Cocky Biker(45)

I expected a fight.

I can do it…stuff like that.

But Sunshine says nothing as the suds slide down curves I can’t stop caressing. We kiss in the sunbeams that slice into the steamy air. She watches me soap myself up last. “You’re not gonna help?” I joke, but I can tell she’s getting off on watching.

She reaches over and grabs my cock. “I’ll clean this right here.”

Grinning, I step a little closer. “Be my guest.”

“Well, give me the bar,” she smiles with a challenge in her sultry brown eyes.

“Fuck, that feels good.” I’ve been hard since we stepped in. Hell, I’ve been hard since she didn’t argue about driving with me back home. Not that she’s given me an answer yet. But I have a feeling it’s yes.

This is my last ditch effort to imprint myself on the woman. All of this. I want her to change her mind. I want her to want me as much as I want her.

“Sunshine, you’re pretty fuckin’ good at this,” I groan as I sway under her skill.

“I’m just watching your face and doing more of what makes you frown like that.”

“I’m frowning?”

“Pleasure-frowning. You’re making this amazing sex face, Jett.” She takes my kiss with passion and our tongues lash around as the ache in my cock throbs harder. “You want this?” Sunshine lets go and turns around, arching her gorgeous ass in the air.

“Go slow at first. I’m a little sore.”

Rinsing off the soap with a quick flash under the hot streaming water, I grab onto her ass, inching my length into her pussy a little at a time. She rises on her toes and moans. I could listen to this woman make that noise for the rest of my life.

Tonk’s right. I’ve never been with anyone longer than a week, because they can’t hold my attention.

I need a wild feral cat like Luna, in my life. Never knew it ‘til I met her. I just saw myself being alone and ridin’ alone until I died. Flings, but nothin’ more.

When women begged me to stay it was never hard to say no. I’ve seen more than my fair share of tears. But I never cried for any of them. I’m not the one for you baby, I’d tell them. If I stick around any longer it’ll just be harder to let me go. And your man’s waitin’ for you.

They never believed me when I said that, but I meant that shit.

I knew I wasn’t the one.

I’d just be taking his place by sticking around.

But fuck, the crying always tore me up.

My mom raised me to do right by women.

I try my best. I don’t succeed often.

And now look at me – fucking this wild, gorgeous thing who makes me laugh at the weirdest moments, with everything I have just to make her body go limp so her heart follows.

I’m a desperate sonofabitch.

I see the look she’s never lost.

She’s leavin’ the first chance she gets.

Her hands crawl up the tile as she cries out, her pussy trembling around the base of my cock as I drive it in deep. “Jett,” she moans, driving me insane with how sexy she said it.

I bend my knees deeper and ram her until there’s nothing left for me to give. Our wet bodies are matted to each other as steam wafts around our heads. I kiss her shoulder blades and whisper into her slippery, olive skin, “I love you.”

Her body goes tense in my arms. “Jett…” she rasps.

“No,” I murmur into her ear. “You don’t have to say anything. It’s okay. Just…shhhh.”

She’s panting and I slide out of her and turn her around, water cascading between us.

“Luna, I want you. Only you. But I know what you’ve been through and I know it will take time for you to believe my heart is true. That I’m a good man.”

With a pained look twisting her all up, she whispers, “I’m not a good woman, Jett.”

“The fuck you aren’t.” I grab the back of her head and kiss her deeply. She fights me but finally gives in, slipping her arms around my neck. My cock twitches like it can go another round and she feels it against her.

“We should see if Carmen’s okay,” she whispers against my lips.

I stare at her and see the wall.

The decision’s been made.

She’s dead set on being on her own.

“You’re sayin’ no, aren’t you?”

With tears in her eyes, she nods. “I have to.”

Reaching over, I turn off the faucet.

I didn’t win. I just made myself look like a fool.

I’m not gonna beg. Every time she rejects me, it’s like a scorpion’s sting.

“Right. Let’s go.”

The hospital’s busier than we left it. Luna and I ask for Carmen’s room and get directed to it. Like I’ve got O.C.D. I keep replaying my telling her, I love you.