They still had not spoken when she opened the door to her house. She turned to him, waiting for him to pursue her. The heat of his possessive gaze shattered her control. She reached for the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head, exposing the black lace bra she wore underneath. She walked over to him, and her hands quickly moved to the buckle of his belt. As she began to undo it, he pulled his shirt off, revealing his broad chest. She stood frozen as her eyes roamed over his defined torso. He had several tattoos on his upper chest, and one large tattoo on his arm that traveled down past his elbow. Her fingers traced over the seething, fiery devil. The bright red and orange flames flared around the devil’s body and face. The words Devil Chaser MC were written in bold letters above the fire. In Tribute to The Lost Souls was written in smaller letters underneath. Ghostlike skulls seemed to hover around the flames. There were at least ten skulls with tiny words written within the shading. Looking closer, Tessa realized the words were actually names. She gave him a questioning look.
“The names on the skulls are for the members of my father’s club. They were my family, and I wanted to always have them close to me. When The Lost Souls fell apart, I knew I would return to the club life at some point. The Devil Chasers gave me the chance to do something that would make my father proud. I haven’t always been on the right path, but I’m trying my best to change that. At first I wanted to make things better for Myles and the club. Now, you make me want things to be better.”
Bishop reached for her chin, pulling her attention from his chest. His lips were so close she could feel the warmth of his breath. His eyes raked down her chest and came to rest on her breasts. She could hear his breathing getting deeper. He reached behind her for the clasp of her bra. As it fell to the ground, he slid his hands down to her denim skirt. He slipped her skirt and panties down past her hips and onto the floor. She stood looking at him with hooded eyes. He bent down and slid his hands under her knees. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he cradled her up to his chest.
“Where’s your bedroom?” Bishop whispered.
“It’s down the hall on your right,” Tessa purred.
In her room, Bishop gently laid her on the bed. He began kissing her on her neck and slowly made his way down to her breasts. His calloused hands cupped her breasts as his thumb roughly brushed across her nipple. She whimpered when he drew her nipple into his mouth and sucked. Her nails dug into his shoulders as he released her breast and began kissing and licking the small curve of her stomach. His hands reached behind her, lifting her closer to him. She didn’t resist as his head lowered between her thighs.
“You’re MINE, Tessa. No one is going to have this pussy again. It’s mine, now and forever.” His tongue circled and tormented her clit as the room filled with the sounds of her pleasure.
“Oh god, Cole….. Don’t stop. I’m almost there,” Tessa begged.
Bishop owned her with his mouth. She was surrounded by a cloud of need as he inched his fingers inside her. Her legs began to quiver as he thrust his fingers deeper. Her head fell back and her body shuddered with her release. He licked her clit one last time before he made his way back to her mouth. His body pressed against her breasts as his lips brushed against hers. He groaned into her mouth as her hands began moving to the button of his jeans.
“These need to come off!” Tessa cried. “I need you now.” She quickly freed him from his jeans, pushing them down below his waist. He stood to remove them, and her body shook with anticipation. His eyes met hers as he knelt above her.
She placed her hands on his chest, stopping him from moving any closer.
The room fell silent as Tessa said, “Cole, I need you to know that I have fallen in love with you. I’m not sure exactly when I figured it out, but you’re all I can think about. It’s a little overwhelming.”
“Tessa, I think I fell in love with you the first night you got on my bike. When your arms wrapped around me, I knew you were it for me. I’ll never want any other woman on the back of my bike. Only you.”
She watched as he moved slowly towards her, resting his body between her thighs. He rubbed his cock against her clit, and she gasped. He let out a breath as he thrust into her hard and deep. He stilled, giving her time to adjust to his thickness. She clenched against his length, encouraging him to move.
“I’ll give you what you need, love. Tell me again…” Bishop ordered.
“I love you, Cole,” Tessa whispered.
She ground her hips into him, reassuring him that she was ready. He began to move slowly and intently.