Classic (Adrenaline Book 1) (17 page)

Merrick

Worse thing in the morning? Having to pee with the girl of your dreams curled against you like an angel too sweet to move. Look at her. I can't move her. I just can't. But damn...I have to pee.

Carefully, I untangle us, slip down the hallway a couple doors and take a leak. In haste, I hurry back, shutting the door as quietly as I opened it. On my way back to the bed, I see a sliver of early morning sunlight slipping through the slit. With a grin, I crack it open and allow the first daylight rays to shoot past me, and caress Jovi's body in a way that makes me jealous.

Damn right. Even envious of the sunlight. Only one who should touch that mocha delight is me. In fact, I should touch it now.

Climbing back into bed, I slip under the sheets and position myself between Jovi's legs. Gently I slip a finger across her clit, eliciting a moan from her slumbering lips. I drop my mouth to hers and suck her bottom lip between my teeth until her body is awake, alert, and ultimately aroused from the combination of my tongue rolling against hers and my finger dipping inside. As soon as I feel she's close, I slowly drag my finger out, and suck off the juice while she watches.

The sight makes her whimper. Her whimper makes my cock twitch. And without another moment wasted, I slide inside, reclaiming what's mine, her pussy the perfect fit for my dick.

Like a custom paint job. Every stroke just for me.

“Merrick...” Her soft cry closes my eyes as I pump a little harder, each thrust powerful. Precise. Determined to carve my name on more than just orgasms, more than just the climb of a climax.

I wanna leave my name engraved on her essence. The same way she is on mine.

She moans again this time, louder. Pulling her legs so her ankles rest on my shoulders, I let myself plummet further into bliss, the sharp gasp tempting my cock to bust already.

Nope. Can't fucking come yet. No matter how fucking good this shit feels.

“You're so deep,” she whimpers her body tensing, trying to reject the change in pressure. “Too big...”

A short chortle creeps out.

What man doesn't love to be told how huge his cock is?

Bucking my hips faster, but keeping the pressure just as intense, I continue pouring everything I can into her, nibbling on her ankles as her pussy muscles convulse, caving to my cock's calling of her orgasm. Just breaths after she comes, I follow suit, dominating her body with mine.

My sweat covered forehead lands on her shoulder after I lower her legs back down. As she nuzzles her face against me. Sweetly she whispers, “I love you, Merrick.”

Immediately my face turns to her, the sound of her declaration for the first time enough to make me wanna come all over again. Instead, I push a strand of hair out of her face and say in return, “I love you too.”

Our lips meet shortly before there's a heavy pounding on my bedroom door.

Damn sure isn't housekeeping.

“Merrick Jacob fucking McCoy!” Madden's voice thunders from the other side of the door.

In a soft whisper Jovi questions, “Who the hell is that?”

I groan, “My oldest brother.”

“MERRICK!”

“He sounds happy,” she sarcastically states. “Should I get dressed?”

“Just cover up,” my reply is followed with making sure no part of her is exposed.

No one sees my girl naked. Not even you. In fact, you cover your eyes too.

My bedroom door flies open, the light flicks on, and Madden storms in with Knoxie on his heels clearly trying to calm him down.

“Son of a bitch!” He screams at the sight of Jovi. Immediately he covers his face with both his hands mumbling into them. “I don't believe this! I don't fucking believe it!”

“You're such a drama queen,” Knoxie sighs tossing her hands in the air. “Not like we're catching them in the act.”

“That's not what this is about Knox!” he screams from behind his hands.

“Then what is it about?” I sit up slightly. “Because everyone fucks in this apartment. Loudly―”

“Extremely loud,” Knoxie snaps giving him a dirty look.

“Merrick get dressed,” Madden calmly states lowering his hands. Now that his voice is lowered he less than warmly greets my girlfriend, “Jovi.”

“Hi,” she squeaks.

“Best if you get dressed too,” Knoxie politely instructs.

I bend my legs and rest my arms on them. “Why?”

“Just do it,” Madden demands.

Quickly I argue, “No.”

“It's not up for debate, Merrick.”

“And you can't tell me when or who to fuck, Madden.”

“Make love?” Knoxie says Jovi's direction trying to cushion the blow to my girlfriend's panicked face. “Better?”

Turning to Jovi I agree, “That's what I meant. You know that right?”

She nods, but remains silent.

Livid, my brother shouts, “Get fucking dressed! We don't have time for this bullshit!”

“He's usually not this angry,” Knoxie playfully says to Jovi.

The comment makes her smirk even as she shuts down terrified. Wrapping an arm around her I make an attempt to soothe her first meeting of Madden “Mad Man” McCoy.

Can't blame her for damn near shaking next to me.

“Not the time Knox!” He turns his anger to her.

“Oh huff and puff and fuck off,” she comments in return. “You're scaring the poor girl and she doesn't deserve it.”

“She doesn't,” I stand up for her. “And I don't appreciate your fucking attitude with her.”

“And I don't appreciate the situation you've put us in. Now stop fucking fighting with me, put your fucking pants on, and get in the fucking car! We've got work to do.”

Annoyed I sigh and squeeze her shoulder. “Shop work can wait, Madden.”

“I'll take you home,” Knoxie says to Jovi. “I'm Knoxie or Knox. Either way. Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you,” Jovi softly replies. “I'd shake your hand, but....well...”

“You're naked. I get that.”

“I like that.” I wink.

Madden clenches his fist briefly before pointing at me. “Get. Fucking. Dressed. Now.”

“Fine,” I cave. “But I'm taking my girl home.”

“Knox, can take her home.”

“I'll take her.”

“You won't,” Madden growls. The second my mouth drops to argue, he slowly states. “Boss. Called.” His words clamp my jaw shut. “Wants us in...now.”

My chest starts to constrict and in a very gentle voice, I do my best to hide the sudden discomfort. “Jovi, do you mind letting Knox take you back to Hayli's?”

“Um...” She looks around at the audience in the room. “Okay. Is everything alright?”

“Yeah.” I blatantly lie.

The Devil rarely demands unexpected visits. Everything is far from okay.

“Client with special privileges. He calls. We come running.”

Not a lie.

Sweetly she nods. “I get it.”

Seeing the concern and hurt look in her eyes, I look up at Madden whose blue eyes look so deep I'm even more uneasy than before.  

I wish I was overreacting, but sadly, I think I'm under reacting.

“Can we have a minute to get dressed?” I ask Madden, my tone clearly indicating I understand where he's coming from and am complying.

“2 minutes and your ass needs to be in the car.”

“I fucking got it Madden, Jesus,” my grumble is followed with me gesturing towards the door. “Go. I'll be there.”

He storms out with Knoxie behind him, shutting the door to leave us in private.

Immediately, I lean over, softly kiss her, tongue lingering for just a moment. Pulling back, I state, “I'm sorry I have to go, but I swear baby, I'll make it up to you.”

“Yeah?” Hope returns to her eyes. “Promise?”

“Promise,” I echo and slip one more kiss on her lips.

And I do promise to make this shit up to her. If I live long enough to.

Jovi

In Knoxie's jeep, I buckle up doing my best to hide my sadness.

Not exactly how I saw the morning after my first time going...kind of thought there would be pancakes. Or waffles. Or at least some cuddling time before I was rushed out the door like a one nightstand he swears I'm not.

Knoxie backs out of the driveway, after checking her reflection. “Just so ya know, I drive a little rough.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. The boys say it's hard, but they’re a bunch of pussies so I don't believe them. Either way. You were warned.”

I like her, but she scares me.

“Friend's address?” She asks bringing up gps to type on her screen at the stop sign. Once I've given it, she makes a sharp right turn and takes off down the road, the ride just as she described it would be. Over the sound of the wind she asks, “So you're in love with Merrick huh?”

Giggling I respond, “Is it that obvious?”

“You're fucking glowing,” she calls back over the sharp sounds.

Am I?

“And not the typical afterglow that comes from screwing a McCoy, but the after properly fucked for the first time glow.” Knoxie stops at the stoplight. “Congratulations.”

“Thanks?” I unsteadily question.

“The congrats was on having a McCoy fall in love with you.” She laughs. “It's not normal. It's not something they typically do. Merrick's the first of the 5. Not surprised.” Knoxie glances my direction before pulling back into traffic, sharply weaving around cars. “He's always been more of a lover than a tool unlike the rest of his brothers.”

Hearing her make that statement, fills my heart with faith that he's going to make do on his promise. That I really am everything he is claiming me to be to him. That this wasn't some overworked act to get me into bed and rid of me guilt free the next morning.

Knoxie pulls up in front of Hayli's apartment a lot faster than I expected. To my surprise she places a hand on my lap. “Don't worry about, Merrick. It really is work and I swear, if I have to drag him by the ear myself to you, I will.”

With a short smile I question, “And why would you do that for me?”

“Because you're in love with him. And while the rest of his brothers may not deserve it, he does.”

She may have this hard ass tough girl exterior, yet it's clear there's more to her. I hope I get to stick around long enough to discover the rest. Not just about her, but about him.

“Thanks for the ride.”

“Any time.”

Hopping out I give her one final wave and do what feels an awful lot like the walk of shame.

You know what though? No shame here. None whatsoever. In fact I kinda wanna call it the walk of fame. Not only did I make love with Merrick McCoy the infamous street racer, I won his heart. From the sounds of it, that's something to be proud of. Don't you agree?