Capture (Restless Motorcycle Club Romance) by Julia Marie

 
     

     
     
    The rustling of the covers woke me, and I flung my arm out to cover Shane’s body before he could escape.
     
    “Where are you going?” I asked, still half asleep but knowing that I didn’t want him to go.
     
    He rolled back over and wrapped me in his strong arms. “I need to get going. It’s important that my routine doesn’t look any different from the outside than usual. I’m already going to have far too much suspicion on me after what happened last night.”
     
    I had almost forgotten.
     
    The trip to the FBI, the accusations and double-dealings, the shootings and near misses and death. The sex. Yesterday had been the longest day of my life, and I felt as though I’d aged years in the space of a mere twenty-four hours.
     
    I reached up to hold his arms tight around me. He was all I could count on, and if I lost him then I would have no one left to turn to. “Do you really have to go?”
     
    He leaned down and his manly scent surrounded me as his lips claimed mine for his own. The kiss deepened of its own accord, our bodies hungry for each other in a way that I had never experienced before. No matter what else was going on, I was able to close my eyes and let the gentle play of his tongue take me far away from all of the problems that reared their head out in the real world.
     
    The kiss broke as he pulled away. I could see from the look on his face that he was about to say those words again, but I didn’t want to let him. I pulled him back down to me and rolled, straddling him as I took control of the course of events.
     
    We were still as naked as when we went to sleep, and I could feel his manhood start to stir underneath me, the stiffening desire touching me and pleasing me as I ground against it.
     
    At first reluctant, Shane’s hips started to move, thrusting gently up into me, giving both of us more of that sweet friction. My arousal moistened his shaft, and I gasped as he started to slide through my folds more freely.
     
    It was safe to give him his lips back; he wasn’t going anywhere.
     
    “Oh, Shane,” I moaned from atop him as I rode. He pulled my chest down against him and latched his hot mouth onto the side of my neck, overwhelming me with his presence and the sheer magnitude of his desire.
     
    His strong hands cupped my ass and started to pull me up, lifting my body and pulling it towards his mouth until my knees rested on either side of his head. The contact of his talented tongue in between my thighs was an unbelievable contrast to the hardness of his cock from a moment before.
     
    “Oh god,” I said, as I leaned forward and rested my hands against the headboard. “That feels so fucking good, hun!”
     
    I couldn’t help but grind my hips a little, assisting Shane in finding my most sensitive spots, guiding him as he learned my body even better than before. Soon he had me convulsing, struggling to stay upright as his tongue lashed an intense orgasm from my body.
     
    There was only so much I could stand before I spilled off to the side to get away from his tongue, my clit turned too sensitive to be able to handle any more direct stimulation. My legs continued to quaver as I lay there, shuddering.
     
    “Wow,” I said, staring up at the palely lit ceiling.
     
    Shane rolled over to get on top of me, trapping me in between his strong arms and smiling affectionately down at me. “I’m glad you enjoyed that.”
     
    His manhood was pressed against me once more, my folds even slicker than before from the combination of my juices and his saliva. It felt so right, so incredible. I wanted him inside of me, filling me, owning me.
     
    I didn’t have to ask. We looked into each other’s eyes as a shift in his hips drew him against my entrance. My fingers dug into his back as he slowly began to split me open, parting my flesh and stretching my nerves into a whole other kind of pleasure.
     
    The moment he bottomed out we both gave identical breathy moans, which