“What? Bell told me you weren’t together.” He gives me a wink before turning to look at Jesse. “Unless you are?” he adds.
“Bell, we gotta head out.” Jesse ignores him and turns to me.
“Oh, okay.” I stand, expecting this kind of reaction. “Have you got a pen? I’ll give you my number, Conner. We’ll arrange a time to chat when Jesse isn’t being a rude jerk.” I move closer to his bed.
“You are not giving him your number, Bell,” Jesse stretches out his words and delivers them with a warning I’m not going to follow.
“This is too good.” Conner snickers between us.
“Why not, Jesse?” I ask, annoyed at his rudeness. He’s the one who brought me here, and now he’s acting like I’m doing something wrong.
“Yeah, Jesse, why not?” Conner repeats, clearly liking this exchange. He sits up a little more excited than he has been since we arrived.
“Bell, we gotta go, now.” He ignores both of our questions, but I’m not going to let him push me around. He brought me here, and for whatever reason, it’s not the outcome he wanted. I’m not going to let him pull away anymore.
“And I’m saying goodbye to Conner.” I scribble out my number. “It was nice to meet you.” I pass him the card knowing full well I’m playing with fire.
“You too, darlin’.” He winks and Jesse growls behind us. The undertone of his displeasure isn’t lost on me.
Ignoring Jesse I move toward the door.
“I’ll come back tomorrow. Betty just told me you’re getting fitted with your new prosthetics.” Jesse tells Conner who nods in reply.
“Yeah, can’t fucking wait. So don’t come back in a mood either.” Jesse doesn’t reply, just nods then turns.
“Bye, Bell.” Conner taunts as Jesse pushes me out the door. He doesn’t stop pushing as we head down the hall, and out of the doors we first entered.
“You’re rude,” I finally say when we make it out to his bike.
“I’m rude? I wasn’t the one trying to poach my buddy’s girl.”
“Your girl?” I pull on his hand, forcing him to stop.
“You know what I mean.” He brushes his slip up off, but I’m not letting him off the hook.
“No, I don’t know what you mean, Jesse. Please explain.” I fold my arms across my chest and watch him falter under my stare.
“Get on the bike, Bell.” He ignores my request, but that’s not enough for me.
“Jesse.”
“Bell, don’t push it.” I hate that he keeps pushing me away whenever we take one step forward. I know it’s hard for him, but all I ask is for honesty. If it’s too much, I can step back. But I don’t even know what he’s feeling, or where we’re at.
“You’re a confusing man, Jesse Carter.”
“I know, sweetheart. You’re learning.” I shake my head when he graces me with one of his my-way-or-no-way smiles. I climb on the back of his bike, wishing he would give me more, but knowing this is all I’ll get.
“Where are we going now?” I ask, checking the time. I still have a few hours before Mom will start to worry, and I’m glad. I’m not ready to go back yet.
“I want to take you back to the clubhouse, get you naked and taste that sweet pussy of yours again,” he says and my face instantly heats. “Any objections?” he asks and I feel my head shake no. “Good.” He smirks, then leans down and plants his lips on mine. I try to hold on to the kiss for as long as possible, but before I know it, Jesse’s pulling back and climbing on his bike. After placing our helmets on in silence, I wrap my arms around his middle and wait for him to take off. I might not be getting all of Jesse Carter, but from the get go, I’ve always said I’d be happy with whatever he’ll give me.
I need to let it be enough.
“Look who came back. Have a nice ride?” Sy asks when we walk back into the clubhouse.
“It was great thanks,” I answer, waving to Holly and Kadence. Jesse doesn’t answer and keeps moving us toward his room.
“You’re not going to hang and chat, Jesse?” Holly asks, her grin growing as Jesse’s scowl darkens.
“Need to get my own fucking place,” Jesse mumbles under his breath.
“We just have to get something,” I answer, not comfortable with letting the question hang in the air.
“She’s about to get something all right,” Sy says, and they all start laughing again, making Jesse pull me along faster. He keeps quiet as we move down the hall, his grip on me growing stronger the closer we get to his room.
“Jesse, what is wrong with you?” I try to pull out of his hold but he’s too strong.
“Fuck them.” He pushes the door to his room open and drags me inside. “On the bed, dirty girl. I need your pink pussy in my face now.” He starts toeing off his boots, barking his dirty words at me. Half shocked at his tone, half mesmerized by what they do to me, I stand frozen watching him.
“Bell, did you hear me?” he questions, snapping me out of my daze.
“Yes.” I start to kick off my shoes. I don’t know who this person is. The Bell I thought I was would never expect this sort of reaction coming from me, but being around Jesse, I can be myself. I can be the person I wish I was all the time.
“Then get that sexy ass on the fucking bed. I’m fucking hungry for your sweet pussy.” He steps into my space and I falter. My God, the man is so goddamn beautiful.
“Okay.” I swallow, lifting my dress over my head and dropping my panties. He follows, ripping his shirt over his head. My eyes find the dips in his stomach, his well-defined muscles only making me weaker in the knees. He drops his jeans and his thick cock springs free. It’s not the first time I’ve seen him naked, but I still take a minute to appreciate the view.
“You keep staring at me like that, I won’t be able to control myself.” Jesse’s voice breaks my stare. I look up at him, realizing I’ve been caught.
“Bra, Bell,” he urges and, this time, I don’t falter. Reaching back, I unclasp the hook, and let it fall to the floor.
“Good girl, now climb up on that bed slowly, sweetheart. I want to admire what I’m about to feast on.” He orders and I do as I’m told. Gathering confidence I never knew I had, I slowly crawl along his bed, knowing he stands there watching me.
“Spread those legs and point that ass up in the air, girl.” I feel him come up behind me. I know his face is right there, and I eagerly wait on all fours for his next order. “Jesus Christ. I don’t think I’ve ever seen something so fucking beautiful that tastes just as fucking good.” He breathes me in and my stomach tightens. I know I’m not experienced or know what it’s like to be with another man, but an awareness flows through me, telling me with Jesse things will always be like this. “I’m gonna fucking savor this, sweetheart, so get comfortable. I’m not coming up for air for a while,” he promises, then his tongue is gliding over me.
It’s like the first time his head was between my legs. Only this time, I know what to expect. His tongue darts out flicking my clit, then moving back up to my entrance. The urge to move against him becomes too much. His hands push against my ass, spreading me wide-open, gaining easier access.
“Jesse,” I moan, feeling myself build. He moves back to my clit, while his finger finds my entrance. I buck as he draws circles through my wetness, before filling me. He pumps his finger inside me, and then hooks it, making me come undone.
“Jesse,” I cry out, not sure what just happened but it was different. More intense.
“Shhh, baby. Just go with it.” He goes back to playing with my clit. I relax into his face. Letting all the feelings sink in. My arms and legs tense as I feel myself starting to build once again. I know from the last few orgasms Jesse has given me, this is going to be huge, but I don’t have time to prepare before Jesse’s finger hooks again, pushing me head first into a hard and fast orgasm.
“Shitttt,” I scream out. The wave of heat and rapture hits me, and before I know it, my face is pushed down into the bed and Jesse’s cock is filling me.