Inferno：A Devil Chaser’s MC Romance(26)

“Oh my god! That’s terrible. Jeez, that hurts just thinking about it,” she said with a grimace. She actually seemed to feel sorry for Bobby. Bishop had always thought it was his own damn fault for driving too fast on a curvy road. It served him right for not thinking, but then again, Bobby rarely seemed to think about anything.

“Come on. I’ll show you around.” Bishop took her hand and led her through the bar and down a narrow hall. Jessica and Cindy gave her a scathing look as they began to whisper back and forth. Their snarls made it obvious they were not happy about her being there. Tessa didn’t seem to be fazed by their glares. Instead, she focused on the closed doors that lined the hall.

“What are these rooms?”

“Each of the guys has a room here. Most of them have a place of their own outside of the clubhouse, but it’s good to have a place to crash when there’s been too much drinking or when they need some privacy.” Her eyebrows raised at that, so he knew she understood what he meant.

“Where’s your room? Can I see it?” Tessa asked.

Bishop didn’t respond. He opened the last door at the end of the hall and motioned for her to enter. The room was simple and clean. The bed was made with a slate gray comforter, and his clothes were neatly put away in a small dresser in the corner of the room. A large flat screen TV hung on the wall, and a picture of Myles and Bishop riding on the motorcycle sat on the table beside the bed. It was simple, but homey. Bishop quietly shut the door and gave her time to become acquainted with her surroundings. She quietly walked around the room, softly touching the bedspread as she passed by. She peeked her head into his bathroom, and turned to him and said, “It’s really nice. I like it.” She smiled and walked back over to him.

“That’s good. I want you to feel comfortable being here.”

“The guys seem really nice. Bobby is a hoot! I think I’d definitely like to come back sometime,” Tessa said bashfully.

Bishop swept her hair off of her shoulder and eased his way closer. He brushed his lips across her earlobe, and said, “Oh, you’ll be back. But the next time you’re in this room, you’ll be staying the night.” He began kissing her neck, and she moaned with anticipation. Goosebumps rose on her flesh as she inched closer. His thumb brushed across her jaw as she glanced up at him. His lips met hers, and the kiss instantly became frenzied. Her hands roamed over his broad chest, and she gripped the sides of his t-shirt. His hand found the curve of her ass, and he pulled her closer to his growing bulge.

“I’ve been thinking about having you in this room, touching you… kissing you…. You’re all I can think about.”

As he pushed her against the wall, the vibrations of her moans only magnified his need to possess her. He ground his hips into hers as her hands slipped inside his shirt, brushing over the muscles in his back. His hand slipped down, and she didn’t protest as he began to undo the button of her jeans. She arched her back, pressing her breasts into his chest. She leaned back so that he could release the zipper and slide his hand into her lace panties. He dragged his finger over her slowly.

“You’re wet for me. You want this as much as I do,” he whispered. He thrust two fingers into her and began to fuck her with his fingers. She rocked back and forth against his hand, encouraging him to move at her pace. He quickly found the spot that made her legs become unsteady. He continued to kiss her as the sensation overwhelmed her. Her entire body became tense as her orgasm took over. “Oh my god, Cole!”

He was surprised that she called him Cole, but he liked it. He wanted her more than he realized, but he didn’t want to move too fast with her. He wanted her to know that she was different from the women in his past. He wanted more from her. More than just one night. He didn’t want her to be filled with regret for rushing into things with him. She obviously felt the same intense attraction towards him, but he needed to take his time with her.

He slowed the kiss and removed his hand from her panties. When his lips broke from the kiss, she looked at him with apprehension. He redid the button on her jeans as her feet became steady back to the floor. “I want you to call me that from now on.”

“What?” Tessa asked, confused by his withdrawal.

“Cole. I want you to call me Cole from now on. I like hearing my name come from those sweet lips.” He kissed her once more before he said, “I have someplace I’d like to take you. Let’s take a ride.” He took her hand and led her out of his room. Disappointment crossed her face briefly, but she only nodded and followed him to his bike.