Free Dark Steel: A Motorcycle Club Romance Novel by Olivia Jones Page B

didn't look much different—just a little wrecked. I definitely felt different. I was no longer a virgin and I found a man that I actually loved. Happiness overwhelmed me. Things were moving so fast which was scary but exciting.
     
    I checked my phone and saw a missed message.
     
    Ryker: All done here. I need to see you. Can I pick you up?
     
    He sounded so urgent. I smiled and replied back.
     
    Brooke: Why the rush? You can't live with out me already?
     
    Ryker: Your lips are addictive.
     
    My face flushed red. He made me feel wanted— desired .
     
    Brooke: I like the way yours taste.
     
    Ryker: I'm coming over right now.
     
    Oh shit! I'm not even dressed yet. I quickly typed back a reply.
     
    Brooke: Can you give me thirty minutes? I just woke up and still need to get ready.
     
    Ryker: I'm sure you look amazing. I'm on my way. Be there in fifteen.
     
    Dammit! Why was he so controlling? I threw my phone on the bed and rushed to the closet. Nothing looked good. What would Ryker like? I pulled out a short skirt and tight tank-top that never really fit. I tried it on and looked just like a biker chick. With some dark make-up, I could really look the part. If Ryker was taking me to the motorcycle club, then I needed to fit in.
     
    A knock at the door interrupted me brushing my hair. I thought it would be best to make him wait. Let him stew a little bit. He shouldn't be so controlling.
     
    “I'll get it, Brooke!”
     
    Oh shit! Jenny! I didn't want them to meet yet.
     
    I ran out of the bathroom and into the living room but I was too late—Jenny had already opened the door.
     
    “Hi Ryker, I'm Brooke's roommate, Jenny.” She took his hand.
     
    “It's nice to meet you.” Ryker walked in and spotted me. We had only been apart for a few hours but he wasn't kidding about needing to see me. Ryker rushed right by Jenny and made a bee-line straight to me.
     
    My heart raced and adrenaline pumped through my veins. I breathed hard as Ryker took me in his arms and kissed my lips firmly. I melted away into nothingness. His scent was mesmerizing. My knees felt weak and I almost fell to the ground. I let Ryker hold me up as he broke away. My eyes fluttered back open and I wondered why he stopped at all. I looked past Ryker and realized that Jenny was still standing there spying on us.
     
    I wiped my mouth with my arm. “Sorry, Jenny.”
     
    She crossed her arms and smiled. “Can't keep your hands off each other, eh? I miss that phase of the relationship.”
     
    Jenny was boy-crazy and brought home guys all the time. The problem was: they only stayed for the one night and that was it. Jenny was freaking sexy but she attracted the wrong type of guy. It wasn't all their fault thought. The last time she had a real relationship was in high school but she was cheated on and never learned to trust men after that.
     
    “We should get going, Ryker,” I said, tugging at his arm.
     
    Ryker looked confused and hungry—not for food but for me. I wanted him to take me in my bedroom but the time wasn't right. I didn't want to flaunt Ryker in front of Jenny any longer. It just wouldn't be right.
     
    “Are you sure you guys don't want to stay?” she asked.
     
    I knew she was just trying to be polite. Deep down she was crying inside. “I wish we could but Ryker wanted to show me his Motorcycle Club.”
     
    I pulled Ryker by the arm until he finally budged and followed me out. “See you later, Jenny.”
     
    “Nice to meet you,” Ryker said.
     
    Jenny waved goodbye and locked the door behind us.
     
    “What was all that about?” he asked as we walked down the hallway.
     
    “She doesn't have a boyfriend right now and I don't want to make her jealous.”
     
    Ryker nodded and pressed the button for the elevator. “If she wasn't there, I would have taken you on the floor of the apartment.”
     
    This man really knows how to get my blood pumping.
     
    The elevator dinged and we stepped inside. As I pushed the