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“I’m sorry you’ve had to deal with shit like that.” Parking the truck, he turned the ignition off. Climbing out of the truck, he went to her side before she got chance to climb out. “This is about fun. No doubts, no crap. Just you and me, got it?” he asked.

“I got it.” He didn’t have a clue what he was doing. He locked up his truck and they started walking. The cold winter air gripped them and he wished he’d picked something else to do.

“What are we doing here?” she asked, shivering.

“I want to spend time with you but being in that blasted coffee shop is like being in a fucking nunnery. You hide from me, Piper. I’m tired of you hiding.”

“You think getting me to freeze to death would be better?” She rubbed her hands together.

Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her back against him. “Then we can share body heat,” he whispered against her ear, and together they walked around the nature reserve. Jesse took his time, holding her close. She smelled lovely and lemony.

“Why did you bring me out here?” she asked.

“I want you, Piper.” He held her tight, refusing to let her go.

“I don’t believe you.” She was tense in his arms. He wanted her to relax, to know what true desire really was.

Pressing his aching cock against her ass, he tugged her back. “You feel that?” She nodded. “I fucking ache for you, baby. I want to feel you underneath me, taking my cock.”

“Jesse.” She jerked but he kept a hold on her.

“Listen to me, Piper.” He looked around, checking to make sure no one was watching. Gliding his hands up her body, he cupped her tits through the thin jacket she wore. He’d take her back to the truck very soon to warm up. “I want to fuck you, baby. I’ve been imagining you for a long time underneath me.”

“We barely know each other.” She was tense but he needed to get this out in the open.

“Our bodies don’t need to know each other for longer. Is your pussy wet for me? Do you want me as badly as I want you?”

He turned her to face him, staring into her shocked face.

Her mouth opened then closed.

“It’s all right. I’m not expecting you to answer.” Cupping her face, he stared into her eyes.

“What do you want?” she asked.

“This Friday, if you want to explore this, then meet me outside of the coffee shop. Don’t bring a book and I promise you, Piper, you won’t regret giving yourself to me.”

Jesse claimed her lips, cupping her ass and drawing her close to him. “I’m going to fuck you so hard. This Friday.”

He didn’t give her chance to dispute him as he led her back to the truck.

“If I don’t want to?”

“Then you come with a book and I’ll see it in your hand.” Jesse hoped for his own sanity that she wanted him. This was no longer about his club but about himself.


On Friday, Piper stared at her reflection wishing she could find something that would finally make up her mind. Over the last week she’d changed her mind over a dozen times. One moment she was going with Jesse on Friday then the next moment she wasn’t.

“It doesn’t matter,” she said.

“What’s gotten into you?” her father asked, walking by her bedroom door. She was at the Hell’s Charter clubhouse.

“Nothing, Dad. I’m fine.”

John stared at her for several moments. He walked inside her room. “Are you sure everything is fine? You’ve not been right since this boyfriend of yours came onto the scene.”

“He’s not my boyfriend. Only a friend.”

A friend who wants to fuck me.

Averting her gaze, she grabbed her bag from the bed.

“Only a friend? Does he know about the club?” John asked, standing beside her.

“He doesn’t seem to. Jesse hasn’t asked about you. In fact, he’s the first man who talks to me about everything
club business.” Biting her lip, she stared down at the floor.

“What’s going on, Piper? The boys have commented about your withdrawal from them.” He tucked some of her hair behind her ear.

“Nothing is going on. I promise. It’s woman stuff. That time of the month and all that.” She crossed her fingers behind her back hoping he’d back off.

“Woman things?” John wrinkled his nose. “Okay, honey. I’ll tell the boys to back off. They know better than to get mixed up with women during that trying time.”

It took every ounce of will power not to burst out laughing.

“Thanks, Dad. I’m out for the day. Do you have everything under control here? I finished the books and I’ve also dealt with that crap Junior left you as well.” She walked to her desk, handing him back the file John asked her to prepare.

“I really shouldn’t involve you in club business,” John said, taking the folder from her.

“No matter. I’ve got to earn my keep and this is what you’d do if I’d been a boy. I’m not a rider but I can keep your business in working order. Bye, Dad.” She kissed John on the cheek, heading out of the door. Stopping, she turned to look at him. “What happened to Junior? He’s not been around here lately.”

“Business, baby.”

Smiling, she gave him a wave, heading out toward the coffee shop. She’d argued with her father about walking today rather than riding. Piper didn’t want any of the men asking questions. The romance book she’d been reading was back at home. Looking up as she neared the coffee shop she saw Jesse, smoking a cigarette, leaning against the brick wall.

He really was a handsome man, sexy and dangerous at the same time.

“You came,” he said.

“Yeah, I came.” Glancing at the spot where she usually sat, Piper waited for him to speak.

“Did you bring your book?” he asked.

She shook her head. Words failed her in that moment.

“Do you want to come home with me?”

Piper wanted to get rid of her virginity. Jesse looked like the kind of man who’d give a woman pleasure.

“Yes, I want to go home with you,” she said.

“Follow me.” He took her hand once again leading her toward his truck. He helped her inside before taking his position beside her.

Her hands were sweaty again. Staring at everyone going about their business, she wondered if they knew what she was about to do.

Sex, she was about to go and have sex.

Heart pounding, she squeezed her thighs together to try to stem her arousal. Neither of them spoke as they made their way toward his apartment. He parked the truck and together they made their way up to his door.

Did he feel nervous about what they were about to do? She doubted it.

Once inside with the door closed, Jesse removed her coat.

His arms were around her, holding her close. Resting her head against his shoulder, she heard their breathing.

“Do you want this?” he asked.

“I’m here.”

“Being here and wanting to be here are two different things.” He spun her around to face him.

“Yes, I want to be here.”

He took her further into the room. The curtains were still open but looking outside she saw no one would see them.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said, sinking his fingers into her hair.

“You don’t have to say things like that.”

“Like what?”

“Things like I’m beautiful. I’m here, Jesse.”

His fingers tightened in her hair making her gasp. The sharp bite of pain turned her on, shocking her to her core.

“I’m not saying shit to get in your pants. This is who I am. I’ve been playing the nice guy for you. It’s time to show you who I really am.”

She really wanted to see the real him.

Jesse’s free hand touched her between the thighs. Gasping, she tensed up at the blunt contact. He didn’t hurt her, simply placed his hand on top of her clothing. Her coat was long gone; he’d taken care of that.

“You’re mine. Today, tomorrow, you’re not going anywhere,” he said.

“I’ll have to call home. Tell them not to come and get me.”

“You’ve got a car. Why do you always get picked up?” Jesse asked.

“My dad is overprotective. I had to argue to walk to the coffee shop. He worries, but I don’t mind the company.”

“I don’t care. I’ve got to fucking taste you.” Jesse claimed her lips, stopping all thoughts. She opened to him, meeting his tongue with her own. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she held onto him. Her legs were like jelly against his onslaught of passion.

Passion, fuck, she wasn’t in some kind of romance book.

“Are you wet for me?” he asked, breaking the kiss.

“Yes, I think so.”

He went to his knees in front of her. The jeans she wore were suddenly gone, followed by her panties. In quick time he stood, removing her shirt and bra. She stared down at her body, trying to cover herself.

“No, you don’t get to hide yourself from me.”

Jesse took hold of her hands, gazing the length of her as he did. “You’re fucking beautiful.”

“I’m fat.”

Hands went around her and she cried out as he slapped her ass.

“Don’t you ever call yourself that. You’re fucking beautiful and I won’t hear you saying anything else.” The hand that slapped her gripped her flesh tighter. “So fucking full.” He kissed her lips before sliding down to caress her neck.

His clothes were rough against her naked flesh. He moved behind her with his hands caressing up and down her body. “The clothes you wear are too big for such a curvy body.” Staring straight ahead out of the window, she tensed as his hand cupped her naked pussy. “If men knew what an amazing body you had they would never leave you alone. You’re going to drive me crazy.”

Kisses rained down on her neck and shoulder.

“Now I’m going to see if you’re wet for me.”

Fingers separated the folds of her sex, sliding through. “That’s right, baby, you’re so wet for me. Do you want me? Do you want my cock inside your virgin cunt?”

The romance novels she’d been reading were of the erotic variety. His talk didn’t offend her but excited her.

“I know what you’re thinking. I did my research on those books, Piper. You’re a hot woman at heart. You just need the right man to bring out your dirty side.” He stroked her clit and she shuddered in his arms, unused to being touched by fingers other than her own.

“Jesse,” she said, gasping for breath.

“If you’re scared, tell me to stop. I’d never force you against your will.”

“I don’t want you to stop.”

Once again he spun her to face him.

“Good, because I don’t want to stop. You’re mine now, baby.”

She liked the idea of being owned by him.

“No other man knows your body. Only I want that pleasure, do you understand?”


“Good. Sit down on the sofa.”

Stepping away from him, confused by his order, Piper took a seat on the sofa like he told her.

She stared up the length of him, watching as he tore his shirt off, revealing the many tattoos decorating his body. His arms were covered in different designs and his body was like a landscape of hell. The designs were perfect, not revolting.

“Why did you get these,” she asked, reaching out to touch his chest. Heat radiated off him and the electricity from the touch made her gasp.

“I love getting ink. Haven’t you ever thought about it, getting ink on your body?” he asked.

Piper shook her head. Letting anyone see her body was not high on her list of things to do by a certain age.

“We’ll take care of that. I own you now. You’re mine.”

He’d spoken those words twice and each time gave her thrill.

Chapter Four

Jesse’s cock was so fucking uncomfortable in the tight jeans. He needed them off otherwise his shaft wouldn’t be much use for anything, let alone fucking. Staring at Piper’s naked body stirred an arousal deep inside him. Her touch sent fire swirling inside. Every woman he’d been with had given pleasure, which he’d taken. No woman had created a burning so bright he didn’t think he’d last the first thrust.

She would be incredibly tight and hot. Fuck, she was a virgin. He needed to keep his wits about him otherwise her first time would end up being a nightmare.

“They’re beautiful,” she said. “Hard but beautiful.”

“I’ve got a guy out in the sticks who keeps a clean shop. If you ever want one then I’ll take you to him. He’d be the only one I trust with your body.” Reaching out, he ran fingers through her hair then down her back, touching her.

All too soon, he withdrew and worked at the buckle holding the jeans up. Pushing the jeans down his thighs, he kicked off the boots and stepped out.

Her eyes were wide as she settled on his cock. Gripping the length, he brought his hand up and down, showing himself off to her.

“Do you like what you see?” he asked.

“You don’t wear any underwear?”

“It irritates me.” Kneeling before her, he caressed her smooth thighs, pressing her back against the sofa. “Stop thinking about everything. There’s only us here, Piper. No one else.”

Opening her thighs wide, he kept his gaze on her. He couldn’t look away. She drew him in with her gaze alone. They had a connection that he couldn’t break away from.

He touched her pussy, smelling her musky scent. Her eyes opened wide and Jesse decided to no longer play it safe.”

Looking down her body, he stared at the jewel of her clit peeking out of its hood. She was soaking wet and by the time he was done with her, Jesse was determined to have her a quivering mess of need.

He leaned in close, holding the folds of her sex apart, exposing her slit.

Her stomach shook and her breathing grew deeper.

“You’ve got such a pretty pussy.”

Jesse had been with his share of women to know a pretty pussy from an ugly one. She kept her bush nicely trimmed, which he liked. He hated women who shaved it all off. Ever since his first time with a woman, he’d loved fucking a woman, not a girl.

“You keep staring at it.”

“Baby, I want to fucking eat you. It’s taking all my strength not to grab my cock and slam inside you.” Glancing up, he smiled. “I’m going to take my sweet time with your pussy. I’ll have you dripping wet and begging for my cock.”

It was a promise he intended to keep.

Keeping his eyes on hers, he leaned down, never breaking contact as he swiped his tongue through her creamy slit. Piper closed her eyes. Focusing all of his attention on her sweet clit, Jesse licked up and down her slit.

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