Page 16 of Ruthlessly Mine


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Even though there was no way the stunning blond could have heard me, he jerked his head in our direction. The bike sputtered, the engine completely dying.

“See what I mean?” Jessie whispered.

“Uh-huh. I think he knows we’re staring at him.” Swallowing hard, I watched every nuance of his body movement as he rose to his feet, everything as if in slow motion.

The godlike creature removed his sunglasses, wiping his forehead with the back of his arm. Shirtless, the shadows carved in the middle of his chest highlighted a massive set of pecs, making my mouth water. I slanted my gaze to his abs and the indentations from years of working out were nothing short of perfection. Weathered jeans hugged his hips and the huge bulge in his groin created the kinds of fantasies no good girl should ever have.

As he grabbed a rag from the handlebars, wiping his hands, he kept his gaze pinned on our car. I was lost in the dreamlike state as he walked around the back of the bike, moving closer. And I could swear I caught the scent of him, woodsy and full of testosterone.

“Come to me,” he whispered, the tone a deep baritone, demanding in a way that refused denial.

I took careful steps in his direction, my eyes never leaving his. When I was only a few inches away, he snaked his hand around my neck, yanking me against the heat of his rippled chest. He lowered his head, breathing across my face.

“I own you, every inch of your body and you will obey my every command.”

As his fingers dug into my skin and his lips crushed against mine, I accepted exactly where I belonged.

Beep!

Only the ugly blasting sound of a car horn behind us broke the trance.

“Shit, asshole. Hold your horses,” Jessie screeched.

My mouth and throat were dry and as Jessie was forced to drive away, the vision remained lurking in the back of my mind.

The mysterious man was pure sin and I hungered for a taste of him.

Hmmm… What would it hurt to find out more about him?

* * *

I had to be absolutely out of my mind. The sexy biker could be the most dangerous man on earth, but the bad girl inside refused to ignore her wicked desires. I parked the truck in the far reaches of the parking lot, standing by the driver’s door for a full five minutes before finding the courage to walk toward the lobby. This was completely insane, the kind of behavior I never did, but I’d never been so turned on by a man in my life. Taking long strides, I peered through the glass door, able to see a television and what had to be the attendant.

The older man appeared to have nodded off, his chin almost resting on his chest. I waited for at least a minute before pressing my hand on the bell.

He jerked, wiping his mouth before glancing in my direction. An immediate smile crossed his face and he stood slowly, lumbering toward the counter. “Now, what can I do for such a pretty lady on this afternoon?”

Prickles danced along my skin.What the hell are you doing?I was tongue-tied for at least thirty seconds, trying to figure out the perfect excuse for being here. “Hi. I’m looking for a friend of mine. I think he checked in last night.”

“Sure, honey. What’s his name?” The clerk moved toward the aging computer, his fingers poised over the keys.

I opened my mouth not once but twice, realizing I’d just slipped my foot smack inside. “My guess is that he wouldn’t use his real name. Big, muscular guy, well over six foot tall and built like a brick shithouse.” The words slipped from my mouth before I could stop them. Heat shifted directly from my quivering pussy, shooting all the way up to my flushed cheeks.

He lifted his gaze, an amused look on his face. “Well, that certainly narrows it down a bit. We don’t get that type here too often. Does he know you’re coming?”

“No, it’s a surprise.” I could tell the guy was being cagey, so I decided to slide into my best acting abilities. Leaning over the counter and folding my arms across the surface, I knew by experience my breasts were peeking out over the edge of the cotton shirt. I licked my lips in an exaggerated fashion, issuing a single husky moan. “He adores when I do that. You know, naughty behavior.”

He inhaled, blinking several times but as expected, his eyes fell directly across my rounded breasts. “That’s a surprise all right. I think I can help you out. He’s kind of private though.”

What did this guy want, a hundred bucks for giving me a room number? I brushed my hand down the length of my neck, keeping a look of confusion on my face. “He’s very private, but trust me, he craves every little thing that I offer. I’m certain a man such as yourself can understand.” I wasn’t entirely certain what I would do if I was lucky enough to obtain the room number, but I’d gone out on a limb this far. I’d think of something.

Snorting, he wiped his mouth before typing on the keyboard. “One lucky bastard is all I can say.”

I shifted back and forth from foot to foot, making certain he got an eyeful of my tits. At this point, my nipples were rock hard, my pussy clenching at the thought of meeting the hunky biker. I had to be out of my mind, but the roughhewn giant was far too tempting.

The clerk gave me another long look before writing down a number then sliding the piece of paper across the desk. “Don’t tell him I gave this to you. The dude likes his privacy, but I’m certain he’d want his… surprise.”

I gave him my best seductive smile before snatching the note out of his hand. “You are the best.” Every portion of my body was shaking like a leaf as I scampered outside, moving out of his line of sight before I let out a long and very scattered breath. Oh, God.Oh, God. What in the hell was I doing?

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