The Devil's Curve: a Back Down Devil MC romance novel

by Jaxson Kidman

  Reese moved to the bed and sat down on the edge, reaching for Josie. He positioned her right in front of him and kept her there. He looked up at her, just once, before he lifted her shirt up, exposing bare skin. Moving forward, he gently kissed just above her belly button, tasting her with his tongue, knowing there was more he wanted - and he would get.

  As his hands moved her shirt up, Reese broke the kiss and curled his lip as he looked up at Josie again. This time he slowly stood up, taking her shirt off as slowly as he could to savor the moment with her. There was just something about it… being with her that made him ease just a little. Wanting to savor the seconds with her. Wanting to savor the taste of her body.

  Reese dropped Josie’s shirt to the floor and brought the tips of his fingers to the thin straps of her bra. He curled his fingertips behind it and traced the lines from her shoulders down the front of her body. Josie let out a shuddering sigh and put her head back. Reese moved down and pressed his lips to her neck. One quick peck and he began to really kiss her. Kiss her the way a woman like Josie deserved to be kissed. She was carrying a portion of the world that was unfair. She needed to let that shit go for a little while.

  Reese kissed from one side of her neck to the other. His fingertips kept playing along the front of her bra, feeling the swell of her breasts. He then made a quick move, retreating back up the straps of her bra and over her slender shoulders to her back. When he undid the clasp, Josie clamped her hands onto his leather cut.

  Now it was her turn for a second, sliding her hands under the cut and racing up over his shirt to his shoulders. She pushed at the cut and Reese grinned as he lowered his hands to let Josie take it off his body. Most women would just push it off and not give a damn about where it went. Not Josie. She understood more than most about the MC and what it all meant.

  Josie took the leather cut off Reese, and with her right hand, she draped it over the corner of the bed. Reese watched her do this and watched her wiggle her way out of her bra, leaving her topless, still wearing wet pants.

  “Fuck, Josie,” Reese whispered.

  He took her face in his hands and just stared for a few seconds. They were touchy seconds too because whatever was said could change so many lives at once.

  Only Reese didn’t say anything. This wasn’t about changing the world right now. This was about getting and giving exactly what they both needed in that moment.

  He kissed her again, picking up right where they left off. His hands slid down to her neck and to her chest, easing gently until he felt her breasts. They were heavy, her nipples rigid, sliding against the palms of his hands. He cupped under her breasts and held her, letting his thumbs gently dance left to right, flicking her nipples.

  The kiss grew hotter. Josie placed her hands on Reese’s jeans, one hand flicking at his belt buckle while the other hand eased down and began to feel the growing bulge that pressed at her.

  That’s when Reese took a small step back.

  He broke the kiss and sat back down on the edge of the bed. He could smell Josie’s skin. A gentle sweetness to it, the kind that made him rage with a need that only she could make him feel and cure him of.

  Reese slipped his hands into the sides of her panties, feeling the natural curve of her hips. He kept going all the way around to the back of her pants, touching her ass, smiling as he did so.

  “What’s so funny?” Josie whispered.

  “You’re soaked,” he said.

  “Oh. Yeah.”

  Reese began to take her pants and panties off. “Let’s see where else you’re soaked…”

  Josie’s eyes went wide, and she bit her lip.

  Now Reese moved a little quicker. Stripping her down until she was able to step out of her clothes herself. She was completely naked in front of him. The sweet curves that built off each other, leading up and down. It was impossible to imagine something so beautiful. It made Reese grit his teeth as his eyes wanted to keep dancing up and down her body. But he wasn’t here to admire her.

  No way, sweetheart. I’m here to taste you. I’m here to have you.

  Reese slid his hands to her hips again and pulled her close.

  Josie let out a yell and put her hands to his shoulders.

  As he began to kiss around her belly button again, Josie let out a satisfied sigh. That was almost a tease to Reese, daring him to do more. So, he did. He began to kiss down, tasting that almost forbidden part of her body, from the bottom of her belly button down to her soft mound. Once he was in forbidden territory, there was no stopping him.

  Reese slid off the bed and gently eased himself to the floor, sitting with his back against the bed. He kept kissing Josie’s body, inch by inch down until he caught the first hint of her sweetness on his tongue and in his nose. That’s when he growled, a hunger ignited to a dangerous level. His hands moved around to her ass and he pulled, demanding her. Josie listened, bending her knees just a little, spreading her legs a bit more, gasping as she did so, giving herself to Reese.

  Her delicate folds were glistening with wetness, a rich dark pink color, too tempting for Reese to think about before taking what he wanted. The moment his tongue met her tender skin, he went for more. His fingers kneading her ass, pulling her closer, tighter to his mouth as he suckled her honey, tongue running rampant in any direction he could manage, even attempting to create new directions, just to make sure she felt everything he had to give her. Tasting sweetness from front to back, pausing for a second at her opening, feeling her throbbing, teasing with a pulsing rhythm that was meant for his cock to feel. Curling his tongue up top, seeking her clit, finding it with ease, giving her pearly nub a lashing with the tip of his tongue that made Josie’s body move as though she were the one on stage with music playing.

  That thought alone threatened everything Reese had been trying to hold back. Inside his jeans he was getting very uncomfortable. His cock was curled up tight, like a snake poised for an attack. Only his cock kept swelling, getting thicker and fuller with each lap of his tongue against Josie’s beautiful pussy.

  Josie tried to stand, and Reese growled, keeping her tight against his mouth.

  “Reese,” she groaned. “I’m…”

  He used the tip of his tongue one more time to go bottom to top, stopping to tell Josie one thing to do.

  “Come… right now, sweetheart… come…”

  Before Josie could say a word, Reese went back to loving her.

  She began to convulse, her body jumping and bouncing against his mouth as he refused to let up. Reese knew what he wanted and how to get it.

  Josie bent forward and put a hand to the bed. With her other hand, she took a handful of his hair and began to grind her hips, riding his tongue. It was exactly what Reese wanted and needed. Feeling her swelling, clenching, her hips wiggling as the sweet taste of her sex filled his mouth more and more. And then it all came to a sudden stop. Josie froze and gasped for air as her body reached climax.

  Reese eased his hands to her hips and held her there, flicking his tongue against her wetness, feeling her get wetter as she began to let go.

  He stayed with her as she gently lifted and lowered herself against his mouth.

  He made a quick move then as he turned, throwing her to the bed. She clutched at the sheets, her hips still rocking. She looked at Reese with desperate eyes and he simply grinned.

  He took his shirt off and opened his jeans, pushing them down as he came forward to the bed. Josie managed to peel her right hand away from the sheets and touched his cock. With her hand shaking, she slid her fingers from his tip to root, wasting no time trying to grip him, pulling him toward her.

  “Easy, sweetheart,” Reese whispered. “Don’t break it off.”

  “Shut up, Reese,” Josie said. “Shut up and get inside me.”

  Reese grinned and growled.

  Those words alone could have made him explode on the spot, but he held back, knowing there was a better way to finish this night off.

  He came forward
and felt the swell of heat between Josie’s legs. He balled his fists up tight and placed them to the bed, gritting his teeth as he looked at the beautiful body in front of him. Josie was full in all the right places. And the moment he broke her threshold, the thick tip of his cock entering her, she arched her back, thrusting her chest up and toward him.

  Reese brought his mouth down, finally kissing her chest. Engulfing her left breast as he slammed himself forward. Josie let out a cry of pleasure and relief as Reese took himself the hilt. His tongue swirled around her nipple. He pulled away with a rough tug, enough to make her scratch as his arm for relief. He let her breast go and he lowered her back to the bed. Reese stayed in his current position, able to see all of Josie as he pulled his hips back and slammed forward again. Making her breasts dance to the rhythm he chose to fuck her with.

  In complete control and power… but the truth was this. Josie had the power. She was warm, welcoming, still throbbing from coming once already. The way she lifted her hips and bucked at him, matching his speed, bringing herself to another climax in just minutes… that made Reese hiss as he tried to steady himself as long as he could.

  Reese finally lowered himself down and kissed her.

  It was a wild kiss. Their tongues instantly battling, Reese picking up speed. He couldn’t contain himself as he thrust with more force. The entire bed began to rock, the mattress gently protesting at their love, but he didn’t give a damn about that.

  His right hand settled to her left hip, holding her where he wanted her. Picking up even more speed, bringing himself to a pace that left Josie with her mouth open, unable to keep up. She began to crunch forward, another climax just seconds away. She clawed at his arms, pulling harder, almost sitting up. Reese used his free hand to spread his fingers across her back and hold her.

  When she began to climax once again, that was all Reese could take for the moment. Her loving core squeezed against him with a threat he was willing to succumb to. Because it was Josie. Because she was beautiful. Because when they touched each other, the explosion was real.

  And speaking of explosion…

  Reese gritted his teeth as he felt himself reaching that point.

  He kissed Josie again, her lips as sweet as the others he had been kissing a short while ago.

  He felt his cock swell as much as it could before releasing.

  Josie could no longer kiss him as she just opened her mouth, groaning. So Reese did the same. Gently thrusting, feeling her perfect body coaxing everything out of him. Their lips touching, but not kissing.

  A moment Reese had been waiting for, for so long.

  A moment he never wanted to end.

  But he knew this story… and he knew the ending was always painful…

  Chapter Twelve

  “When does this end?”

  Josie crouched next to Steph and rubbed her back. By now, she had started to leave hair ties on the back of the toilet for Steph. Because the morning sickness had decided to keep going and stay strong.

  “Do you want me to lie and tell you it’ll end soon?” Josie asked.

  Steph turned her head and groaned. “I hate you.”

  “You hate me? No offense, but I didn’t get pregnant.”

  “Don’t remind…”

  Steph groaned and started to heave again.

  Josie gave her another minute or so before helping her to her feet. She ran the water so Steph could wash her face.

  “I’ll get you something to eat,” Josie said.

  “Food… ugh.”

  “You need food. The baby needs food.”

  “I know,” Steph said. “This kid had better know how much I love him or her.”

  Josie grinned. “At least we get to find out what you’re having.”

  “That makes up for the intense sickness,” Steph said.

  Josie laughed. There was no use in trying to point out anything good to Steph. Rightfully so though. In the last few weeks she’d popped. She was showing exactly how someone twenty weeks pregnant should be showing. And she was still getting sick each morning. The doctor said that was normal and that, once again, everyone is different.

  Truthfully, the entire situation was nothing but a giant ball of stress that rested on Josie’s back, but she had something that nobody else had.

  Reese.

  She had no idea what it all meant quite yet, but his company was welcomed and needed. They saw each other at the strip club all the time, flirting with their eyes, but it was at night, once the world had settled enough that they finally got together. Reese would come over and check on Steph. Bring her something to eat. Hang out with her. Talk about Laszlo. He even brought some old pictures a few nights ago that made Steph cry. Reese had a way to calm Steph and make her face her reality, which was more than Josie knew she could do. Josie knew she was too motherly with Steph. That was only because she was genuinely scared for her.

  Once Steph went to bed, Josie got Reese to herself.

  And she took full advantage of it.

  The reminder of what she had been missing in life angered her at first, but Josie told herself that she would just have to do it more often with Reese to make up for all that lost time. Plus, the things he could do with his hands, mouth, his body, it was enough to make her numb to anything that resembled reality.

  Josie made breakfast for Steph and got herself ready to go into work.

  Steph sat on the couch and forced herself to eat.

  “I don’t know when I’ll be back,” Josie said to Steph. “Please take care of yourself. We have your appointment later, okay? Please be excited. You get to find out if you’re having a girl or a boy.”

  Steph smiled. “I know. I haven’t decided what I would like more.”

  “Let’s just go with a happy and healthy baby. Nothing else matters besides that.”

  “I know that, Josie. I’m not as stupid as you think.”

  “Whoa. Who said you’re stupid?”

  “The way everyone treats me. Because I’m eighteen.”

  Josie let out a slow breath. “I know. And if I do that to you, I’m sorry. I care about you. I love you, Steph. I want you to be happy. And this is a new journey.”

  “I got a job.”

  “What?”

  “I got a job.”

  “Where?”

  “One of the diners,” Steph said.

  “You’re twenty weeks pregnant…”

  “And I got a job,” Steph said. “I need to make some money. I need to work. A friend of a friend’s father owns the place. He understands my situation. He’s willing to work with me. And he knows that when I can’t work anymore, I won’t.”

  “You…” Josie paused. What she wanted to know was why it took getting pregnant to finally get a job. Why it took this situation to smarten up. But those were questions that never had answers. “I’m proud of you. Let me know if there’s anything I can do to help.”

  Josie started to walk away but paused. She retreated to the living room and plopped down next to Steph and hugged her. They were silent, and Josie could feel Steph holding back tears.

  “You’re going to be fine,” Josie whispered.

  “I’m just happy you and Reese are together again.”

  “Oh. That. We’re not… Steph…”

  “Right,” Steph said. “You’re not together. Sure. I’m just glad he comes around. He makes me feel safe, Josie.”

  “Me too,” Josie whispered.

  “Even though his life is out of control. They live in such a crazy way.”

  “The only way they know,” Josie said.

  She stood up and said one more goodbye.

  When she got to the club, it was quiet. They weren’t opening for another couple of hours. Something about seeing the stage dark and not hearing music gave the place an entirely different feel. Jefferson was in his office, walking from wall to wall, trying to weasel his way out of some debt. All Josie could hope was that whatever it was, it didn’t hurt the business. Or screw over the MC
.

  She went behind the bar to work on inventory and orders.

  Parker showed up a short while later to get things set up for his double.

  Josie gave a wave as she was at the opposite end of the bar.

  She planned on going to talk to him, but she saw Starla from the corner of her eye. Dressed in cut off jean shorts that were less than a bikini bottom. Her top was hot pink, showing off a neon yellow bra strap. Her dirty blonde hair pulled back in a messy wannabe bun.

  “Hey.”

  “Starla.”

  “I’m not on today.”

  “Okay,” Josie said.

  Starla bit her lip. “Can I get a drink?”

  “Soda?”

  “Vodka.”

  “Do you have ID?”

  Starla tilted her head. “What?”

  “Nothing,” Josie said.

  She rolled her eyes and poured Starla a drink.

  As Starla reached into her pocket, Josie swatted her hand away. “Don’t.”

  “What?”

  “Everyone gets a free drink.”

  “When they’re working,” Starla said.

  “Don’t tell Jefferson then,” Josie said. “Deal?”

  “Deal.” Starla sipped… then chugged. She finished the drink and put the glass down.

  “Right,” Josie said. “Looking for a little bravery or is there something you need to tell me?”

  “More like I need to ask you something.”

  “You can’t have an advance on your pay,” Josie said.

  “No. Not that.”

  “Good. What do you want?”

  “It’s about Back Down Devil MC.”

  That got Josie’s full attention. “What?”

  “The situation…”

  Josie leaned forward. “The drugs?”

  Starla swallowed hard. “Yeah.”

  “What about them?”

  “Did you hear anything else?”

  “Hear anything? What the hell do you think…”

  “You and Reese are close,” Starla said.

  “Close. Right.”

  “So, he must tell you stuff.”

  “No. When we’re together, he’s usually fucking me so hard I can’t talk.”