The Biker's Rules novel Chapter 45

***POV - Damion

When we eventually get inside the venue, I m not ready to just let her go. I want her in my arms for a while longer.

"Dance with me." I don t wait for an answer, just pull her into me and move onto the dancefloor. I can feel her legs move between mine and then I pull her hips even closer to me. She s so small against me, her head just reaching my shoulder.

'I found a love … for me ….. darling, just dive right in …. follow my lead

Ed Sheeran s husky voice sings in tune with my heart.

'Well, I found a girl …… beautiful and sweet …. I never knew you were the someone waiting for me … '

I lower my head and smell the lavender in her hair. It must be the best smell in the world. I look into Mel s eyes and I feel myself drowning, sinking deeper and deeper. I can t breathe. I can feel her heartbeat against my chest and I know I fell flat on my face for this girl.

'Darling just kiss me slow …. ' I want to kiss her so bad it hurts, but instead I bury my nose in her hair, breathing deeply.

'I whispered underneath my breath … but you heard it …. Darling, you look perfect tonight

It s as if fate wants to tell me something with this song …. Can she look more perfect than right now, her head on my shoulder, her body moving against mine? I pull her closer to me, needing to feel her even more, scared it s only a dream.

'to carry love …. to carry children …. of our own …

Damn you, Ed … now you ve got me thinking about making babies with her ….. beautiful babies … my babies …. Fuck. My dick is ready for the job, right now.

'I know I ve met an angel in person ….. and she looks perfect …

Then the damn song ends and I hold her in my arms for just a moment longer, staring into those eyes that look like the sky. She pulls out of my embrace and walks to the bar where Kiara is ordering drinks. I join the guys at a table in the far corner and lean against the table. Jackson is talking to Ava and Lucinda while Noah is on the phone, standing in the corner looking like a ghost. Wonder what that is about?

My eyes instinctively look around for Mel. I see her standing at the bar getting cocktails, playfully laughing at the guy behind the bar. I m sure that bartender is flirting with her.

The hulk in me is putting on a yellow jacket and it feels like I can suddenly kill every guy at this damn party in a jealous rage. I sigh again. Why am I being cursed like this? Why did fate make me fall in love with a girl that every guy in the world wants to bang? My eyes wander at their own accord back to her breasts, and my cock jumps up for the umpteenth time just to tell me he s still working.

"So you really love her?" Enrique is standing next to me, watching me, but I keep my eyes on Mel. I can t seem to take it off her for that matter.

"I do. I m not fucking around, I promise you."

"I suppose we ll get used to the idea." I see her walking back with 2 large cocktails, a wide smile over her lovely face. She doesn t see the drunk guy beelining straight for her. As if in slow-motion I see him bumping into her, tipping the drinks over, the liquid running between her breasts.

"Oh, boy." Enrique mumbles. Her back arches and she sticks her tits out. I lick my lips. Her dress is soaked making her nipples even more visible through the wet fabric. But she s unaware of the sex appeal she s exporting right now. She just stands there, empty glasses in her hands, looking a bit lost and a whole lot angry. I rush over and take the glasses from her, dumping them on the nearest table.

"I m gonna kill that drunk-ass!" She vexes out, going after the poor bastard. I grab her arm, knowing she will punch him on his nose so I m trying to avoid disaster and any unwanted publicity.

I lead her to the bar and grab a napkin to clean her up. My fingers trace over her skin while I wipe the liquid away, her eyes mirroring the same thoughts as mine – deep dirty erotic ones.

Then she sticks her finger between her breasts and I feel my control crumble like a cookie dumped into some coffee. What the fuck is she doing? She looks up seeing the unsaid question in my eyes.

"What, it s sticky!" She puts her finger in her mouth and smiles, sucking it seductively.

"I could offer to lick you clean if you want." She looks at me as if she s considering my offer while sticking her finger down her cleavage again, and then she holds her finger out to me to taste. I put it in my mouth, tasting with my tongue, and then she pulls it out.

"See, it s actually pretty good. I think we must get another one." If self-control was a sport, I would win Olympic gold right now. We sit down at the bar and I order a refill, noticing the bartender looking at Mel s boobs, making me jealous like shit again. He s walking on very thin ice, in effect the ice is already cracking below his feet.

"Hey, dumb-face, rather keep your eyes on your job while you can still see through them." The guy looks up at me as if measuring me and then he moves to the other side of the bar and starts cleaning some glasses, occasionally flipping a glance in our direction. Mel giggles saying something about an alpha boy and then she pushes her finger in again, wiggling it a little. Fuck, is she trying to kill me right now?

"Maybe we should go home." She looks around the room until she finds our table.

"What? If you flirt, it s ok, but if I do it then you get upset! Geez, how unfair is that." She looks flustered.

"What the hell? I m not upset about the flirting, but why did you leave?" I m getting a bit bothered 'cause she sits there in that damn purple dress looking like a fucking angel, nipples perked against the still-wet material. And she has this doe-eyed look that s driving me crazy right now. I push my fingers through my hair and hit the seat with my fist.

"Damn woman, you re going to be the fucking death of me, I swear." I m angry, frustrated and to top it all, my balls are hurting like hell. I stare outside, trying to collect myself, but mostly trying to not strip this girl and have intercourse with her right here in the back seat of the taxi. After what feels like hours we arrive at my place and I pay for the taxi before going inside with Mel. I lock the door and we walk to the lounge, standing for a while, just looking at each other awkwardly.

I kick off my shoes and socks and remove my tie. She turns around and sits down on the couch and then she bends over to take off her shoes and her tits almost spill out and not even Superman himself could keep my eyes away. The faint outline of her nipple peeps out from under that plum material and I have the urge to take it in my mouth and suck on it. At this time my self-control is bigger than the fucking Atlantic ocean.

She gets up and pulls her feet under her body and then she looks into my eyes and swallows, probably seeing the angry-lust displayed in there.

"I still don t know what I did wrong! I just wanted to show you that I do know a little bit about what I m doing." While she s talking she unconsciously wraps her hair around her finger. And now my willpower is bubbling, threatening to boil over.

"Mel, I ve never said that you didn t know what you re doing." I m so confused …. I m the one feeling inexperienced around her.

"You did, at that party at Uncle John s, at the pool table, you were being a dick as usual! Remember now?" Her eyes move to the fullness filling my pants, pushing them to their limits and she swallows.

"Your pants … you look … are you… sorry … it must be bad for men cause they can t hide it …. Sorry, I didn t mean … it s just … big …" I smile at her word-brabble and take my junk in my hand to try to calm it a bit down and I think back hard and then it hit me ….

"We were interrupted, it s not what I meant. I wanted to say that you didn t know what you re doing to me."

"Nice comeback … you know what … I don t know why it bothers me so much. I know you have like loads of experience, while I m still a virgin and knows nothing." She gets up and walks to the kitchen opening the fridge to take out something to drink. I push down my erection with my hand and then follow her.

"Mel, is that what s bothering you?"

"Yes! No! Ug, I don t know, Damion, maybe I m too dim-witted to figure it out, figure us out. One moment it feels like I m in heaven and then the next, I m thrown into hell, I can t breathe, scared to shit that you re going to tell me it s over, you made a mistake and you don t want me to be your girlfriend."

Right now my mind is in a war with my libido, and my heart, the poor thing, doesn t even comprehend what exactly is happening to it. Her hands are on the counter and I grab her wrist. I turn her around slowly and pull her into my arms. My mind is yelling NO, but my body and heart are in unification now, ready to break all the rules. I bend over and kiss her with all the passion raging through me.