Discovery (Restless Motorcycle Club Romance)
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Authors: Julia Marie
Copyright © 2015 Julia Marie
All Rights Reserved
Edited By: Jennifer Forbes
Cover By: Kelsey Cotter
Formatting By: Elle Conroy
This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is unintended.
This work of fiction is intended for mature audiences only. All sexually active characters depicted are 18 years of age or older. Contains sexual situations and explicit language.
Knowledge is Dangerous…
Jackie Maguire had just been looking for a regular, boring job. Something to pay the bills. She’d thought she’d found it – until she found out that her new employer was actually the Restless Motorcycle Club. Even worse, she couldn’t resist her new boss, the incredibly sexy and tattooed biker, Shane Hamilton.
By itself, she might have been able to deal with that. But once she is blackmailed into trying to dig up dirt on the biker gang, she has to make a choice between the danger she knows – and the one she’s starting to fall for.
The thought sent a shiver through me, as I remembered exactly what had happened in that dream. I turned to look at Shane – and found that he was standing right behind me, close enough to sniff my hair.
I caught my balance by placing my hands on his chest. His strong, firm chest.
Uh oh. I was thrown by the uncanny foreshadowing of my dream, caught up in the haze of being around Shane all day, sneaking glances, seeing his gorgeous face. Now he stood right in front of me in his bedroom, our lips separated by mere inches.
I looked into his eyes, down at his lips, and back up again.
Oh yes.
“Kneel.”
The roughened voice of Shane Hamilton left me no choice – I had to obey its command. It was a compulsion, a need to satisfy the dominant biker.
“Open.”
The sensitive folds between my thighs grew slicker even as my jaw dropped open.
“Good girl.”
No man had ever talked to me that way – a mix of natural command and patronizing condescension. I never would have guessed that my body and my mind would be so responsive, that I could possibly feel such an incredible urge to serve and pleasure the man standing in front of me. As he pulled the zipper lower and lower, my mouth watered in anticipation of getting my first taste of the dominant male.
I lifted my gaze to meet his eyes; fiery orbs full of burning passion. The intensity of his regard ripped through me, making me squirm to contain myself. My jaw trembled as I tried to keep it open - the urge to bite my lip was nearly overwhelming.
When his cock was finally freed from its confining cloth cage, I needed no command to know what he expected of me next. I took him inside my mouth, letting my tongue wrap around the head and lavish it with as much affection as I could muster.
Shane’ groan was my reward as I focused my efforts on making him feel as good as I could, as good as he deserved. Each time he neared the back of my throat, my core twinged in anticipation of his length soon to be inside of me.
Before I was ready, his hips withdrew and I pouted as I looked up at him, however I knew enough not to express my displeasure verbally.
“Come,” he said, as he turned and walked toward a bed conveniently set against a wall.
Warm, strong hands guided me onto the bed, and I noticed for the first time that there were cuffs strategically placed at the four corners of the bed. I waited on my hands and knees as Shane bound me, leaving me with even less control than I had already possessed. I heard him removing clothes from behind.
Waiting was excruciating, and exciting. I was almost embarrassed at how ready I was for him, how much my body needed him to penetrate me.
His hands settled on my ass, cupping my voluminous derriere and spreading the cheeks. The tug on my labia felt better than it had any right to, but it still wasn’t enough. I moaned, wanton, knowing that I wasn’t allowed to speak but unable to keep it in any longer. I pushed back towards him, my hips moving of their own accord, hunting for release.
Flesh met and connected, his cock pressing tight against me before slipping inside. Shudders took me, and my arms threatened to lose their ability to support my torso as he sunk rapidly into my depths, stopping only when his hips met my ass.
“Fuck, that’s nice.” His raspy voice caressed me even as his hand landed a spank on my ass cheek. “You feel so good wrapped around me, Jackie.”
His hips drew back before slamming forward, driving him to the hilt. The sudden thrust caught me off guard and I let loose a little scream as the sweet ecstasy rippled across my skin and through my nerves.
Then he was fucking me, raw and primal, taking what he needed from my body. I was a vessel for his manhood, provider of pleasure. The barrage was too much to take, and I fell into my first orgasm, growing ever wetter as he thrust deep inside.
As soon as I fell off my peak, Shane gathered my hair in his hands and into a ponytail, which he used to pull my head back and made me lift my upper body as much as I could against the cuffs that held my wrists.
He pulled my head to the side and bit my neck, fucking me even harder. It was more intense than anything I’d ever experienced, true domination, showing me that all those men who had ever loved my body were in truth boys. I started to scream as waves of pleasure coalesced inside of me and burst through the floodgates, enveloping me and driving all conscious thought from my brain.
Everything turned fuzzy as I fought through the powerful climax, struggling to regain my senses. My breathing was hard and labored.
Did the light turn off? What happened?
When I touched my face in confusion, I had to fight to free my hands from my covers first.
What the hell?
Then it all clicked.
A dream. It was all a dream. Shane taking me and… oh.
Even though the sexual encounter had been entirely in my head, it felt as though it had just happened. My breasts were heaving from the monstrous orgasm that had flooded my body, and when I reached a hand down between my legs I found that I was completely sodden.
Holy crap. Some dream.
The annoying buzz of my alarm started to ring, and I flung a hand over to hit the alarm clock out of habit.
Time to go to work and face Shane in person.
How was I going to be able to meet his eyes after the dream I had? Not to mention the quick encounter in the office that we had shared yesterday? How do you continue to work for your boss after you’ve had sex?