Page 23 of Girth (Marked Skulls MC 1)
My hands reached up and I wrapped my arms around his neck. I was clinging on to him for support. My breasts were pressing up against his chest as we kissed. This was insane! I shouldn’t have been kissing him, not when he’d repeatedly rejected me, but I couldn’t help myself. This was the man I wanted and this was the man I couldn’t have.
He kissed me harder and then his fingers reached for the bottom of my denim skirt, sliding it up my thighs as my legs remained dangling on either side of the bike. He was leaving a blazing trail of goosebumps on my thighs as his rough fingers tugged my skirt up.
My pussy was wet already, just from the kiss. I could feel my nipples pebbling achingly under my blouse. I wanted more and I could sense that he wanted the same.
“You drive me fucking insane, woman!” Girth growled, pulling his mouth away from mine. I thought he was going to change his mind, but instead, he was pulling down my panties, just to my knees and with his hands on my waist, he turned me around on the bike so that I was facing him now.
I was looking deep into his eyes while he held me by my waist with one hand and started taking his belt off with the other. The sound of his belt buckle unfastening was like a direct cue to my brain. It sent my body shuddering and I parted my legs as wide as my stretched panties at my knees would allow me.
Girth stepped up closer to me again. It was broad daylight and we were on the side of a deserted road, but anybody could drive past us at any moment and Girth didn’t seem to care and neither did I. We were both focused on just one thing, his cock being inside me.
I saw his cock emerge from his pants, throbbing and big and I gasped at the sight of it. He was close up against me, holding me pressed to himself as his cock approached my pussy. He was making sure that no private part of me was exposed and I tilted my head back and pressed my eyes close against the sun.
I wanted to sense every inch of him sliding into me and Girth thrust. His cock slipped deep into me and I could feel his entire length. He was big and strong inside me and he started hammering. I wrapped my arms tighter around his neck while he thrust himself into me repeatedly. His cock was stroking that spot in me that was going to make all my knots come undone.
He was muscular and strong as he plowed me with his cock. He grunted and I moaned and it was simple. We wanted each other, and he was going to make me come. He was on a mission.
I couldn’t control myself for very long. The animalistic need with which he was fucking me made my body jolt with desire. The fact that I was irresistible to him made me come.
I had an intense orgasm while he thrust and thrust in a quick machine-like motion. I could feel my juices seeping out of me, sliding and dripping over his cock as I came hard. Girth was coming too. His grip on my waist became tighter and his face was going red. I could feel the vibrations of both our bodies.
We had both wanted each other so desperately that neither of us could wait to even get to my house. We were doing it on the side of the road, on his bike. His cock shot its seed deep inside me and I heard him sigh hoarsely with relief. It was like he’d been waiting to come inside me for hours and now finally he had his relief.
My orgasm began to simmer and I unclenched my fists. Girth was still breathing hard, his cock was still inside me, moving and throbbing. Our juices were mingled together and as he began to slide himself out, I could feel my pussy throbbing too.
I gasped again when his cock left my body. It was like he had left a big gaping hole inside me somewhere. He quickly did up his pants and pulled up the zip, before he bent forward and pulled up my panties. Restoring some of my dignity.
Then he pulled down my skirt , before stepping away from me.
“We just keep making one mistake after another don’t we?” I said and I could hear the sizzle in my own voice. I was still angry with him, and I wanted him to know it.
Girth clenched his jaws and I saw that he tried to hide a gulp. His Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat and he took in a deep breath and looked away from me.
“I’m going to tell myself what I say every time this happens. It won’t happen again,” Girth said and he ran a hand through his shaggy dark hair.
“And I’m going to tell you nothing. You’ve clearly made the decision for us already,” I said and his golden brown eyes turned to me again. I was surprised to find a sadness in his eyes that I wasn’t expecting there. He blinked his eyes rapidly then, like he was trying to get rid of that feeling from inside him.
“I wish you weren’t so damn irresistible to me, Lila,” he said and then without waiting for a response, he walked around the bike and sat down. I threw my legs over the side behind him and took up my position, afraid to even touch him now. I had no idea what to do, or how I was supposed to react around him.
There was only so much rejection that I could handle in one day. Girth started his bike and then looked over his shoulder.
“Hold me, Lila, you need to hold me so you don’t fall off,” he said. I reached for his shoulders with trembling fingers, and when my hands touched his body, I felt a searing ache in the pit of my stomach. Was I falling in love with this man? There were definitely feelings involved, I’d just not thought about them yet. I just needed him to accept what was happening to us first, but I had made my decision now, I couldn’t push for it anymore.
He was either going to fight for me or he wasn’t. I couldn’t make him do anything that he didn’t want to do.
We were riding again, in the direction of my house and this time, I didn’t want to go back home. How was I supposed to sleep in my own bed now when we’d had sex there? How was I supposed to take a bath when we’d had sex on the bathroom floor? Girth had already left a mark in every spot of my house and it was going to be very difficult to get past that.
Chapter 22
Girth
Lila was sitting behind me on the bike again, and even though she had hesitated in placing her hands on my shoulders, I insisted, for her safety. Now we were touching again and I could feel my whole body aching with the need to hold her.
My eyes watered as I rode my bike hard. It was like every time I had sex with Lila, I was losing a part of myself which I would never get back unless I could have her. I couldn’t concentrate on my job and I couldn’t concentrate on anything else, not while she was still around me.
Being with Lila was completely out of the question. Fred had told me something that I already knew, but after he’d spoken to me, I was even more so realizing how foolish I had been by daydreaming about her. She was out of my league and out of my reach.
Those words I had said to her were echoing in my ears again. What was the point of me being in Orlando? What was the point in me trying to protect her, when I couldn’t even do my job?
I needed to get out of this place. I needed to get out of Orlando and away from her. That was the only way to do what was best for her. She needed to be protected and I couldn’t do my job. The most noble thing I could do was to admit the facts to Lewis—that I was not the best bodyguard he could hire for Lila. She needed someone who would be alert at all times, not distracted by their feelings for her.
I was going to have to do that because I cared for her and even though I knew that she wouldn’t understand, I would have to just live with knowing that she hated me.
If only I could resist her. If only my desire for her was like a switch that I could just turn off, then I could do my job and then I wouldn’t have to leave Orlando. Now, I would have to return to Elwood, to the Rogue Rebels, with my head hanging low and admitting defeat. I couldn’t even protect a woman from being kidnapped out of her own home. Elwood would never tru
st me again. I had now successfully proven myself as a complete failure.
We arrived at Lila’s house and I parked my bike near the porch. Quietly, I helped her off the bike and I watched as she walked towards the steps of her house.
I said nothing, I barely even moved from my spot. I pushed my hands into the pockets of my jeans and watched as she turned abruptly towards me.
“Aren’t you coming inside?” she asked and I clenched my jaws. That was my version of a response to her. Lila’s brows crossed and she rushed towards me. I could see that she was beginning to lose her temper again. Did she have any idea how absolutely adorable she looked when she was angry? When she thought she was being intimidating, with her flared nostrils and her cheeks flushed.
“But those were Daddy’s orders. He wants you to stay inside the house with me, it’s the only way you can keep a close eye on me,” Lila said and I just stared at her without responding to her statement.
“You don’t have to worry, Girth. The best way you can avoid a situation like that from happening again, is if you stay close to me. You can smoke inside the house if you want, I don’t mind,” she said and I had to keep my hands fisted to stop myself from reaching out to her. I wanted to wrap my arms around her waist and pull her close to me again, instead, I stood my ground and met her gaze with conviction in my eyes.
“Lila, I’ve decided to override your father’s orders. I don’t need the distraction and neither do you. I’ll be out here, scouting the premises and I promise you that you’ll be safe,” I said and I could hear the brute force in my own voice. The color drained from Lila’s face and cheeks. It looked like she hadn’t imagined that I would ever disobey her father’s orders. Were they even Lewis’ orders? Had Lila lied to me to get me to be close to her? It had worked; I was completely and totally entwined with her.
The very knowledge that she was going to go back in the house and I might not see her again till the next day; made my hands itch with desperation for her again.
