Taming Lucca: Red Devils M.C. by Michelle Woods Page B
Authors: Michelle Woods
she’d had sex with a few men including Luzen, the idiot, but only Bone had made her burn by just touching her leg. She had never known a man who turned her on like he did, and feeling his hand almost between her legs had made her want to pull his hand to her clit, and let him do very naughty things to her. She should be ashamed, she barely knew the man, and yet she wanted to allow him to take her anyway he wanted. She needed to discover a way to the blue bandits fast, or she was going to end up in his bed. “Sit up.” He murmured as he moved over to the dresser to pick up a tray which he sat down on her lap as she sat up in the bed. He sat down next to her on the edge of the bed, his hand lifting to brush her hair back from her face, making her realize he must have unbraided it earlier when he’d undressed her.
Bone couldn’t stop himself from touching her again as he watched her pick up the spoon to eat. He brushed her hair away from the side of her face watching her sip some of the soup grinning when she moaned while taking another bite. “This is good” she said looking up at him in surprise.
“Good . Eat it all, baby,” He sat back against the headboard wishing he could just stay here in his bedroom with her all night instead of leaving to take care of the stupid drug dealers trying to move into Red Devils Turf. Knowing that he couldn’t stay he watched her eat, and enjoyed what little time he could afford to squeeze out of the night to spend with her. It was strange how he was content just looking at her when he’d normally be bored with any other woman, but for some reason she fascinated him. After she had eaten all the soup, with little contented sighs and moans that made him want to push her back on the bed and see if she’d make them while he took her, he lifted the tray and set it on the dresser again, opening a draw, he pulled out his twenty-two laying it, his knife, and his brass knuckles on the top. He left them there turning back to the bed he walked over with the last item he’d pulled from the dresser a spare satellite phone, which he handed it to Molly.
Molly watched as he took out a gun and a knife from the dresser laying them on top. Even as she watched she wasn’t frighten, which was strange. She knew that had it been any other man taking those things from the drawer she would have been freaking out right about now, but she just watched him waiting to see what he was doing. It was odd that less than a day ago she had been scared to death of him and his crew yet now she just felt oddly safe here. She couldn’t fathom why that was.
“Baby, I have to go out tonight and I won’t be back till midday tomorrow.” He said surprising her. She wasn’t expecting him to tell her where he was going and for how long. “Okay.” She uttered still watching as he held out a phone. Taking it she saw it was one of the Satellite phones the guards who worked in the Hills had. Huh that explained the cells and why they worked. Five years before the storms they had launched nineteen satellites into space that allowed cell phone to work all over the world without issues. They were made of a combination of almost indestructible metal that lasted about three hundred years according to the test they did in the labs.
“I want you to call me if anything happens, okay,” He looked at her intently as he handed her the phone laying it in her hand then cupping her cheek. “Anything happens after I leave you call Pretty Boy first and tell him to come here. Then you call me. Got it?”
“Okay.” She replied again looking up into his eyes with an odd sense of being connected with him in some unknown way. He leaned towards her and suddenly his lips were pressing against hers with a light pressure. Then his as if unable to stop himself he grunted and his tongue licked her lips seeking entry. Unable to stop her desire to touch him even knowing that she shouldn’t allow it she opened her mouth, feeling his
Bone couldn’t stop himself from touching her again as he watched her pick up the spoon to eat. He brushed her hair away from the side of her face watching her sip some of the soup grinning when she moaned while taking another bite. “This is good” she said looking up at him in surprise.
“Good . Eat it all, baby,” He sat back against the headboard wishing he could just stay here in his bedroom with her all night instead of leaving to take care of the stupid drug dealers trying to move into Red Devils Turf. Knowing that he couldn’t stay he watched her eat, and enjoyed what little time he could afford to squeeze out of the night to spend with her. It was strange how he was content just looking at her when he’d normally be bored with any other woman, but for some reason she fascinated him. After she had eaten all the soup, with little contented sighs and moans that made him want to push her back on the bed and see if she’d make them while he took her, he lifted the tray and set it on the dresser again, opening a draw, he pulled out his twenty-two laying it, his knife, and his brass knuckles on the top. He left them there turning back to the bed he walked over with the last item he’d pulled from the dresser a spare satellite phone, which he handed it to Molly.
Molly watched as he took out a gun and a knife from the dresser laying them on top. Even as she watched she wasn’t frighten, which was strange. She knew that had it been any other man taking those things from the drawer she would have been freaking out right about now, but she just watched him waiting to see what he was doing. It was odd that less than a day ago she had been scared to death of him and his crew yet now she just felt oddly safe here. She couldn’t fathom why that was.
“Baby, I have to go out tonight and I won’t be back till midday tomorrow.” He said surprising her. She wasn’t expecting him to tell her where he was going and for how long. “Okay.” She uttered still watching as he held out a phone. Taking it she saw it was one of the Satellite phones the guards who worked in the Hills had. Huh that explained the cells and why they worked. Five years before the storms they had launched nineteen satellites into space that allowed cell phone to work all over the world without issues. They were made of a combination of almost indestructible metal that lasted about three hundred years according to the test they did in the labs.
“I want you to call me if anything happens, okay,” He looked at her intently as he handed her the phone laying it in her hand then cupping her cheek. “Anything happens after I leave you call Pretty Boy first and tell him to come here. Then you call me. Got it?”
“Okay.” She replied again looking up into his eyes with an odd sense of being connected with him in some unknown way. He leaned towards her and suddenly his lips were pressing against hers with a light pressure. Then his as if unable to stop himself he grunted and his tongue licked her lips seeking entry. Unable to stop her desire to touch him even knowing that she shouldn’t allow it she opened her mouth, feeling his