“My brother doesn’t get to make decisions for me,” I say as I trace a circle on the back of his neck with my fingertip.
When his control finally snaps, he surges forward, crashing his lips to mine. His hungry kiss makes my toes curl as our tongues swirl together. The ache I feel is growing stronger with every stroke of his tongue.
His hands slide down my legs and lift me up, landing my butt on the top of the dresser. Something knocks over behind me, but it doesn’t register enough to break our lips apart.
He presses into me, and I don’t think my bottoms could get any wetter. There will be a freaking puddle when I get up. I’ve obviously had orgasms before, but I have a feeling the self-serving ones ain’t near as good as the ones he can give. I may have been in a boarding school, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t get horny like every other teenage girl discovering her sexuality.
He bit down on my lip and a moan slipped out between us. His fingers trailed down my side, venturing towards the waistband of my bikini. When he slid his fingers beyond the fabric, I gripped his hand to stop him. I’ve never been touched before, and honestly, I’m nervous. Especially with someone like him. He’s experienced, and I’m not.
He pulls back from the kiss and glances down at my hand on his wrist.
“What’s wrong?” He asks.
I swallow and tug his hand away. “I uhh….” I nibble my lip as I try to find a focal point in the room that’s not his intimidating dark eyes. I’m pretty sure no one says ‘no’ to this man, so I’m almost afraid to let the words come out.
“Has anyone ever touched you here?” His fingertips gently swipe across the material of my swimsuit over my sex.
I shudder and my eyes flutter closed at the contact.
“So is this all mine?” He whispers in my ear.
I make a show of looking him in the eye and smirking. “You wish.”
He chuckled and kissed the sensitive spot just below my ear, but a banging on the door startled us.
“T! You in there!” Dani yells.
My eyes widened and Maverick put his finger to his lips telling me to be quiet. Thank God he locked the door.
“Daniella, will you quit yelling please, I’m trying to enjoy myself here.” Travis’s voice bellows through the hallway.
“I hope your dick falls off, Travis!” Dani snarls then stomps away from the door.
Travis? She never calls him that.
Maverick holds out his hand to help me off the dresser. I jump down and adjust my swimsuit. Again, a bang at the door startled me.
“Good Lord,” I huff in irritation.
“Prez, you're needed downstairs,” Widow calls through the door.
He knew we were in here? Crap. The reality of what just happened starts to sink in and I can feel the blush creeping up my neck to my cheeks.
I picked up Dani’s candy. “Why don’t you go ahead? I’m sure you don’t want us seen coming out of here together.”
He reaches for my hand and tugs me towards him. “You are forgetting I’m the Prez. I do what I want.”
“So you wouldn’t mind Travis knowing about what just happened?” I questioned.
He clenches his jaw and I know I’m right. He pulls me into his chest and kisses my lips again. “It’s our little secret.”
He walks to the door, but glances back over his shoulder. “Put on a shirt.”
I smirk and cross my arms. “Not a chance.”
He shakes his head and closes the door behind him.
I just had my first kiss with the president of an outlaw motorcycle club. I wonder how many Hail Mary’s that’s gonna cost me?