Bone and Steel (An Erotic MC Romance) (3 page)

“Hello?” 

I took a deep breath, gathering the courage to speak.  “Hey, is this Christopher?  This is Ally, we met last night at Hops.” 

“Oh yeah!  I am glad you called.  Do you want to get together? I am just about to go get a drink, but I would love to take you to dinner if you are interested?” 

I smiled at the warm invitation and accepted eagerly.  “I can meet you at Hops in half an hour and we can walk to dinner from there,” I suggested. 

“Sounds good, see you then.” 

The phone fell silent and I threw mine down onto the bed and quickly got myself ready.  I felt a little guilty for having called him, but I have always had a difficult time waiting for reciprocated feelings.  When I felt an interest in someone and didn’t feel the intensity returned, I often looked to others to fill my need for attention.  Deep down I knew that it was simply insecurity and low self-esteem, but I could always somehow justify my actions as acceptable. 

He was more handsome than I remembered, and as I pulled up the seat next to his I was glad that I called him.  He smiled down at me and ordered the waitress to get me whatever I wanted. 

“I’ll have a Sierra Nevada,” I called out to the bartender. 

“Thanks again, Chris,” I said and smiled genuinely. 

We spent at least an hour talking, which to my surprise, was easy.  It was as if I had known him for years, as if I were getting a drink and catching up with an old friend.  As the image of Jacob’s deep blue eyes faded from my mind, my phone buzzed in my purse.  I glanced down to see that it was Kate calling.  A knot formed in my stomach and I excused myself to answer. 

“Hey Kate.  Why haven’t you been answering your phone?”  The rumble of engines muffled her voice and ultimately I knew damned well why she hadn’t been answering. 

“Oh hush Ally, I was busy.  Anyhow, the gang is getting together at the clubhouse and Jacob wanted me to invite you personally.  I felt the familiar flame ignite inside and then suddenly extinguish as I remembered having accepted the invite to dinner. 

“Ugh.  I really can’t come tonight Kate.  Tell Jacob if he wants to see me he needs to give me more than a moment's notice, I have plans.”  Although deep down I was jumping for joy to know that he wanted to see me again, it couldn’t hurt to play a little harder to get. 

“Give him my number will you?  Enjoy your night.”  I hung up, feeling unsure about the decision, but feeling rude for wanting to walk out on Christopher. 

Sitting down with Christopher again, my mind wandered, and it wasn’t long before he realized that there was something distracting me. 

“Look Ally, I am not sure what is going on with you but I think we should continue this some other time.  Can I walk you to your car?” 

Nodding in agreement, he walked to my car and wished me a good night.  I smiled back despite my mind continually asking, "What is wrong with me?"  

As soon as he left me I tried calling Kate back but her phone went straight to voicemail.  Despite desperately clinging to my telephone the entire way home it never did light up; I had missed my opportunity.  Sitting at home for a second time, my mood became even darker than before, sending me into a restless and irritable sleep. 

The week plodded on without a call from either Jacob or Christopher.  I had hoped to get a chance to ask Kate about Jacob, but she had decided to go on a trip down to Mexico and wouldn’t be back until Tuesday.  It was as if a sudden wave of good luck had struck me, and then passed, dying out in the next moment.  My life was back to normal and boring. 

"At least I have my health," I thought unconvincingly to myself, rolling my eyes at the utterly depressing and lonely life I lived. 

At four-thirty that afternoon, just as I was about to warm up a pot pie in the microwave, a rumble began to grow in the distance.  My heart began to race and my ears perked up in attention.  I found myself praying that the sound would continue in my direction.  Louder, louder yet.  My mind raced, exploding with fears and doubts: Why hadn’t he called all week?  Was I really happy he was here?  Was I angry?  Would I pretend like I hadn’t noticed his absence?  

Before I could even process my emotions the bikes engine cut and I heard heavy steps approaching the door.  I half danced, half sulked to the door and opened it just as Jacob was about to knock. 

“Oh hey Jacob,” I said timidly, avoiding eye contact as my insecurities won the battle in my head.  

“Hey, look at me Ally.”  He took a step forward and held his arms out to embrace me.  I so wanted to fall into his arms and to feel him surround me, but I reluctantly pulled away.  “You didn’t even call me, I know I have no rights to you, but I really felt like there was a connection between us.  I don’t know how to feel about you anymore.”  I said acridly. 

Pulling my chin gently up he stared down at me silently.  His eyes bore into me, and again, I found myself locked in his gaze.  Like a confused doe in the headlights, I found myself unable to move, unable to look away.  His face grew dark, the skin on his forehead wrinkling with stress as he searched for the words to say. 

“Ally, the last week has been utter hell for me.  From the moment I saw you I knew that I had to have you, as if you are mine.” 

A shiver ran down my spine as he spoke the words I had twice fantasized about. 

“My lifestyle, the MC, the secrets, it is not as glamorous as it might seem.  There is no doubt in my mind that getting involved with you will lead you in a direction that is dark and dangerous.  There is a light in you Ally, the way you talk about your dreams and passions.  I feel like it would be selfish of me to drag you into the darkness and evil that surrounds my life.  When you turned me down on the invite to the clubhouse, I thought maybe it was for the best.  I tried to put you out of my mind but not a single moment has gone by when something about you didn’t cross my mind.  My world has been torn in two since I met you, there is my duty as president, and then there is you.  Please know that my distance has been solely based on my desire to protect you from getting hurt.  Fall in with the MC, and your life will never be the same Ally.” 

I took a deep breath before I even considered responding.  Here he was, explaining to me that he felt a deep connection with me and that he had avoided calling me for fear that his life wasn’t good enough for me.  All this time, my mind had settled on my own short comings and insecurities as being at fault. 

Leaning forward I pressed my body into his chest, lacing my fingers together at his spine and reached up to meet his lips with my own.  "I am not afraid of you Jacob, or the MC," I said.  "I am a big girl and I know what I want."

Like a bursting dam, all of the pent up emotion was released: frustration, jealousy, lust, fear, all melted into a passion that was uncontrollable and reckless.  His strong arms lifted me as he pushed me forward into the house, his leg kicking the door closed behind him.  His mouth left mine only momentarily as he glanced around the room. 

Taking me to the kitchen he placed me on the counter and pressed himself into me as my legs pulled him in tightly.  I could feel his breath ragged and intense against my neck and ear as his hands eagerly grasped and groped at my body.  I was wet, desire overwhelming me.  I pulled his heavy jacket from his shoulders and he let it drop behind him as he violently pulled my shirt up and over my head. 

The force with which Jacob handled me was reason for fright, yet my insides wanted him this way, maddened, uncontrolled, and maniacal.  In the next instant he took a step back gripped the waist of my shorts and pulled them down, exposing me completely to him.  I took a deep breath as I tried not to let my conscious have any say in the moment. 

Dropping to his knees his mouth was upon me.  My legs instinctively wrapped around him and my head fell back as my hips pressed forward and spread wide for him.  I needed this, to be released, to be validated, to be controlled.  I cried out for more and with a forceful entry his fingers filled me. 

I gasped and pleaded with him for more, “please, please, take me to my bedroom.”  His arms gripped my thighs and as he stood I was suddenly balanced on his shoulders, his tongue never losing intensity or skill as he carried through the hall and onto my bed.  Dropping me there, my hips still undulating with desire he stripped his shirt over his head, and then dropped his jeans to the floor, revealing himself to me entirely. 

I marveled as I took in the lines of his body and the magnificence of his form.  But in the next moment I felt myself suddenly afraid of what was to come.  Not that I had been a prude, but as of yet there hadn’t been a man worth giving up my virginity to.  Was I really ready to give myself to this man, or was my lust simply overwhelming my better judgment.  My mind raced with fear and contemplation as his godly form slowly crawled onto the bed before me.  After having invited him to my bed, what did I expect would happen? 

My legs instinctively crossed and the heat of the moment simmered as my eyes met his, shamefully.  “I can’t.”  I suddenly felt the fire within me go black and cold.  My mind wanted this, fantasy after fantasy leading me into his arms, and yet, here, now, forceful and rough, I was afraid.  His eyes met with mine and he nodded, silently he pulled himself from the bed and dressed.  I covered myself before trying to explain. 

“Sorry,” I began, but he instantly shook his head and stopped me from apologizing. 

“Don’t worry about it Ally.  Let's go for a ride.”  I wanted to explain myself further but his arms wrapped around me and lifted me to my feet, placing a sweet yet longing kiss on my lips. 

Jacob pulled me in close to him and we rode this way for a long time along the coast.  It was dark before he finally pulled off onto a small road that led us down to the ocean.  We came to a stop and he turned and lifted me from behind him.  Opening a compartment below the seat, he set about pulling a blanket and a bag from it before turning and interlacing his hand with mind.  Following him silently, he led me through the sand and onto the beach. 

“It’s beautiful.”  I said softly. 

Jacob pulled me in close for a moment admiring the night sky.  Bending to reach me his lips met with mine and we kissed slowly and passionately.  I grew dizzy, hypnotized by the passion that was growing between us.  Releasing me from his hold he took the blanket, spread it over the sand, and pulled a bottle of red wine from the bag. 

"Who would have thought, a hardcore biker with a blanket and a bottle of wine," I smiled to myself, enjoying the gentle side of Jacob Hartley.  

We settled down together and his lips met with mine again playfully.  “Sorry, I didn’t bring any glasses,” he shrugged at me with regret. 

I laughed and teased him, “I might have questioned your manhood had you went as far as bringing them.  Definitely not the night I expected from a big bad biker like you.” 

Handing me the bottle he replied, “This is only a part of who I am Ally.  Don’t for a second think you should let your guard down.”  Although he smiled, something in his eyes belied the humor in his countenance.  He had a dark side, and being so young and powerful, I worried just how dark it might be. 

Chapter 5

Jacob called me early the next morning and picked me up on his bike.  He had went to some trouble I could tell; his hair tamed and beard trimmed.  We drove slowly through the warm air, up a beautiful, quiet, single-lane mountain road with spectacular views of the ocean and coast.  I held him tightly and perched my head on his shoulder, appreciating the freedom and connection with nature I felt as the wind whipped over my body. 

“I had no idea just how amazing it feels to ride!”  I called out over the sound of the engine.  Jacob's strong hand reached back and squeezed my thigh as we continued on.  Eventually we pulled off and onto a private dirt road that led us to a simple yet amazing log cabin.  The pine trees here were tall, and the breeze softly whistled through their needles.  Jacob took my hand and walked me towards the entrance, a look of pleasure on his face. 

“This,” he swept his open hand from left to right as he spoke, “is my solace.  Whenever I need to just get away, to think, or to simply relax, this is where I go.”  I was impressed.  Although the cabin was small, it was surprisingly elegant and inviting. 

As we walked through the shaded, tree-lined entrance I was astounded to see that the entire south-facing wall was made of windows that stretched from floor to ceiling.  There was even a large pane that continued upwards into the ceiling, creating a skylight, allowing a gorgeous view of the heavens. 

“This is absolutely beautiful Jacob,” I smiled and reached up to kiss him. 

He kissed me passionately, and sat me down at a stool in the kitchen.  “First, I am going to feed you.”  As if the cabin wasn't amazing enough, now this ruggedly handsome, rough-riding stranger dons an apron and sets about cooking; I felt as if I had somehow landed in a dream and everything was blissfully perfect. 

As the day grew into evening I had hardly noticed the time pass. Jacob captivated me: he was funny, kind and exciting. After he did the dishes and cleaned the kitchen, he invited me to take an evening soak in the hot tub under the full moon, and as I slowly sipped down the last of my wine I moved in closer to him and seductively pressed my lips to his. 

My tongue toyed with his momentarily before I sucked his bottom lip between my teeth and gently bit down.  Every ounce of me wanted him.  Jacob's breathing grew instantly heavier and his hands greedily groped at my ass and thighs.  He pulled me down onto his cock which was already swollen and stiff with anticipation.  He carried me out of the hot tub, the cool air giving me goose bumps.  As we reached the house his hand searched out the ties on my bikini and slowly released them.  His hand groped at my bare chest as his mouth playfully kissed my neck and lips.  I reached down and untied his shorts as he pulled free the tiny bottoms that I wore.  I felt my heart begin to race. 

His thick cock pressed against my bare bottom as he continued to carry me into the cabin.  Laying me down on his bed he stood over me for a moment, his eyes admiring each inch of my bare and wanting body.  I took a deep breath, my cheeks feeling suddenly hot as I lay there, entirely exposed and on display for him. 

Crawling forward onto the bed, Jacob spread my legs and pressed his lips hard against mine.  My body was responsive and I could feel the slick lubrication of my pussy on his hard shaft.  My hips flexed with need as his cock continued to slide along my lips.  I wanted to be full, to experience every last inch of him, grabbing the shaft of his swollen dick I directed him into my wetness and closed my eyes.  With a sudden and powerful thrust I felt my insides explode.  I screamed loudly as pain radiated through my body as I stretched to take him in, and yet the second the pain registered, a second wave of pleasure overwhelmed me. 

My head fell back and my hips met his time and again as he kissed roughly down my neck.  Thrust after thrust we connected, our bodies in beautiful unison.  Lifting me easily he flipped me onto my stomach and pulled my hips back, elevating them and exposing my round cheeks.  I heard a guttural sound escape him as he spread me and watched his dick slide deeply into me.  My body was alive with pleasure and I moaned in ecstasy, convinced that this was the height of it.  I was wrong. 

Thick fingers wound into my long hair and took hold near the roots, pulling my head back hard.  My body contorted into a deep arch against the pressure, and a new wave of pleasure overwhelmed me.  Harder and harder he pounded me from behind until my body began to convulse.  Waves of pleasure pounded me with each spasm and I cried out loudly just as Jacob growled out his own sounds of release.  In the next instant we were both silent, Jacob still within me, our bodies wet and exhausted, hearts racing.  Jacob wrapped his strong arms around me and pulled me in close to his chest.  We were one.