Bad to the Bone(43)

James slapped him on the back. “I know what you mean.” He stared at Cora. “Since I’ve had Cora, there hasn’t been anyone else. I don’t want anyone else.”

“Are you going to marry her?”

“Nah, I don’t believe in marriage. She’s not the kind of woman who’ll appreciate a ring.” James had been thinking long and hard about the best way to get his wildcat on his side.

“Sharon had told me it was serious with you.”

“It is. How did you end up with a girl like Sharon?” James asked, intrigued. Sharon and Thomas were the classic good girl meets bad boy from the wrong side of the tracks.

“I couldn’t live without her. I woke up thinking about her, and I went to sleep thinking about her. Most of my life was spent endlessly moving from one bitch to another. Sharon’s not a bitch. She’s mine, and that was how I wanted to keep her.”

Those words were exactly how he felt about Cora.

The rest of the barbeque went by without a hitch. He made sure Stuart and Ryan were known to each other, and that Ryan was part of the MC.

There wouldn’t be any fights anytime soon, which James was happy about. He was getting tired of being called to the school. The only consolation he got out of being called to the school was the fact he got to see his woman.

Later that night, Cora took his hand, and led the way up to his bedroom.

“Am I going to get my surprise now?” he asked.

“You’re going to get your surprise, and you’re going to love it.”

Gripping her ass outside of his bedroom, he pressed her against the wall. “I love you, Cora.” Sliding his hand up her body, he gripped her tit in his palm, kneading the soft flesh.

She gasped, pressing back against him. He cupped her face, taking the kiss he’d been wanting. Pressing his tongue, he made love to her mouth.

“I love you, too, James,” she said.

“You’re my present.” He pulled her hair out of the way and kissed the back of her neck. “This is all the gift I need.” Gripping her ass, he cupped the soft flesh, wanting to be inside her, fucking her.

Cora pulled out of his arms. “Come inside.”

James followed her, kicking his door closed.

She turned him around so that he had his back to the bed.

“Now, I’ve been paying a lot of attention to you, James. We’re exclusive, in a relationship together, and there isn’t going to be anyone else,” Cora said.

They’d talked a lot about what they expected from each other. He didn’t want Cora if she was fucking multiple men. If they were going to have any kind of fun, then this was how it was going to be. They were together, not with anyone else. He was more than happy with that.

“Now, you told me something the other day, and I’ve been thinking about it. I don’t want either of us to be afraid to admit what we want. I know what I like inside and outside of the bedroom.” She tugged her shirt from her body and threw it to the floor. “I know what you want from me, but you’re afraid of asking. You don’t need to be afraid about what you want.”

There was a knock at his bedroom door. James tensed, but Cora smiled.

He watched her walk to the door.

“Come on in,” she said.

Caleb walked through the door.

James stared from Caleb to Cora, and realization hit him. She was giving him the green light to share her.

The door was closed once again, and Cora stepped up to him.

“You like sharing me, but I refuse to fuck your brother Pixie. I’ve done a lot of thinking about it, and I’m not going to fuck your brother. I know he’s the one you share all your women with, but I’m not going to be shared by him. I want you, James. I’m not attracted to Pixie. I don’t want him.”

He cupped her cheek. “I wasn’t going to share with Pixie. I was going to ask Caleb when you were ready.”

She kissed the inside of his wrist. “I’m ready, baby. If this is what you want, then take it. I’m here, and I’m yours for the taking.” She went on her toes, and pressed her lips against his. He was turned on, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Caleb lean against the wall. It was fucking hot having an audience and to know he was going to be sharing her pleasure with another man.

He wasn’t interested in touching Caleb, but he couldn’t wait to watch her go up in flames between them.

“She came to me, James. If you don’t want me to be here, I’ll go,” Caleb said.

Looking from Cora to Caleb, then back again, he smiled. “I’ve not got a problem with this.” He tugged his shirt over his head, and pointed at Cora. “Come here, beautiful.”