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  “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize who you were.” And then he disappeared off into a group. I turned to face Ellis.

  “I can handle myself you know.” Sneering at him, I flicked my eyes to where he’d been sitting then back to him as I said, “It looked like you had your hands plenty full anyway." His beautiful green eyes met mine, melting my panties just from the heat I saw in them even though I fought against it. He looked even more handsome tonight than normal. His hair actually had gel in it, the tight black shirt he had on under his leather vest showed off his fit body, not to mention the way his jeans hung off his hips to end up tucked into his black riding boots.

  “You shouldn’t look at me like that. It’ll get you into trouble little girl. And we already need to have a talk, just not tonight. Why don’t you come sit with us over here?” Ellis put a hand on the small of my back and led me to where I’d seen him earlier. He told someone to get me a new cup and refill since my other cup was still on the ground. He sat and patted his lap for me to sit on it.

  “Ellis.” I gave him a flat look and he sighed before pointing to a chair someone was sitting in. When he waved his hand, they got up, even moving it next to him. Just as I sat down, a full beer was brought to me. “Wow, nice service. Thanks.”

  “As second in command, I don’t usually have to ask twice for something,” Ellis murmured with a small shrug. It all made sense now. How I didn't realize or know that he was my brother’s right hand man, I’m not sure. “So, enjoying being out of your self-imposed confinement?"

  “Hell yeah. In fact, I think I’ll start going for bike rides every day. It’ll help pass time until it’s time to head out for DC.”

  “DC? When are you leaving?” Ellis looked caught off guard by the news of my departure.

  “Roughly two and a half months. I had three months from the time I arrived here. Then I’ll probably take a week or two, maybe more to make my way up there. Just depends on how I’m feeling. I plan on riding my bike and just taking it easy.” I bit my lip as I thought out loud. “There is nothing really keeping me here anymore. There is nothing for me up there either so I guess I’ll use it as time to do a little soul searching.”

  “Nothing keeping you here? You have a lot here; you just don’t want to admit it. What we aren’t good enough for you anymore? Is that what happened? You went off to the military to grow up and now that you are back, you’ve been acting different. Is it that you now think you are too good for all us uneducated bikers?” Ellis looked down at the beer in his hand. I didn’t think it was me that was being different. It was Ellis, wasn’t it?

  “What are you talking about? I just don’t know what I want. What am I going to do here? Get old, marry one of the bikers? Become a bitch that wears a vest that says I’m someone's property? That’s it? That’s all I have to look forward to in my life?” I chugged the rest of my beer and stood up. "I might not know what I want, but I can say for a fact that THAT isn’t what I want. Once again, it just proves that you know nothing about me.” With that, I stomped away. Throwing my cup in a trashcan, I slammed the door into the house behind me. Just as I got to the bottom of the stairs, Ellis grabbed my elbow.

  “Wait. That’s not what I meant. I’m sorry.” Ellis ran his hand over his head before shouting, “FUCK.” When I pulled my arm from his and started up the stairs, he took two at a time until he was on the same level as me. He pressed me into the wall, hands on either side of my head. “You are fucking killing me. Look at you in that little dress. It makes me want to fuck you right here against the wall. And those fucking pouty lips of yours are begging me to bite and kiss them. Instead, all I get is your sassy fucking mouth while trying to find a way to ignore all that and talk to you.”

  “If you didn’t say stupid shit, I wouldn’t have to put you in your place. I’ll never be like those whores.” I pressed back against the wall, making myself as tall as I could.

  “You think I don’t know that. Do you REALLY think that I don’t know that? Ryan, I’ve known you for so many years. I know that you could put half the men out there to shame in a fight. I know that you are more hard core and dedicated than most of the men in our club. I also know that you are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. When you decide to give your heart to a man, he’s gonna have to work for it every single second of every day because you don’t do anything easy. And I guaren-damn-tee that you light the fucking sheets on fire when you fuck. Don’t tell ME that I don’t know YOU. I know every single inch of this sexy as hell body, or almost all of it. And I know how your mind works. I’ve been a puppy following you around since you hit 18 and I finally realized what a blind idiot I had been; surviving off the little tidbits your brother would feed me about how you were and what you were doing.” Ellis’ face was only an inch from mine as he spouted angrily in my face. “If anything, I am pissed that you are so ready to just dump all of us, your family, to run off to DC, without even thinking about how we will feel not seeing you again. We just got you back,” His voice lowered to a rough whisper, “and already you are planning to run off again.”

  “You don’t understand.” I closed my eyes. Feeling Ellis pressed against me, hearing his declarations and knowing that he felt so strong about me was surprising. It made the thought of leaving so much harder. However, it made me more resolved than ever to keep the façade with Jeremiah going until I could get to DC and disappear. I could not let my secrets out; I couldn’t let my mistakes ruin their lives.

  “Make me understand. Let me in.” Ellis pressed his forehead to mine. Out of desperation to make the hurt on his face disappear, to make him stop digging and pushing me to let him in, I tilted my chin and closed the distance between our lips. The pressure of his soft lips against mine made my knees go weak. Such a plain kiss, yet it spoke to my soul. Our chests were pressed so closely together I could feel his heart beating rapidly, feel his erection pressing hard against me. His arms flexed on either side of my head, bulging as he held himself back. Seeing, sensing, feeling his self-restraint made mine disintegrate. It didn’t matter that we were in the hallway. It didn't matter that there was a party raging in the backyard; a party I wasn’t even supposed to be at. All I could think of was the beautiful, powerful man that wanted me so much he didn’t care that to get me; he had to show me his softer side, the side that he didn’t show anyone else.

  Sinking a hand into his hair, I nipped his bottom lip before gingerly sliding my tongue across his soft lips. It was then that I realized that he wasn’t kissing me back, but rather letting me kiss him. I cupped his cheek as I pressed another kiss to his lips, sucking his bottom lip into my mouth. My other hand came up to steady myself against his shoulder. When I still didn't get a reaction, I whispered against his lips, “Ellis.”

  “Ryan,” he whispered back as he pulled his face away. His rough palm moved to hold the back of my neck, his thumb brushing along my jaw. “I only have so much will power and you are pushing it right now. I’m doing everything I can to abide by your wishes.”

  “I want you. Ellis, take me. Now.” My breath hitched as he used the hand on the back of my neck to tilt my head, his lips crashing to mine. His tongue lashed out to duel with mine as his other hand slid down my body to lift my leg, wrapping it around his hip. Once my leg was seated around his waist, his palm slid up my leg to the top of my thigh highs. His fingers teased my skin along the top of the panty hose before gliding up to grasp my bare ass under my dress. Grinding his hips against mine, a betraying moan slipped passed my kiss swollen lips. My hands moved under his leather cut to grab on to his shirt as he broke from our kiss. I only got a glimpse of his face before he buried it in my neck, placing hot, wet kisses along my sensitive flesh. Closing my eyes, I leaned my head back against the wall. I’d never felt so on fire, desire burned through my entire body.

  Ellis’ hand released my neck to slip between my thighs. His fingers grazed my soaked panties as his mouth pressed to my ear. “Fuck, you are wet.” Just as his fingers pushed my pan
ties aside to tease my clit, voices grew louder, indicating that someone was heading our way. He didn’t stop though; he pressed a finger into me as he captured my lips again, swallowing the moan that escaped my lips. Another finger joined the first in a slow teasing rhythm that was driving me crazy, making the single leg holding me up weak. My hands slid around his back, digging my nails into his strong muscles as my whole body trembled with pleasure.

  “Ellis, someone is coming.” I whispered, barely able to think. He was driving me closer and closer to an orgasm, right there against the wall on the stairwell, where whoever had just come in the back door would be able to see us once they rounded the corner.

  “Shhh. They can’t see you, most of you anyway.” He spoke softly, but gave me a naughty grin as he squeezed my ass, his fingers continuing to torment me. "Let me see you come then I’ll take you upstairs and fuck you.”

  Knowing someone was going to catch us in a matter of seconds, the perfect rhythm his fingers pumping into me had combined with the sexy smile on his face as he lowered his lips to mine, had me exploding around him. My nails dragged down his shirted back as I bit his lip to keep from yelling out. In my post orgasm haze, I heard a deep chuckle come from Ellis as he slipped his fingers out of me, lifted my other leg to wrap it around his waist before he started up the stairs.

  “Yo, Dirty! Got yourself a bitch for the night? About fucking time.” Someone called out from the base of the stairs before laughing then talking to someone else and walking away. I rested my head against his chest as he shouted something back to the passerby, but I was too relaxed to catch what he said before continuing down the hall. Once Ellis set me on my bed, he returned to the door to make sure it was locked.

  “Don’t need anyone interrupting us.” He smiled at me as he knelt on the ground in front of me. Placing a hand on my knees, he looked into my eyes as he slowly spread them apart. Dropping his eyes, he stared at my soaked panties. “Christ,” he murmured as he slowly ran a finger up the center of my body. I had to lean back on my hands to support myself; I could already feel myself getting wet for him again. "I have to taste you. I’ve dreamed about this so many times. I have to know because even if I never get to have you again I’ll remember this for the rest of my life.”

  “Ellis?” I put a finger under his chin making him meet my eyes. “Stop talking and fuck me.”

  Without acknowledging me, his hands grabbed my knees before slowly drifting up my outer thighs. His eyes never left mine, even as a small, sexy smirk flitted over his lips as he pushed my dress up over my stomach. I bit down on my lip as he gently pushed me back onto my elbows. The rough callouses on his hands gently scraped my thighs as he grabbed the sides of my panties, dragging them down my legs. Immediately, I spread my legs again for him, which got me a smile and a nip to the thigh. Moaning, I threw my head back and scooted my hips closer to him. Instead of diving in like I expected, he slowly kissed up one thigh only to start on the other when he reached the apex of my thighs. I groaned, gritting my teeth together as I leaned my head back, closing my eyes. I wanted him to make me come, not keep teasing me. I was already dripping wet for him, but he didn’t seem to care.

  “Keep your eyes open.” Ellis’ stern demand had my eyes snapping open just as he pressed a soft kiss right at the top of my pussy. The touch of his tongue as he slowly licked up the center of my body had me writhing on the bed. His low, deep growl filled the air just before his tongue pushed into my pussy. I knew he was just as affected as I was because his hands were gripping my thighs so tight that I knew I’d have bruises. These were the bruises I liked, ones made out of passion.

  Finally, he took my clit into his mouth and I nearly jumped off the bed from how sensitive it was from his finger fuck on the stairs. Tenderly, his tongue flicked against it before drawing circles around it while his fingers teased my entrance. When he started to pull back, I reached down to hold his face to me because it felt too good for him to stop. He sucked my clit into his mouth again, two of his thick fingers slowly pushed into my hungry flesh. A loud moan slipped from my mouth as my elbows gave out, my back arching as an orgasm tore through me. My thighs quivered on either side of his face as he leisurely licked at me with a smile on his face.

  Reaching down between my thighs, I grabbed a handful of his hair as best I could and pulled him up to me. When his face was near, I slammed my lips to his, tasting myself on his mouth. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him down on top of me. His arms flexed as he held his torso up off me, but he pulled back from my lips. “I take it you liked that."

  I rolled my eyes at him and pushed at his leather cut. “Take it off.”

  “So impatient.” A teasing smile slipped on his face as he sat back onto his knees and let it fall to the bed behind him. He thrust his jean clad hips against my nude lower half, “Anything else? Or was that all you wanted?”

  “Nope that’s all I wanted.” I pushed myself up and out from under him, moving to get off the bed, but he grabbed my arm and crashed his mouth to mine again with us both kneeling on the bed. I was nervous that he’d see all the scars that I had from my past and find them unattractive, however, he didn’t seem to notice any of them.

  “You aren’t getting away so easily.” He growled as he yanked down the zipper on the back of my dress. Jerking on the sleeves, he pulled them off, followed by my bra, leaving me only in my thigh highs and heels. As I moved to my back, I started to kick my shoes off, but he stopped me with a hand under my chin. “Leave them on.”

  In one smooth move, he had his shirt up and over his head before leaning over me again. Raining kisses down on my breasts, I heard the thump-thump of his boots hitting the floor. I pushed at his shoulders till he leaned up on his arms again. I pushed gently at his shoulders, “Roll over. I want to see you.”

  Hooking his feet around my legs, he rolled so he was on his back and I was kneeling on either side of his groin. The hard line of his jean clad erection pressed against my drenched pussy. As I ran my hands over the ridges of his abdomen up to his broad shoulders, I rotated my hips, grinding myself against him. His body was even more amazing than I had imagined, all that hard muscle covered by lightly tanned skin, and it was all right under my hands to do with as I wished. Leaning down, I kissed him chastely on the lips before moving down his chest, stopping to suck briefly on each of his flat nipples. I could spend hours exploring his hard earned abs but instead, there were bigger matters to take care of. I pulled on the tab of his jeans to undo the button only to look up and find him watching me as I slowly lowered his zipper. Keeping my eyes on his, I reached into his boxer briefs and pulled out his large cock. At the touch of my fingers, his eyes nearly closed and his jaw clenched.

  “Oh my god.” I breathed at how big he was in my hand. Licking my lips nervously, I tugged at the sides of his pants to get them out of my way. He lifted his ass off the bed, making it easier for me to take them off. I bit my lip as I looked at him for a moment before climbing back on the bed, between his legs. Watching his face, I dragged my tongue up the underside of his thick cock. Ellis’ hands balled the sheets on either side of his body making the muscles in his chest and abdomen flex as he closed his eyes. His pulse was vibrating through his shaft as I slowly took him into my mouth until he hit the back of my throat. The deep, gravely moan from him had my pussy clenching. Swallowing, I took the last of him into my throat. His hands came up to clench in my hair as his hips involuntarily bucked and another groan rumbled from his chest.

  “I’m not going to last long, especially if you keep doing that.” Ellis groaned through clenched teeth. Sucking hard, I moved slowly back up his shaft until I felt the broad rim of the head at my lips. I ran my tongue around the ridge, tasting precome seeping out of his tip. I took him deep in my mouth again, his hips again bucking under me. “Fuck! That feels good.”

  Sucking up his shaft again, I flicked my tongue over the tip before rising up to my knees. I crawled over him until I was once again straddling his groin. Puttin
g my hands on his chest, I tightened my thighs so his cock was trapped between them and rocked my hips so he was rubbing against me but not yet in me.

  “Fuck.” Ellis arched up against me as his hands clutched my hips tightly, pulling me down.

  “Are you done fucking around? Ready to finally fill me with that big cock?” I asked moving faster. The action only turned me on more, making me drip on to his shaft, lubricating it, making it slide even swifter between my thighs.

  “Yes, god I want to feel you wrapped tightly around my cock,” Ellis said, but he was still holding me down against him. It felt so good I kept sliding along him, moving faster. Suddenly I miscalculated and his cock was pressing into me instead of sliding against me. It didn't matter though, I was so far gone I couldn’t stop; Hell, I couldn’t even make myself care. Ellis, however, had other ideas; his thoughts not as clouded by lust. He held my hips firmly in his hands, stopping my movement. "Ryan, stop. I don’t have a rubber on.”

  “Just pull out. God, just don’t stop now.” I pushed against his hands, desperate to continue, to come.

  “Shit. Shit. Shit.” Ellis groaned but released me so I could continue to ride him. Sliding my knees out to the side more, I took him deeper in my body. Rocking up and down his thick shaft, I groaned, feeling my orgasm getting closer. Ellis' fingers dug into my hips again as he growled, “I’m gonna come, Ryan.”

  “No! Wait! Fucking wait, damn it.” I dug my nails into his chest as I rode him harder, determined to come with him. Just as my orgasm rushed over me, Ellis pulled out from my body, his come spurting out in thick strands across his stomach.

  “Damn, that was close.” Ellis groaned as his hands drew lazy circles up my back. I collapsed onto his chest, not caring that I just made the mess bigger. I could hear the rapid beating of his heart under my ear as we both continued to breathe hard.

  “Oh, but it felt amazing.” I sighed against his chest and he laughed, the deep rumbling tickling my ear. “And I’m not worried about getting pregnant.”