The Biker's Rules novel Chapter 53

***POV – Damion

WARNING – sex scene!!!

Uncle John is busy making coffee already and he hands me a cup with some cream on top. Great, just what I need. Mel jumps down the stairs and gives her uncle a peck on his cheek and then turns to do the same with me. She seems in a better mood.

"I m still feeling slightly nauseous so I think I ll just skip breakfast." Her eyes burning with a girlish charm that makes my knees go weak. Something is bothering me about this bug she has, the symptoms are all there. I shake my head. How could I ve been so stupid? I ve never ever slept with a girl without protection. But with her, it s as if I just can t control myself. I didn t even think about protection, my desire overclouded my brain. No, I m not going there. It s just a bug and she said she s on the pill. But a part of me can t stop annalizing it, nausea, tiredness …

"So, I suppose my dickhead brothers are still passed out?" Upon her question, Uncle John makes a noise sounding something between a pig and a horse. Then she suddenly holds her hand before her mouth and runs for the toilet. She makes it just in time, throwing up again. I hear her rinsing her mouth and splashing some water. When she gets back to the kitchen Uncle John pulls her into a hug.

"Maybe you should go see a doctor."

"Don t worry, Uncle John, I ll get her some meds before dropping her at home. I can even squeeze in a checkup." I give her uncle a sweet smile while looking at her, but Uncle John just makes his horsey-grunt sound again. Last night I sort of ordered her to go home with me today and it is convenient, maybe we can sort everything out.

"We can go whenever you re ready." I put my best smirk on my face. I put our bags in my car and open the door for her. She looks at my black beast and now a small smile appears on her face.

"I m ready."

"Need to go barf before we go?" My grin pulls up on the one side of my face.

"No, but I do need to go pee again." She runs back to the bathroom.

"Damion, you guys must sort things out. And don t hurt her anymore." I nod my head, showing her uncle that I understand where he s coming from. Then she s back and hugs Uncle John one last time. Suddenly tears stream down her face. Oh, boy but she s suddenly an emotional mess. She wipes them away with her arm and gets into the car. I get in behind the wheel and her smell hits me between the eyes. It s a clean flowery smell, mostly lavender with just a hint of vanilla and raindrops. I love the way she smells, always had and I missed it like crazy.

"Want to talk about it?"

"What?"

"Why you are crying?"

"I don t know why so nope. So you got a new car, it s kinda nice."

"Kinda nice? Seriously?" I pull my eyebrows up while cocking my head and pulling my mouth up on one side again, feeling disgusted. Lamborghini is one of my sponsors, so just last week they send me a new car, taking back the previous one. And this one has my logo on the bonnet.

"This my dear girlfriend is a Lamborghini SC18, the devil child, build for road and racing." I look at her reaction, but she doesn t seem to have a problem with me calling her my girlfriend. My heart starts beating again.

"Ok, I assume this is what you and my brothers are always arguing about."

"Always, each of us thinks they have the best car, but I know mine is the best. Porche, Ferarri, they are close but no cigar." We re always arguing about our cars, each of us backing up our sponsors. The twins own Ferrari s, one red, one yellow, while Logan has a blue Porche. Ilkay doesn t have a sponsor and drives the same truck as mine, just in black and Mel drives a white BMW. But Lamborgini wants to give her, as my girlfriend, her own Lambo in the next year. It s going to be a huge surprise for her.

"You can t argue with perfection. And this my little angel, is total perfection." I look at her with a sinister grin on my face "The perfect girl in the perfect car with the perfect boy. Can t get any more perfect than that."

She snorts and looks out the window. I fiddle with the radio and then give a big smile.

"I ve found this song … think it sort of fits me overall. I want you to listen to it." The music starts and I sing with, every word and I hope she understands the meaning.

'Hmm, yeah … Mirrors they never lie … Don't see myself inside … Why can't I get it right?

I don't know …

You're always watching me fall … Shadows, they like my wall … Why do I feel so small?

I don't know …

So I walk into the dead of night … Where my monsters like to hide

Chaos feels so good inside, no more …

I lost, I lost, I lost control again … Always do the same and I'm to blame …

I lost control again I don't, I don't, I don't know who I am …

Always do the same and I'm to blame I lost control again …

Oh, I am feeling afraid … But lately I lost my faith … What is love without pain?

It ain't home … You're watching me, but I'm in love …

When I get caught, I hope It's the kind of blackout that will … Take me home

So I walk into the dead of night … Where my monsters like to hide

Chaos feels so good inside, no more …

"Go on, tell me more about this control I have."

"The thing is when I m away from you it drives me insane, and when I m with you it drives me bonkers, so you see my problem?" Her hand moves up my leg and I know she s teasing me right now.

"That IS a problem. But you see, I also have a problem."

"And what s that?" My voice is breaking now.

"You don t know how horny I ve been this last couple of weeks." Not expected, but much appreciated. She s wearing that same sexy-ass denim dress that she wore weeks ago to the diner when she broke up with Ren. The exact one I called a dick-teaser, and it s still my opinion by the way.

"Did I tell you, you look absolutely drop-dead gorgeous today in that little dress?" I smile, trying to do that sexy thing with my eyes.

"Oh, this dick-teaser ... just something that was lying around in my cupboard. But flattery will get you everywhere cause of my little problem."

"Did I mention that this is also one of the fastest cars on the road? We could be at my house in a snap." Her eyes turn dark.

"Oh, is that so." She moves her hand a little higher up my leg and bites her lip on purpose.

"Damn, Mel. You re not playing fair." But two can play that game and my hand moves up her leg and under her dress. She smiles sinisterly waiting for me to continue. My hand slowly inches up and then it reaches the top of her leg. My jean is strumming to hold in the tightness of my erection and she undoes the button with a seductive smile, freeing my single-minded cock. I slip my hand between her legs and with a startled look, eyes big, my head snaps to look at her. I was expecting to find some underwear, but instead, my fingers found her dripping warm pussy.

"Shit! Fucking hell, Mel, do you want me to crash this car. You re not wearing panties!" She just pulls up her shoulders and pouts her lips. I pull my hand back and push it through my hair, leaving it in a mess. Then I hit the steering wheel with my hands. I can t seem to think about anything else than what s under that dress now.

"You re driving me fucking insane, do you know that."

"Good. I want you to suffer for all the pain you put me through." I pull the car off the road so fast it leaves a trail of dust before it comes to a halt. She clings to the handle on the door to keep her balance. The dust hangs in the air around the car, making it impossible to see our surroundings. I grab her and pull her onto me while pushing my chair back, unzipping that dress, exposing her naked body underneath. Hell, she s not wearing any underwear. My lips immediately taking hers prisoner. Without taking my lips from hers, I pull down my pants and my cock moves between her folds, the end touching her clit.

She moans, wiggling her hips, and without warning my fingers part her folds and move softly over her button.

"Damion, I want you inside me NOW." We don t have the patience for foreplay, our need is just too great. I oblige and thrust into her, my hands on her hips moving her up and down, as slow as a grandmother with a cane. She takes over and starts her own rhythm, faster and faster until I boil over, groaning as waves of pleasure spool through my whole body, a whole month of horny abstinence flooding through me. I feel her muscles spasm, gripping my poker as an orgasm sear through her and I erupt into her letting out an animalistic growl. I open my eyes just to find her baby-blues hooked on me, still full of lust.

"Damn, I ll never get used to making love to you. Every time seems better than the previous time if that s even possible." I look out the window for the first time and see that we re parked just a little from the highway. Luckily the windows are dark, so nobody can see inside. I know I m in love, head over heels forever type of love, with the girl and there s nothing I can do about that, I m in too deep.

She moves over to her chair and I pull up my pants. I get the car back onto the road again, my one hand resting on her thigh. Bohemian Rapsody is playing on the radio.

"Must be one of the best songs ever," I say when the song comes to an end. I stop at the drug store and run in, coming back with a brown paper bag.