Midnight Jasmine (Devil's Hornets MC Book 1) (9 page)

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CHAPTER ONE

“Are you just going to stare at me or are we going to make the most of this time together?” Jack Storm asked as Natalie Harper draped herself across the bed of one of the biggest drug dealers in the city. If you’d have asked her 3 months ago when she was attacked by an addict looking for money for his next fix, she would have sworn that she’d never have anything to do with a drug dealer. It would be like the past repeating itself. Her father was in the same line of business and was gone for as long as she could remember, but here she was happily engaging with one of the city’s biggest dealers.

“I was just waiting for you to dry off and enjoying the show while I did.” Even after the many times they’d snuck off to be together, she hadn’t gotten tired of just looking at his big, sexy body or running her hands through his thick hair.

“Watching is good I suppose, but I’m not going to be able to stay long tonight, so this will have to last us. Come over here and dry me off.” Jack held out the towel to her, and he reminded her of a model who was selling hygiene products. Looking the way he did with those sexy eyes that had all the colors represented, he’d sell out whatever product he stood behind.

It was great that she found out what he did because they were definitely more comfortable around each other, but that only meant she worried when he wasn’t with her. He was a part of The Devil’s Hornets, a motorcycle club that ran the city, but she knew that there were rivals and she knew there was danger. As a flower shop owner, danger wasn’t really part of her vocabulary, but she’d gotten to know Jack before she knew how he paid his bills and was hooked. He was attentive, attractive, and affluent. Even though him having money wasn’t something she cared about, it was nice to go out with a man where she didn’t have to worry if he could pay his portion of the check.

She slid off the bed and walked over to him. Within the last few months, she’d gotten very comfortable in her own skin. Being told she was beautiful on a regular basis had given her things she didn’t know she was missing. He handed her the towel, and she walked around him like she was trying to figure out which area to work on first. In reality, she just liked being next to the man who was like a human furnace and she’d learned that he liked a bit of anticipated build up during sexual situations.

Stopping behind him on her second time around, she noticed how still he stood. He’d done some preliminary swipes with the towel so his chest was partially dry, but the beaded drops of water that covered his back side called for her mouth. Bending over so she could start at the base of his spine she slowly licked from the bottom to right between his shoulder blades. Even with his hot shower and hotter body temperature, the cool beads filled her mouth and satisfied one thirst but ramped up another. The deep groan she’d heard from him filled her with a sense of decadence. It was like she got her batteries charged as he filled her with power. She loved how sexy he always made her feel with even the simplest things.

Drying off his back with the high quality absorbent towel, she dried his back and legs before she moved to the front to dry him off and make him crazy.

“Are we in the mood to tease tonight?” He said when she faced him.

“Maybe.” Looking into his eyes was hypnotic, and she’d bet he knew it. He was making it hard to remember what she was talking about.

“Well do your worst, Natalie, because you know I like to give you at least double of what you give me.”

Rubbing the towel over his chest, arms, and shoulders while he talked at least helped her stretch a bit this morning. Having a boyfriend who was so much taller than her was fun. She liked that when she stretched arms up really high or bent over to dry his legs his conversation would stall.

“Is that a threat?” She teased and tried but failed to keep a straight face.

He caught her chin between his thumb and pointer finger as he directed her face toward his. “That is an absolute guarantee.”

She knew he was going to kiss her and as much as she wanted that, she knew she wanted to take things into her own hands, or mouth as the case may be. Dropping to her knees in front of him, she could tell he was surprised as he let go of her face with little problem. Making sure his legs and feet were dry was a priority. She liked to do a thorough job; whether that was how she ran her shop or a blow job she took pride in her work.

His thick, hard cock jutted out in front of him, and she bumped it with her face a few times as she was completing the task he’d set for her. The quick hitch in his breathing alerted her to the increased arousal he must be experiencing. She messed around for a few more seconds wondering how much longer it would take him to demand something more. She loved his demanding ways almost as she loved watching him try to curb those instincts, but she was tired of playing.

Natalie opened wide and took as much of Jack’s cock in as she could, and it seemed to almost level him. Good. He rocked her world almost every time he saw her and rarely did he allow her to do the same. It was probably the control factor of the situation. Jack didn’t like to release control very often. Whether that was because of his work choice or because of other things she didn’t know, but when he came he liked it to be because he was fucking his cock deep into her pussy not because she was fucking him. Generally it wasn’t a problem, but she wanted him to know how much she liked what he did to her, and she knew if he would just let it go he would enjoy losing control every once in a while too.

“Hungry this evening?” He’d kept his hands to himself, but his question turned her on, and she sucked on the head with a bit more pressure.

She added her hand to pump his shaft thinking that if she could just get him hot and bothered to the point of not caring she could do this all herself. Should it matter if he got there by her methods or if he took control and fucked his throbbing cock into her mouth? It shouldn’t, but it did. The fact that she loved when he took control wasn’t even a part of this.

Humming her confirmation of his assessment, she continued her mission to fill her mouth with the product of her works. She moved her other hand up to cup his ass and couldn’t help squeezing it. His body was a work of art, but whoever made him made his back side one that looked great in and out of a pair of jeans. Deeper and deeper she worked him into her mouth and was rewarded with sweet pre cum and the way he rocked his hips so he could get more fully into her mouth.

He touched her cheek, and she looked up to see what intel she could gather by the expression on his face. Poker face she liked to call him, but now he was more open. Not quite an open book, but more than he usually gave away.

“You enjoy sucking cock don’t you? You’re humping the air as your little pussy wants to be tasted or filled.”

She shook her head with his cock still in her mouth, and he cringed.

“Sorry.”

“It didn’t hurt. I just didn’t expect the shaking of your head to feel so good.” He grabbed his cock and fed it into her mouth.

Not that watching him handle his cock wasn’t sexy as hell, because she’d asked him to masturbate for her a few times just to see how he liked his cock worked over, but when she jolted him she must have broken the spell that was going to let her have her way with him. He had gone back to his normal routine and taken back any control she thought she had.

However, she’d been pushed off of his cock except for her mouth; she was going to make up for it in other ways. Running her fingernails up the inside of his thighs and lightly stroking his balls was as big of a thrill for her as it seemed to be for him. She loved watching his abs quiver a bit as he took in all of the stimulation he was receiving. It made her open wider to receive him, and he fed her more and more of what she wanted.

“Let me fill your pussy, baby,” he said as they stared at each other, but she grabbed his ass and moved him to pump harder into her mouth. “You want to taste me, huh?”

Just the words that he was uttering seemed to make him excited, but she didn’t want to nod and break what they had going, so she was glad that her nonverbal command was understood. She lightly pulled at the balls that were now tight against his body and then he let go of his cock. The hand he placed on the back of her head wasn’t strict or tight, but she could feel the determination and strength in his hand. She’d awakened the beast, and that was what she’d wanted. He took turns switching from pumping his thickness into her mouth and bringing her head towards him all while he hummed and softly groaned his pleasure. She wondered if he knew he made such pussy moistening, clit throbbing sounds when he was getting close to orgasm himself.

“Last chance, babe.” He was getting so close, his voice shook a bit when he talked. The man was in control almost to the very end. She answered his question with deeper harder sucks on the turgid organ that filled her mouth. That he could stand up while his body jerked uncontrollably was impressive, and as her mouth was filled with his salty gift again and again, she couldn’t help the moan that escaped her.

Pulled up from the floor with a force that made her chuckle, she wondered where this man got so much energy. She’d questioned if he used any of the illegal substances he sold, because although she never thought she’d have deep feelings for a drug dealer, all bets were off if he was a user. That one of their dates after her questions led her to a clinic where they were both tested showed that he knew how much that meant to her, and he had upped the respect she had for him once more.

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