Free Lucifer’s Fury (A Motorcycle Club Romance) by Jacee Macguire Page A

mine. And just like that, I was lost in him, swept away in his love for me as he kissed me stupid.
    I don’t know how long we stayed like that, but I loved every aching second of it. When he grasped my ass in his large powerful hands and lifted me up, I squealed with shock and delight, my legs wrapping tightly around his trim waist, fusing us together.
    Never had any one made me feel the way he did. And I was sure no one else ever would. I was always his. I knew that now. That’s why no other man ever intrigued me like Jasper. My Jasper.
    He kissed me long and hard, his tongue flicking against mine, tasting me, devouring me as if he was making up for all of that lost time. I kissed him right back like a starving woman, my hips grinding against him, needing more of him, dying to have the ache building inside me sated.
    “Jasper... please,” I whimpered, my voice filled with lust.
    Breaking the kiss, he turned around and sat down on the bed with my legs astride him, my breast pressed against his gorgeous chest.
    “Yeah, doll?” he asked breathlessly.
    “I... I don’t want to do anything wrong. I don’t know what to do. It’s embarrassing as hell to not know how to...” Before I could finish, he pressed a calloused finger to my lips, silencing me. How embarrassing it is to be a twenty-eight year old virgin.
    “We just take things slow. I just want to feel you against me, hold you in my arms like I’ve wanted to for so damn long. Are you sure you’re ready?”
    “Oh, I’m more than ready. I don’t want to wait any longer. I think we’ve waited long enough.”
    I slipped off his lap, watching the way his eyes trailed over my body, taking it all in as I unbuttoned and lowered the zipper of my pants. I slowly pushed them over my hips with a slight wiggle before I pushed them down my legs. Jasper sat still, eyes growing darker as more skin was revealed.
    My leather pants dropped to the floor at his feet. He licked his lips and my heart stuttered. I thought I would feel uncomfortable having someone see me in nothing but a black thong but I didn’t. I felt sexy and desired. I just stood there, letting him see everything I had to offer him. Well… not everything, but close enough.
    “You’re so gorgeous,” he said, slowly standing up and pulling the covers back on the bed. “Hop in, sweetheart.”
    As I slid into his bed, he caught sight of my first tattoo. It had been there so long, I had forgotten about it.
    “Lola, you tattooed the Lucifer’s Fury property patch on your hip?”
    Silence followed his question, and then a sudden inhalation, followed by the feel of his fingers on my skin as they traced the word tattooed there.
    “Is that... you... I don’t know what to say. It’s my property patch.”
    His voice was so thick and throaty I paused for a moment. A smile curled my lips up when I heard the awe in his voice. I couldn’t force myself to turn around. I wasn’t sure what I would see in his eyes, but I feared it might make me cry and I didn’t want to ruin this moment.
    “I... I did it a long time ago,” I said. “It was stupid… but I didn’t feel like I belonged to anyone else. It was supposed to be a wedding gift; a surprise really. But...”
    “But nothing. I love it, doll. My name looks good on you and so does that property patch. It’s perfect, just like you, baby.”
    “Yeah? Well, I guess that’s a good thing because it costs too much to have it removed.”
    “It’s a keeper, sweetheart. And so are you.”
    I turned just in time to catch sight of him pushing his jeans down his muscular thighs and damn near choked at the sight before me.
    “Like what you see?”
    Commando. Of course.
    “Jesus. I... have no words. This is all a first. I’ve never slept with anyone before. Guess you’re going to be my first for a lot of things. First kiss… and all that should have come after.”
    Jasper crawled into bed beside me, but he didn’t flick off the light. This was really happening.