Free ROMANCE: MC BIKER ROMANCE: Hooked (MC Biker Pregnancy Romance)(Bad Boy Motorcycle Club Romance) (Contemporary Military Romantic Suspense Thriller) by Carly White Page B

drink of the wine, not knowing how to respond. “So what are we doing up here?”
    “It’s private up here. No one comes up here, so you won’t have to worry about anyone disrupting us.”
    The invitation to the party seemed to require more than just putting on a dress. His eyes roamed over her body as she walked in front of him a pace. She knew that he was looking, so she added a little bit more of a jerk to her hips. She looked back and smiled at him, liking the way his dark eyes had turned almost black. “What are we going to be disrupted from?”
    He didn’t answer and she didn’t think he really had to. All she was thinking about was his hands on hers and no one there to stop it. To let whatever was going to happen, happen. It scared Farrah, but at the same time, she felt like she was finally ready. Meeting Nate had just made it click and it made Farrah happy that she had waited so long for him.
    “Let’s go in here.”
    She stopped at the door in front of them. He came up behind her and she could feel his body pressing against her, then his hand came out to open the door. Turning the knob, she could feel his breath tickling on her earlobe and she rubbed it against her shoulder. He chuckled behind her, his groin pressing his need against her ass.
    Another bedroom awaited her and Farrah had to wonder how many of them he had around the city. She sipped her wine, wishing she had picked something stronger. She heard a sound in her ear, reminding her that she was still wired and everything she did or said, would be heard by a van full of coworkers, as well as whoever else was listening in at headquarters. The worst part was it hindered what she wanted to do. Farrah was there to get information. She had to at least appear like that was what she was trying to do.
    “It’s a nice place. Is this your bedroom?”
    “One of them.”
    When she turned around he was in front of her, pushing her back towards the bed. Farrah was afraid she was going to spill her wine, so she set down the glass on the small table. He kept advancing until she fell back on the mattress and then Nate climbed on top of her. There was no pretending that he wanted her to keep an eye on her, Nate had invited her for one thing and that was to take what he needed. He had assured himself that as long as he finally had her, Farrah wouldn’t be on his mind 24-7.
    “Whoa Nate. Slow down.”
    Holding himself up with his arms, he could see the slight fear in her eyes. He forgot that she was not as sexually deviant as most women that he came in contact with, but Nate was sure that once he warmed her up, she would be as wanton as the rest. He didn’t mind a slow start because it gave him time to enjoy her curved body.
    “Sorry, you just feel really good underneath me.”
    His hips thrust forward and it pinned her against the bed. Gasping with the hard pressure on her center, her small hands tried to push back against his wide chest.  “Kiss me.”
    Nate leaned down and captured her mouth. As his tongue pressed in between her ruby red lips, his body sank deeper into her, forcing her thighs to open wider and accept him. Farrah whimpered into his mouth as his hips pushed into her. He was driving her wild. With Nate, all that she needed was just one kiss to change her mind about everything.
    When his mouth left her and he started to move downwards, Farrah remembered the device in her bra and she pushed him back. “Let me Nate.”
    She sat up as he sat back and her hands moved under her shirt and to the clasps on her bra. While she was not ready to reveal all, the circumstances pushed her to do it. His eyes devoured her chest as she pulled both garments off in one jerk. His eyes burned into her and she threw her shirt far enough away that he wouldn’t see it if it slipped out. Then, neither one of them was worried about the clothes on the floor.
    Nate moved back to her and her hands moved to his chest. She started to lift his shirt up, wanting to see his