Wanted by the Devil(4)

By: Joanna Blake

Besides, nothing on God's green earth would keep her from going with him tonight. He could have taken her to the moon and she wouldn’t have said a peep. The little voice in the back of her head reminded her this was beyond foolish but she ignored it. She knew instinctively that he wouldn’t hurt her. Not physically anyway. Protecting her heart was another matter altogether.

He picked up speed as he turned up the mountain road. Recognition set it, along with a renewed feeling of nervousness. He was taking her to the overlook. He must be. That was the only thing up there.

Lovers lane.

Her heart was thudding in her chest as they climbed the sharp curves that led to the infamous make out spot. He took the steep road with ease and confidence. She felt completely safe on the back of his bike. What she was worried about was what would happen when they stopped…

Would he kiss her? Would he want more? It was obvious he liked her. At this point there was no point in lying to herself about that. She liked him too. No, she wanted him. She had for a long time.

Now that she had him though, she had no idea what to do with him.

They pulled into the clearing and suddenly the kickstand was down and he was helping her off the bike. There was a knowing look in his eyes when he took off her helmet. He could probably see her blushing! But no- it was dark here. The thought gave her a small measure of comfort. He took her hand and led her over to the rocks overlooking the valley. You could see two counties from up here.

Kaylie watched nervously as he walked unerringly toward a large flat rock and guided her onto it. He sat beside her and stared out at the view. She decided to do the same thing and caught her breath in wonder.

"It's beautiful…"

He looked at her with a hint of surprise.

"You’ve never been up here before?"

She shook her head shyly.

"No. I mean, not at night."

That made him grin for some reason. Oh. Of course. He could probably tell how ignorant she was about… well everything. She felt ridiculous sitting beside the sexiest man in town like a nun. She realized she was sitting on her hands and yanked them up and into her lap.

He put his arm around her and pulled her against his side. And then… nothing. He just sat there. He was wearing fingerless gloves that scratched her skin when he started to stroke her arm. Her sweater had slid off her shoulder and he was- oh!

Tingles shot through her body from the place where his fingertips brushed her, making lazy circles. With a shock she realized her nipples were getting hard. There was a warm feeling was growing between her legs.

The sensation was unfamiliar to her, strange and exciting. But she knew instinctively what it was. It was desire.

He pulled her in for a kiss, somehow sensing the exact moment that the tides had tipped in his favor. The urge to be close to him was finally overwhelming her nerves. Her lips parted slightly under the pressure of his. He had surprisingly soft lips for a man. Not that she'd ever kissed a man before. A boy, yes. But this was a different matter entirely.


Devlin inhaled the scent of the innocent young beauty in his arms. She tasted so sweet, fresh and clean and… chocolatey.

"Hmmmm… you taste good."

He lifted his head to look at her. Her eyes were still closed and a dreamy expression was on her face. He liked it even better than the blush she'd worn when they first arrived. She didn't know it, but he had excellent night vision.

He lowered his head again, before she could come to her senses and wonder why a nice girl like her was kissing the head of the most notorious Motorcycle Club in the county. Hell, the SOS were feared statewide. He grinned and slid his tongue along the soft pink lips, urging her to open her mouth. When she finally did, he eased his tongue inside, twirling it against hers. She let out a startled gasp before settling down again and letting him work his magic on her.

It was clear she hadn't been kissed much. He grinned into her mouth. Instead of turning him off it inflamed him more than he could have imagined. He liked her innocence. He liked it a lot.

Of course, he was the one who made it clear to all the young men in town that she was off limits. That was nearly two years ago, and clearly whatever experience she'd had at that point was halted in it's tracks. Once he'd put his claim on her, no one had dared to approach her. He suspected they had barely looked at her in all that time. Safer that way. Better than looking, and wanting… he was the one who'd had to watch her grow up and blossom into the beauty in his arms. He was the one who had been forced to wait.

He pulled her closer, resting his hands firmly on her hips. He resisted the urge to squeeze her round bottom or slide his hand up to her breasts. If she was any of the other women he'd bedded over the years, they'd be undressed and underneath him already. But he'd waited this long for Kaylie, and he could wait a bit longer.

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