Capture (Restless Motorcycle Club Romance)
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Authors: Julia Marie
Copyright © 2015 Julia Marie
All Rights Reserved
Edited By: Jennifer Forbes
Cover By: Kelsey Cotter
Formatting By: Elle Conroy
This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is unintended.
This work of fiction is intended for mature audiences only. All sexually active characters depicted are 18 years of age or older. Contains sexual situations and explicit language.
Danger gives chase...
Jackie Maguire had been saved from a bullet in the head by the sexy and dangerous marine-turned-biker Shane Hamilton. Now on the run from all those who want her dead, Jackie's warned by Shane that she may be killed if she leaves the safe house.
Shane can't help the powerful feelings that Jackie inspires, but he has the feeling they are going to get him in trouble someday soon. When that day comes, who is he going to put first - himself or the woman he’s grown to love?
My mind finally caught up to what my eyes had already seen. I floored the gas to get to the end of the aisle and cut off a Dodge minivan as I tried to project Jackie’s direction and figure out the best place to intercept her.
My time in the marines tracking down people who ran from justice aided me as I picked an aisle and sped down, keeping track of the few glimpses I got of Jackie as she raced away from the agents hot on her trail.
I got ahead of her, and pulled up. My heart broke as I saw how little distance now separated her from her pursuers. Despite running for her life, she was just not as fit as a field agent and she was running out of stamina far before they. If I had driven up the previous aisle, she would have gotten to my bike perfectly on time.
“Jackie! Run to me!”
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 turned into conspiratorial grins.
“That feels way too good,” I said. “It’s not fair that I can’t have you inside of me all the time.”
“There’s not a lot we can do about that,” Shane said. “We still have to find some time to eat, drink, and go about our lives.”
I gasped as he clenched his muscles and forced a bit more blood into his cock, making it swell inside of me and stretch me just that much further. “Oh! If you keep doing that, then I’m never going to let you go!”
He grinned. “You know, that doesn’t sound like the worst thing in the world.”
He said no more with his lips, but he didn’t need to as his hips communicated for him. Long, luxurious thrusts slid our bodies against each other, earning the maximum sensation for the longest period of time. It felt like he went on forever.
Another climax was approaching fast, and I ushered him on with everything I had, pulling at his body with my hands as a wrapped my legs around him and welcomed him into my core.
He pushed faster and faster, building up to an intense pace that threatened to make me lose all sense of reality. Just as I started to peak, Shane slammed into me a few more times and we locked eyes as I felt him start to shoot deep within.
Our breaths came in big, shuddering gasps as he collapsed on top of me, still careful not to let all of his weight rest on my body.
“Good morning,” I said. “That is going to be my new favorite way to wake up.”
“I think I could get used to that,” he said in reply.
