Seduce Me

by Ryan Michele

  “They can wait.” He growls in my neck. After talking with Dr. Anderson several times a week, I feel much better. More like my old self. She is helping me work through my grief for Mia, even though I’ll never get over her loss. I’m also beginning to release what happened with Jace and Paine. It’s amazing what a month can do. After leaving the clubhouse, sleep got so much better. It comes easily, not that I still don’t have the occasional nightmare, but they are becoming few and far between.

  I went back to work at the garage and I think that helped me a lot. Being under the hood of a car always soothes me. I’ve managed to keep up with my classes and actually do pretty well with this online thing. G.T. set up the spare room as an office with a desk for me to study. G.T.’s house feels like our home.

  When I initiated sex for the first time after the incident, G.T. pounced and he has not let up a moment since. I thought I would have more of an issue with sex, but talking to the doctor has helped. One day, I just decided I wanted it and it helps me feel closer to G.T. which is something I desperately crave.

  “Quick.” I answer turning in his arms and connect our lips.

  “You’re here!” I grab on to Blaze pulling her into the house. I didn’t think she would come, even though I invite her to everything. But she’s here and I’m grateful. The brothers and their ol’ ladies have been here for two hours and the booze and food is flowing. I have come to realize that I love throwing parties.

  “I’m here.” She says wrapping her arms around me. I do the same, squeezing her soft body.

  “Come in and eat.” I pull her into the kitchen and everyone’s eyes in the room land on her. She is very beautiful and the men and women alike can appreciate her beauty. She squares her shoulders and gives small smiles and waves hi with confidence. Even though she has seen the brothers at the club, she doesn’t interact with them often.

  “I’m not really hungry and I can’t stay too long.”

  “Bull. You stay, eat and have some fun. You need to stop hiding out all the time.” She gives a small smirk but doesn’t respond.

  “Beer Pong!” Bubbles, Becs ol’ lady, yells out. I roll my eyes slightly.

  “What are you eighteen?” Harlow chastises. “Oh shit… What the hell.” She throws her arms up and stumbles over to the cabinet pulling out a stack of red and yellow Solo cups. She fills twelve of them partially full. “You got a ping pong ball woman?”

  “Hell if I know!” I say going to find G.T., who is now sitting outside on the deck with his brothers, Cruz, Becs, Dagger, Rhys and Zed, who all smirk when I walk out. G.T. full out smiles, his eyes locking with mine. “Hey babe. You got a ping pong ball.”

  “Oh shit. Really Angel?” I shrug.

  “Bubbles wanted to play, Harlow went along with it and now I’m out finding a ball.”

  “I’ve got balls for ya.” Dagger says to the side and G.T. growls.

  “You wanna keep those fucking balls?” He asks Dagger, who busts out laughing. “Come on babe. I’ll get it.”

  We are on our second round of beer pong and shit, Harlow must have practiced. She keeps hitting them all and focusing her fury on me. I’ve had several shots of beer, but still holding strong.

  I look across the room seeing Blaze and Tug in what looks to be a serious conversation. Blaze’s hands are moving all around in front of her and Tug’s arms are crossed over his chest, in the I-am-man-you-listen, stance. G.T. does it a lot, so I’m very familiar with it.

  I try to read their mouths, but to no avail. I’m sure it has nothing to do with the amount of alcohol that I’ve consumed. I want to know, but it really is none of my business.

  My eyes flash to the hottest man that I know, my man. His eyes catch mine and I can see them dancing. I wink and he smiles, God I love those damn dimples. I feel the strings trying to connect us and pull me to him, but I also know that if I go, he’ll probably end up carrying me through the house to the bedroom. Not that I mind. I just need to take care of all of our guests.

  Life sure has a lot of twists and turns in it. Some you expect and others may devastate. I’m not entirely sure how G.T. and I got to this place, but I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.

  “Thank fucking God they are gone.” I slam the door behind Rhys and Dagger, they seem to always be the last ones to leave the party. Which is normally fine, but tonight I have an Angel to be inside.

  I turn and march straight towards Angel her eyes grow wide and her breath catches. I haven’t been able to keep my damn hands off of her for more than a few minutes since she let me back in. I fucking love being buried inside of her. She’s my drug, my addiction.

  I grab her around her waist pulling her to my body and she gasps, her hands flying up to my chest to hold on. I slam my lips to hers, tasting her cherry lip gloss and eat every bit of it off of her lips. She has made me love cherries. She kisses me back and holds steady, her hands thread through my hair and give it a small tug. I growl.

  I cup her ass pulling her up and she takes the invitation, wrapping her legs around my body. I carry her straight to the couch falling down on top of her. My hands travel down her body to the hem of her shirt pulling it up quickly and off of her. Our lips take a small reprieve but continue after the obstruction is gone.

  I unhook her black lacy bra, tossing it to the floor and knead her tits as she moans in my mouth. I tweak her nipples and roll them with my finger and thumb causing her back to arch off the couch.

  Pulling away, I look down at my beautiful girl. She has her smile back. It seemed to have taken a small vacation there for a while, but whatever Dr. Anderson is doing, is working. She is opening back up and showing me the Angel that I love.

  I undo her pants and pull them along with her underwear off in one swoop. She moves up to unlatch mine. “No. Stay.” I stand and remove my clothes quickly lying back on top of her.

  “I’m gonna fuck you now, babe.” She nods unable to form words from her lips.

  “Yes, please.” She whimpers and moans.

  I waste no time and slam home, inside of her, stretching that tight pussy as she screams. Her short nails dig into my flesh and I fucking love it. I crave it. I want her to mark me. I want to make her mine.

  After our screaming releases, we barely make it to the bed and drift off into a happy, peaceful sleep.

  Bliss. Who’d have thought? I sure didn’t. But it’s amazing how life changes. My arms hold G.T. snug as the roar of his Harley’s engine rumbles between my spread legs. My pussy vibrates as I push it closer into G.T.’s tight ass. The wind whips through my hair as my lid and shades block the bugs from crashing into my eyes. I learned as a child to keep my mouth closed, only to open it when needed. Damn if that brisk wind didn’t give ya a sore throat.

  But this is what I love. I love being on the back of my man’s bike feeling the world drift by. Nothing is a blur. Everything is in full vivid color and I eat every second of it up. G.T. surprised me this morning saying he wanted to take me for a ride and I quickly obliged. There is no better place on earth, than where I am at this moment.

  My mind drifts to the past few weeks and the rollercoaster that I’ve been on. There have been so many downs, but also ups to try to balance it out. One thing is for certain. I love this man. I love him down to the depths of my soul.

  I hold him tighter; his hand leaves the handlebars and squeezes my hand telling me he’s feeling it too. I let everything go, and enjoy the ride.

  The blaring noise coming from my phone wakes me from a peaceful sleep. The room is cloaked in darkness with only a small bit of moonlight coming in through a break in the curtain. Letting out a groan, I roll over and peer through squinted eyes to try to read the red digital clock that is burning my pupils. 3:37 AM. What the fuck? This had to be bad. My body falls back to the bed, but is on instant alert, unease and adrenaline begin to pump through me causing my heart to hammer in my chest.

  Stretching out my arm to reach for my phone, I try to find it quickly before I wake the beautiful woman
draped around me. Grabbing the denim jeans I had dropped on the ground the night before, I dig into the front pocket. I clasp my hand around the plastic device, tug it out and bring it to my face to read the caller. Pops. Shit, this really can’t be good.

  “What?” I grumble into the phone and pray it is nothing. Hopeful mom has the flu or Low is having a meltdown about something. Ravage has been through the wringer lately and we are due some down time. Past due.

  “Get the fuck here! Cops just left. They fucking raided the clubhouse and destroyed everything!” Pops yells in the other end of the phone.

  I move out of bed careful as I can, not to jostle Angel. I shove my legs in each pant leg; the harsh denim material wakes me up even more as Pops words roll around my head. A million questions and finally I focus on one.

  “They find anything?” I ask, knowing we have our skeletons we need to keep hidden at Ravage.

  “I don’t fucking know. They didn’t arrest anyone, but that doesn’t mean shit.”

  Pops is pissed. This is just a never ending cycle lately. We handle one situation just to have another blow up in our faces.

  “On my way.” I hang up the phone and jam it back into my pocket. Turning to look at Angel, her eyes are shut, eyelashes fanning across her delicate cheeks. She looks so calm and angelic. I hate waking her, but she needs to know I’m leaving. Leaning down I kiss the top of her head and call out her name softly. With a grumble, she wakes and pouts her cherry lips.

  “Baby, I’ve gotta run to the club. I’ll be back in a bit.”

  Her eyes flutter open “Okay babe. Love you.”

  Kissing me, she drifts back to sleep.

  I snatch a cotton shirt off a hanger in the closet, slipping it on and stepping out of the dark room into the hallway and shove my feet into my boots. I walk out of our home preparing myself for whatever is going on now.

  Jumping on my bike, I rev up the motor, the vibration doing nothing to calm my nerves and thoughts. I just need to get there, get the facts, and help the brother’s make a plan. Pulling back the throttle, I gun it to the clubhouse, the roar of the engine echoing on the deserted streets.

  Can’t a man just get a moment of peace?

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  Thank you to every single one of you reading this book right now. I appreciate the time you took to sit down and go on Casey and G.T.’s journey with me. Casey had to deal with some serious emotions throughout the book, but I am so damn proud of her outcome. And G.T., I swoon over that man.

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  Ryan Michele has a huge obsession with reading, which only came to life after her best friend said she had to read Twilight. After reading that series, her entire world changed in the blink of an eye. Not only was she sucked into new worlds and all of the wonderful words authors put down on paper, she felt the urge to begin to write down the characters that played inside of her head. In doing so, Safe was born. Then Wanting You, Ravage Me currently Seduce Me.

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