Page 67 of Raw Honey
"Honey, you've always been the nice one, the welcoming one. Why are you being so mean to Sainte? He's only here to help," she says.
"Emma, you are so fucking blind. You are being sucked in by his charms and you'll be sorry. He's planning on causing problems for you and Ice, and if you don't stop it now, it's gonna be too late."
"That's ridiculous. Ice is the one who asked him to come here." She pauses and then says, "What makes you think that he's trouble?"
"Emma, I've been around the block a time or two. I've seen his kind a million times. They come in all good-looking and charming, and then they set their sights on something they want. Nothing, and I mean nothing, will stop them from getting it … and they don't give a shit who they have to destroy in the process. And Emma dear, he fucking wants you!"
Emma laughs heartily. It's almost comical how hard she is laughing. "Oh Honey, I'm surprised at you." She pauses and then says, "For the short time that I have known you I've always thought that you were sharp and your instincts were right on. But sweetie, you are so wrong on this one." She pauses again and then says, "Because the one that he's set his sights on, is you, darling!" And before I can utter another word, she turns and leaves the room.
No way! Absolutely not! Everything he does, he does to piss me off. Why in the hell would she think the opposite? And even if Emma is right, it's obvious that I'm taken. I'm Hawk's old lady and definitely not available.
The next day Emma and Sainte leave early for the jail to visit Ice. Ari and Rebel leave not long after them to get some air, or so Ari says. I assume that Rebel just wanted to get out of the house now that he's feeling better; I'm sure they wanted some alone time.
So it's almost lunchtime and it's just me alone in the house. I have to say, I am enjoying the quiet too much. Sainte in my face all the time is getting old already; I will be glad when he goes back to New York. Ice can't get released soon enough. I hear the rumble of a Harley long before I see it pull into the drive. Looking out the window, I see that it's Hawk.Well, isn't this a nice surprise.
A few minutes later he comes in the front door and says, "Hey doll, whatcha doing?"
"Enjoying the peace and quiet," I reply and laugh. "It's nice having the house to myself."
"I bet. It's beginning to look like Grand Central Station around here."
"Tell me about it."
He laughs and says, "So, I had a break this afternoon and thought I would spend it with my best gal. Interested?"
I smile and say, "I would love that."
"We're going on my bike, darl'n, so you better change."
"Ok, be right back." I run upstairs to change. I love surprises like this and am looking forward to an afternoon alone with Hawk. A few minutes later, I'm dressed in my full riding gear, which consists of jeans, boots, and a jacket. I'm carrying my helmet in my hand and I've already put my gloves on.
"Damn, you are one hot biker chick," he says and comes forward and kisses me full on the mouth. He takes my breath away and then he steps away, leaving me hanging. "Come on," he says as he heads for the door.
Something is up. Hawk is definitely not a spur of the moment kind of guy. He's got something planned. But what?
We get on his bike and take off. We drive for a while, just cruising through the back roads and enjoying the nice day. After about an hour of just riding, Hawk heads back toward town and we end up at his place. When he stops the bike, I dismount from the bike and he follows. Hanging out helmets on the handlebars, we proceed to his front door.
When we get inside, he seems nervous but doesn't say anything at first. Then he says, "So, I thought you and I could use some alone time." He pauses as if hesitant and then says, "Is that ok?"
I stand there for a moment and think about what he is asking.Am I ready for this?I ask myself, and right before I'm about to say yes, two images pop into my head—Ice and Sainte.What the fuck? No, I'm not going there. It's time to move on with my life and my future is with Hawk. End of story."Yes, it's perfect," I say.
Hawk wraps his arms around me and buries his face in my neck. His warmth seeps into my skin and his strong arms surround me. There is definitely chemistry between us, and it pulses through my body with a fierceness.
He leans down and kisses me, softly at first, and his kiss gradually becomes more urgent. My legs go weak as his tongue tangles with mine. The intensity of his kiss leaves me breathless and wanting more. I reach for the edges of his cut and drag it off his shoulders. I then reach for his shirt and start to lift it up. Yes, I want this. I not only want this, I need this. It's been a long time since I've been with a man. He releases my lips and takes a step back. Suddenly, I felt cold and alone. I ask, "What's wrong?"
The love this man has for me is written all over his face. I can also see his lust. He wants me just as much as I want him. So what's the problem?
"Let's take this upstairs," he says.
I nod and he growls, pulling me to him, claiming my lips again. The slow, demanding way he takes my mouth to his makes me cling to him like a starved kitten clawing for food. Before I know it he is lifting me into his arms and carrying me up the stairs, never breaking our kiss.
When we get to his bedroom, I drop down onto my knees and start to fumble with the fly of his jeans impatiently. I want his cock badly. He helps me by sliding his jeans down just far enough for me to get to the prize. He looks so damn sexy standing there with his pants partially down his legs.
Once his cock is free, I take it in both hands, gently running my hands up and down his shaft as I look up at him. I lick the little notch on the underside of the head, moving my tongue rapidly against him.
"Honey!" he growls, letting me know how good I'm making him feel. I'm glad. This man has stood behind me from the beginning. He's always been there for me and it makes me feel good that I can give him something back.
He reaches down and tangles his fingers in my hair, urging me to go on. He doesn't have to coax me at all. I gladly wrap my mouth around his cock, sucking him in as deep as I can, taking his tip to the back of my throat. I work my tongue all over his dick as he moans in pleasure. My left hand rests on his balls, alternately rolling and gripping them. His cock gets harder in my mouth and he starts moving his hips toward me a little with each stroke. He grasps at my hair a little tighter. Looking up at him, I see that his eyes are fixated on the pleasure I'm giving him. I am now the one with the power and this big strong biker is at my mercy. The feeling is intoxicating.
Before I know it, he lifts me from under my arms. In one fell swoop he turns me around and now I'm standing next to the bed, my back to his front. Hawk reaches around and undoes my jeans and slowly slides them and my panties down over my hips, allowing them to hover at my knees. He bends me over the bed and his cock swiftly enters me from behind.Holy fuck, it feels so fucking good.He growls again when he's completely sheathed inside me and pumps me hard. He's so deep inside me it feels like my insides are about to explode. He maintains a hard, steady rhythm and before I know it I detonate into one of the most amazing orgasms I’ve ever had. It doesn't take long after for Hawk to reach his orgasm, and he grunts and groans as he releases himself inside me.Holy fuck! I needed that.
We clean ourselves up and get dressed, then as Hawk comes over toward me, he says, "Thank you, baby. You are amazing."
I smile at him coyly and say, "Thank you, I aim to please."
