Faith’s Temptation (Dueling Dragons MC Book 1) (18 page)

“That doesn’t sound like a bad dream. But I can see that things went sour since Peggy Sue is pregnant and I am going to bet my money on it that it is Beau’s baby. Right?” he asks me, as he pulls me close to him in between his legs. I lean back and am greeted with a hard, warm chest to curl up against.

“You guessed it. Beau and I had a perfect relationship, or so I thought at the time. He was the captain of the football team, he was popular, and I was the hot, awkward girlfriend who supported whatever he wanted to do. Well, ten months before I showed up at Layla’s....” I feel myself choke up as the memories of that day flood my thoughts—walking into Beau’s room, watching him fuck Peggy Sue like she was his whore.

“Faith, please. Wait,”
Beau’s voice that day hammers my brain. Every emotion from that day, one after another.
You lost everything ‘cause of Beau, everything.

“Ten months before I showed up in Kentucky I…me…I walked in on Beau and Peggy Sue. There was no denying it. I saw full-on that my boyfriend was fucking my best fucking friend.” I shake again from the anger pulsing through my veins. I am furious as hell.

“All that I could do when I caught them was stand there and gawk. I watched him rub her tits just like he used to rub mine. I watched him reach down between them and flick her clit just like he did mine,” I choke out trying to keep the tears back.

“He pulled her hair just like he did mine. He fucked her every way that he would do to me. I couldn’t stop myself from watching.” I start to cry now, realizing that I tortured myself by standing there and watching them.

“Aw, fuck. Babe, why didn’t you tell me? We wouldn’t have come out tonight if I knew there was a possibility of us seeing them.” He drapes his arms over my shoulders as I hold his arms tight and turn into him. The only sound is of me sobbing while the waves crash on the beach.

“The thing that upsets me the most is....” I brace myself for Ryder to get up and spit on me.

 “Go ahead, babe. No judging here,” he says with a hint of lust and desire in his eyes, but I can tell that he is not lying. He is an open book to me it seems, but am I the only one he is like this with?

“Well, Beau and I had been active. Ya know, sexually active for a few years at this point, and nothing ever happened, so we didn’t think anything of it.” I swallow and brace myself to continue. “Well, I missed my period that month and Beau freaked out. I didn’t really pay attention, but he obviously did, so I went to the teen clinic in Montgomery and had a test done. I was pregnant, Ryder. I was gonna have Beau’s baby.” I start to cry again, and I can feel Ryder rubbing circles in my back.

I FINALLY START TO CALM
down, but I’m still taking in the comfort of knowing that Ryder’s right here and I’m safe. “I was on my way to tell Beau when I found them. I was so hurt and so mad at him for what he was doing to me. I had no idea what to do anymore. I was in college, working part time, and not making a whole lot of money. I wasn’t about to ask my daddy to raise my child. So, I had to do what I thought was best.”

I look up at Ryder. I want to see his eyes when I tell him what I did to my baby. “I am not a good person. I gave up on a child that I created out of love because I am too much of a pussy to face my life.”

I cry even harder. I start to hyperventilate. I sit up from where I was leaning against Ryder and take deep, long breaths in and out. Every time I inhale, all I can smell is Ryder and he is the perfect combo of man, diesel, and something sweet. Like his cologne has a hint of sweetness to it.

“Faith, babe. You need to slow your breathing way down. Babe, focus on me. Look into my eyes.” He reaches over and puts his hand on my chest and then grabs my hand and puts mine to his chest. “Now, feel my breathing and focus. In and out, in and out. Slowly and deeply.” He’s taking breaths in and out while waiting for the appropriate time.

“I killed my baby, Ryder. I will never get that guilt out of me. And to see her,” I snarl, as I think of Beau fucking Peggy Sue. “To see her pregnant and him look happy about it is like a slap in the fucking face. I mean, how am I supposed to feel? This is the man that I planned a life with.” I lean back into Ryder and cry again. Sooner or later I need to stop crying.

“Faith, look at me.” He puts two fingers under my chin and tilts my head up slightly, but I still look downward. “You are perfect, beautiful, and you’re not a killer. You did what you had to, what you thought was best, not what someone else thought you should do. I see life as a deck of cards, and you deal with each one you’ve been dealt, but on that occasion, you were given the joker.”

He is so genuine, unique, charming, and quite the listener, and he knows just what to say and when to say it. He makes me feel so…me, the person I left Mobile to find. Me.

“So you don’t hate me or think I’m a bad person?” I ask him almost in a whisper, so frightened of what his answer is going to be.

He leans in and murmurs in my ear, “I could never hate you, ever. I may not like you....”

What?
I look at him confused, and I see a gleam in his eye. I open my mouth to say something, but he beats me to it.

“I may not like you for letting me fall in love with you. You need to believe me when I tell you that
you’re it
, babe.”

Did he really just say that he loves me?

***

Ryder

“You’re it, babe.” Saying those words to Faith was the most nerve-racking and exhilarating thing I have done in a long time.

“You what?” She looks up at me with the most questioning look on her face.

I reach up with my right hand and caress the side of her face. “Faith Anne Landon, I love you. You have got my heart. I don’t know how you’ve turned me into the man I am now. But....” I drop my hand and grab ahold of hers. “You had me the second I saw you in the diner that first time. Shit, I wish I knew what it was about you, but I don’t.” I run my fingers up her arm. She shivers in front of me. “You cold?”

She shakes her head and looks down at the blanket. “Ryder,” she says in a small voice, still looking down at the blanket, and starts to pick at it nervously.

Hmm, whatever she’s thinking is bugging her.
“Yeah, babe?” I reach over and tilt her head up.

She brings her eyes to meet mine, staring at me for a couple of seconds. She parts her beautiful pink lips and I hear the most astonishing words. “Can we take us to the next level?”

Letting a grin form on my lips, I watch her eyes drift down to my lips. “Are you sure?” I ask, leaning forward.

“Y—ye—yeah,” She stumbles over her words. I lean forward, putting one hand behind her neck and the other around her waist. We both lay back on the blanket. I kiss her chin and move my lips slowly along her jaw, making my way to just below her ear. Kissing her gently, I hear her gasp for air.

“It’s okay, baby, I won’t hurt you.” Licking her earlobe, I draw it into my mouth and gently suck. Faith moans and wiggles underneath me. “You’re so divine.”

I move my mouth down to her cheek, slowly kissing my way across her soft skin. I kiss her gently on the nose, then sit up and make eye contact with her. She slowly bites her bottom lip with the look of desire written all over her face.

God, how’d I get so lucky?

Leaning back down, I crash my lips into hers. She moans and wraps her arms around my upper body, pulling me down onto her.
Oh, damn, keep your shit together, Ryder. Make this last. Focus on her.

“Oh, Ryder.” She moans and I deepen the kiss, plunging my tongue in her mouth.
In and out, in and out.
I run my tongue along the inside of her lips and caress her tongue with mine.

“Mmmm....” she moans out to me.

She moves her fingers down over my neck and down my chest. Reaching my stomach, her fingers graze my skin and they’re like ice. Moaning into her mouth, I reach around her back, flip her onto my lap, and I lay back on the blanket.

Looking up at her, I move my palms down over her plump and full tits. Feeling her nipples turn hard under my touch, I glide my fingers down to the hem of her shirt and slowly push the fabric up.

Looking down, I see the soft, tan skin of her stomach. My fingers slowly hover over her stomach. She giggles, moving her hips, which brings my cock to life. Feeling her rub her mound against me already has me standing at attention. I know she can feel me ‘cause she’s giving me a devious smile and grinding into me again.

“You keep that up and I won’t last long.”

She giggles and tries to grind into me again, but I grab ahold of her hips and flip her onto her back before she can.

I grind my hard cock into her mound.

“Oh, Ryder. I need to feel you. I want you so bad,” she pants out.

“In time, babe. All in good time,” I say to her as I lean down and kiss her neck. She moans, bucking her hips up to meet me. Her body acts desperate for my touch.

Pulling the soft cup of her bra downward, I push her nipple out. She drags her nails down my chest toward the bottom of my shirt, grabs the hem, and pulls it up. “Take this off, I want to feel your skin on mine,” she moans.

Pulling my shirt over my head, she digs her nails into my chest again. “God, Faith. That feels fucking incredible.” She drags her nails down my stomach and back up. Stopping at my nipple, she starts playing with my nipple ring.

“Holy fuck, babe, you’re gonna get it for that,” I growl at her as she pinches my sensitive nub.

She lets out a shallow laugh and continues dragging her long nails up my chest and rests her hands on my shoulders. “You’re unbelievable, Ryder,” she says before she reaches up, grabbing my face and bringing it down to hers.

Our kiss starts out soft but quickly heats. I bury my tongue deep inside her mouth. Wishing it was my cock in her mouth, I grind my raging hard-on against her damp jeans.

“Ryder, can I show you something?” she asks in small, short breaths against my lips.

“Hmm?” I kiss my way down her neck toward her nipple. It’s sticking out just luring me down to it.

She wiggles underneath me. “Here, stand up, let me show you.”

“All right, you better make this good.” I smile down at her and kiss my way up her torso as I stand.

***

Faith

Holy shit, Faith! What are you doing?
I can’t believe I just said that to Ryder, and after pinching his nipple, too.
What has gotten into you?
Ryder’s gotten into me, that’s what it is.

My hands continue up his chest to his shoulders that are so muscular and broad. Grabbing ahold of his face, I pull him down to mine, kissing him gently. Hooking my fingers around his neck, he instantly deepens our kiss, and I let my hands drift back down toward his navel circling his belly button and down to his pants. I feel how rock hard he is.

He pulsates under my touch. I fiddle for the button to help free his stiff hard-on. His pants fall to the ground. I cock an eyebrow. “Hmmm, commando. Great minds do think alike,” I say as I kneel down on one knee, then the other. I stretch my hand up and scrape fingernails down his body. His body trembles under my touch. It makes me so wet knowing that I’m causing this big bad biker to wither under my touch.

I caress and lick his thighs, groin, and balls with my lips and tongue. With one hand on his ass and the other holding his cock, I move my tongue up and down from the tip to the base of the long, hard shaft. I can't help but groan, sending vibrations through him.

He reaches down, grabbing handfuls of my hair. “Holy shit! Faith. Mhmmm....” He hisses as I pull his large length into my hot mouth.

“Mmmm,” I moan out loud, sucking on his cock harder, teasing him more. I suck the hard muscle like it’s going outta style, moving my hand, twisting it around in time with my mouth.

He tastes so good.

“Oh, shit, Faith.” He groans as he grabs the back of my head and pulls me forward. I suck on his cock as hard as I can. “You’re gonna be the death of me,” he says as he pushes me away and lays me down on the sand.

“Close your eyes, babe,” he says in a demanding tone I love. It makes me feel so hot. My clit grows larger and pulsates.

I do as I am told and close my eyes. The heightened sensuality, not knowing where he is or what he is doing, is so unbearable yet tantalizing.
Should I be scared or nervous?
Not really sure, but I’m gonna roll with it.

His fingertips draw figure eights around each breast, getting closer and closer each time until…Nothing!
Where did he go? Should I look?

Too afraid to open my eyes, I lay there wondering where he’s going to touch me next. He takes my arms and pulls them over my head and something cold and tight goes round them.

His palm rubs over the tip of my nipple. “Hmm, feels so good,” he says in a deep, sexy voice.

My core instantly responds and my clit throbs more. He runs his hands down my body, one on each side, down over my tingling mound to my inner thighs to the tips of my toes.

His warm tongue licks my big toe, then between my toes and up the bridge of my foot. It tickles, but it affects me in places that I never knew I had or could come to life
. I want more, so much more. 
He raises my leg and his tongue slides along my flesh, kissing my knee and continuing upward, planting soft, wet kisses up my thigh. He reaches for my other leg and raises both of them, spreading them so I’m open to him and anyone that decides to wander upon us.

“Oh, Faith, you look so hot and wet, ready for me to take you, all of you.” He bends my knees and presses them up to my chest. His fingertips clamp each nipple and he licks my groin then kisses it, as if he were kissing my mouth. One lick straight up my pussy and over my clit, and I nearly come. I raise my ass, stiffen, and buck beneath him.

“Hold on, you can’t come just yet. I haven’t said you can.”

What the hell does he mean I can’t come yet?

His stern tone makes me want to orgasm even more. “I can’t...” I try to say to him.

“Shhh, I want you quiet until I tell you to speak,” he says bluntly.