely sex in a public place.” He tightened his grip on her wrists, and her body arched toward him, offering up her breasts for his touching pleasure. He slid his warm hand under her shirt, smoothing it over her skin, pausing when he discovered she wasn’t wearing a bra.
“Christ. You always go out without a bra?”
“Only when there are bossy, hot biker types around who get my back up when they order me to change, after I was expecting to spend the evening home alone.”
With renewed vigour, he crushed his mouth to hers, swallowing her moan of pleasure. Taking full advantage of her missing undergarment, he cupped and squeezed her breasts, rolling her nipples between his thumb and forefinger until they were tight little buds.
Sophie writhed against the wall. “Ace…oh God…let me go. I need to touch you.”
“You’re so fucking sexy, I won’t last if you put those sweet hands on me,” he rasped. “Slow down. Let me take care of you.” But he wasn’t slowing down. He ripped open the button of her jeans and shoved them down over her hips. She wriggled to help him, but the challenge of getting them all the way down proved too much, and he was forced to release her.
Almost immediately, she slid her hands into his hair, tangling them through the silky strands as he tugged off her jeans and panties, baring her for his touch.
For a moment, she couldn’t breathe. Dark alley, risk of detection, scent of danger, chill of the night, hot badass biker on his knees in
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