Monroe, Marla - Nina's Neighbor (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Marla Monroe

  “Doesn’t matter to Slick if you’re active or not,” Reaper said.

  “And I suppose you’re going to tell him I’m around?”

  “Maybe not. I haven’t decided yet.”

  “Doesn’t matter. Bull will,” Jack said.

  “He won’t if I tell him not to.” Reaper turned and looked at Bull until the other man shook his head.

  “So what do you want, Reaper?”

  “I like your bitch, Jack. She looks like a really good lay. How about a little one-on-one, and I’ll forget I saw you.”

  “Hell, no!” Jack said with a growl. “You’re not fucking her.”

  Chapter Eight

  “You can help me with her so she won’t be so overwhelmed. I bet she’d like to be the filling between us. Be like old times, Jack,” Reaper said.

  “She’s not part of this, Reaper.”

  Jack wished to God he hadn’t brought her on this run. What had he been thinking? That was just it, he hadn’t been thinking.

  “Come on, Jack. The three of us could show her a really good time. You remember how much fun we had fucking the bitches.”

  “Like I said before, Reaper, I’m not part of that anymore,” Jack tried again.

  “Once a Devil, always a Devil, Jack. You know that. There is no getting out.”

  “I’m not out, I’m just not active. I have my own life now, and I keep our secrets,” he said.

  “Well, I’m calling you back,” Reaper said.

  “Sorry, I’m not going active.”

  The entire time they argued, Nina had stayed quiet, but Jack could tell she was getting antsy now. No doubt a lot of what Reaper was saying was getting to her. Shit. Even if he managed to get them out of this, she would be in a pissy mood and probably wouldn’t want to see him anymore. Not that he could blame her. Nothing had gone right the entire weekend, and he still hadn’t had the talk about birth control yet.

  “Look, I need to get her home. She has to be at work in the morning. We’re going to go now.” Jack started his bike up and pulled out of the service station parking lot.

  He was sure they would follow him but was surprised when they didn’t. That bothered him. It was almost as if they already knew where he lived. Then it dawned on him, his license plate. They would get it off of DMV records. They had moles everywhere. Shit.

  “Are they following us?” Nina finally spoke.

  “Nope. They know where I live.”

  “Then why haven’t they bothered you before?” she asked.

  “They didn’t know before. Now they have my license plate number.”

  “What are you going to do?”

  “Nothing. Nothing I can do but deal with whatever happens.” He sighed.

  “Was all of what he said true? About you sharing women?” she asked quietly.

  Jack didn’t answer immediately. He figured he better be honest from the beginning, and it was hard coming out of his mouth.

  “Yes, it’s all true,” he finally admitted.

  She was silent, and that silence stretched into long minutes that lasted almost an hour. It wasn’t until he pulled off about fifty miles from home at a small town that she said anything.

  “Why are we stopping?” she asked.

  “I need something to drink. You do, too. We haven’t had anything for over an hour, and it’s hot.”

  “I’m sure you are in that leather jacket,” she pointed out.

  “We need to talk, Nina.”

  “Not now we don’t.” She climbed off the bike and waited for him. “Get us something to drink, and let’s get back on the road.”

  “You’re coming in with me. I’m not leaving you alone out here,” he said.

  She didn’t argue, just followed him inside. He grabbed two sports drinks and two waters. After paying for them, he walked her over to a picnic table where they could sit while they drank the drinks and water.

  “If I drink both of these, I’m just going to have to pee again,” Nina said with a sigh.

  “That’s okay. I’d rather stop for that then have you dehydrated when we get home.”

  Jack chugged the sports drink down and threw it in the waste can. Then he opened the water and drank sips of it. He needed to talk to her but wasn’t sure what to say.

  “Nina, all of that is in my past. I was a kid who grew up with them. I’m not like that anymore,” he began.

  “So, you didn’t share that woman who was at your house with that guy the other day?”

  Startled, he had to think about who she was talking about then remembered Jimmy and Lacy staying with him one night. Well, hell. She would think that.

  “No, I didn’t. They stayed in a guest room. I told you. I don’t do that anymore. It was all part of my past. When I got out of The Devils, I intended it to be permanent. Reaper isn’t going to entice me, order me, or threaten me back in for any reason. I can promise you that.”

  He didn’t know if that would mean anything to her, but he meant it. There was nothing the other man could do that would make him go back.

  She didn’t say anything.

  Jack turned up the water and drained the bottle. He noted that she’d been sipping on each of the drinks and had them both about halfway finished. He smothered a smile. She was so different in so many ways. He was fooling himself if he thought they could have anything permanent. She’d get tired of his rough edges soon enough. Until then, he planned to enjoy everything about her for as long as she let him. He just hoped that hadn’t already come to an end.

  They had to stop once for her to use the restroom at a gas station about twenty miles out from home, but he didn’t mind. It meant a little more time with her holding on to him. When they pulled into his drive, he expected her to hand him her helmet and snatch her backpack from him and go home—alone. He was surprised when she waited on him to grab his stuff and followed him inside.

  “I really did have a good time, other than the part with Reaper and the other guy. I’m sorry they’re going to be bothering you,” she said.

  “I’ll deal with them. Don’t worry about it.” He walked over and put his hands on her waist and pulled her against his chest. She rested her forehead against his chest.

  “Are you going to let me stay over tonight?” When she didn’t immediately answer, he rushed on. “I figure since you have to go to work in the morning, you’d want your things around you. All I have to do is shower and jump into jeans and a T,” he said.

  “Um, I don’t know what to think, Jack. I’ve learned a lot about you I didn’t know. Some of it is good and some of it…not so good,” she admitted.

  “I know. I’m really sorry that happened. I would never have taken you had I known they were in this part of the US. They stay on the West Coast as a rule.”

  “Well, looks like they broke their rule.” She rested her hands at his waist and looked up at him.

  “Spend the night with me, Jack. I don’t know how I’ll feel in the morning, but spend the night tonight,” she said.

  * * * *

  Jack breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn’t a declaration of love, but it was something. She wasn’t kicking him to the curb just yet. He only hoped he could convince her he wasn’t like Reaper and his old gang anymore. He had his job cut out for him.

  He lifted her head from his chest with a hand to her chin and swiftly took possession of her mouth. She opened for him without his having to coax her. He ran his tongue over hers then along the roof of her mouth exploring her mouth as his lips covered hers. Then when she tentatively started exploring with hers, he sucked it in, teasing the tip with his tongue. She moaned into his mouth.

  His hands wrapped around her waist then moved lower to mold her ass and bring her up closer to his growing erection. He ground his cock into her pelvis, wishing they didn’t have on clothes. He ate at her mouth as his dick grew. She pulled away first, and he let her.

  “I think we should continue this at my place. Otherwise we won’t make it there at all,” she said, her
voice breathless.

  “I like how you think, woman,” Jack said.

  He picked up her pack then locked the house. Then he walked next door with her. She closed the door behind them and locked it then grabbed him by the waistband of his jeans and pulled him toward her bedroom. He didn’t resist at all.

  Jack dropped her pack by the door and pulled her into his arms to resume where they had left off with the kiss. His mouth devoured hers, and she sank into him, letting him lead. He ran his hands beneath her T-shirt and slowly drew it upward, pausing their kiss to tug it off her head. Her hair spilled all around her, and he ran his hands through it, tugging on it a little. She let her head fall back on her neck, and he immediately zoomed in on her throat and thought about how graceful it looked. The paleness of her chest collided with the new reddened tan of her neck and face. He licked a long line up her neck and nipped at her earlobe.

  She wrapped her arms around his waist. Then she wrapped one leg around his to grind her pussy against his leg. He worked his leg into her clit giving her what she was asking for. The sheer pleasure he got from her doing that small act amazed him. She wanted him, Jack the Ripper. He pulled away. He wasn’t that Jack anymore. Damn Reaper for showing up. It brought back so many things he’d pushed away for so long.

  “What is it?” Nina had obviously picked up on his change in mood.

  “Nothing, baby. I want to get you naked and under me, but I’m trying to take it slow. I don’t want this to be just sex.”

  She smiled and unhooked the front closure of her bra and let it fall from her shoulders to the floor. He growled and reached up to mold them and mound them in his hands. Then he lowered his head to lick and tease them with his tongue. He pushed them together so that he could reach both of them at the same time, and he drew them both into his mouth to suck and nip at. She groaned and went up on tiptoe as he pulled her nipples out in a long line with his mouth.

  “God, I love your tits, baby, almost as much as I love that sweet pussy of yours.”

  Nina laughed and began unfastening his jeans. She unzipped them and his aching cock sprang out into her waiting hands. She tugged at his jeans to get them down then groaned.

  “What is it, babe?”

  “Boots,” she said. “Sit down so I can get them off of you. I want you naked.”

  He sat on the edge of the bed, and she knelt in front of him to pull off his boots. As soon as she had them off, she worked on his jeans, and soon they followed the way of the boots in a pile next to her T-shirt and bra. He rescued a condom from the pocket and dropped it on the bed next to him. She teased him when she nudged between his knees and cupped his balls in one hand while squeezing his dick with the other. A drop of pre-cum seeped from the slit at the top. She ran the flat of her tongue over his cock and licked it up. Then she reamed the slit with her tongue causing him to gasp for breath.

  “Easy, baby. I don’t want to come yet. I want inside you first.”

  “I want to taste you. That wasn’t enough,” she complained.

  “Later, Nina. I want inside of you.” He gasped as she suddenly swallowed him down then swallowed around him.

  “Fuck!”

  She came back up with a smile. He stood up and pulled her with him then bent her over the bed where he could mount her from behind. He slapped a hand against one ass cheek then the other one.

  “Ouch! What was that for?” she complained, reaching back to rub her ass.

  “Move your hand, Nina.”

  She complied but frowned back at him.

  He smiled and rubbed her buttocks to soothe the ache. His handprint showed up nice and pink against the pale globes. He leaned down and licked around the handprint. She moaned as he began to tease her cunt with his finger. He circled around her but didn’t enter her. She began pushing back against his hand, moving her ass to try to capture his finger. When she growled in frustration, he chuckled and slowly slipped two fingers inside her tight pussy. She sighed then began fucking back on him. He added a third finger. It spurred her into a greater frenzy.

  Jack slipped his other hand to her clit and began a slow pressure on it over and over until she began a soft keening noise. She was going to come. He pulled his fingers from her pussy, causing her to cry out.

  “No! I’m almost there.”

  He quickly rolled on the condom he’d saved from his jeans. He watched her run a hand down between her legs to stimulate her clit. Just when she began to moan, he pushed inside of her to the hilt. She screamed at the pleasure-pain that he gave her. Then she was a wild thing between his legs, thrashing and fucking back on him. He grabbed her hips and held her still as he pummeled her sweet pussy. Nina suddenly held still tightening around him even more if that were possible. Cum shot from his balls up his cock. She all but collapsed as he began to come inside her.

  He hadn’t come that hard since the night before. Damn, she was something else. He couldn’t imagine what he would do if she suddenly decided she didn’t want to see him anymore. He was hooked on her. She was like a drug, and he was fucking hooked on her.

  * * * *

  Nina fought to catch her breath. Her throat hurt from screaming her climax. She hoped none of the neighbors called the police. The thought made her giggle, and as she regained her breath, her giggles increased.

  “What’s so funny?” Jack asked between pants.

  “Nothing. Inside joke,” she said with a weak laugh.

  “As long as you’re not laughing at me.”

  “I’ll be right back,” he said.

  Nina figured he was dealing with the condom and crawled up the bed to get grab a pillow for her head so she could get comfortable. She felt like a limp dishrag right then.

  When Jack came back, he looked serious. She sighed. Now what?

  “Nina, are you on birth control?” he asked.

  “Yeah, why?”

  “Good, because I think I leaked some the last time we had sex. I didn’t this time. I should have said something sooner, but things kept happening and I forgot.”

  “I’m covered.”

  He climbed into bed and pulled her over so that she lay on her side with her head on his shoulder. She ran he fingers around in his spattering of chest hair, pulling lightly every once in a while. He didn’t stop her, so she figured he didn’t mind. Then she traced the outline of the cat chasing its tail.

  “I guess I know what the devil is on your left shoulder, now,” she said.

  “Yeah, I had that done after I passed initiation. I was seventeen. I had to have it done at an artist’s home who would do underage kids.”

  “How young were you when you first started running around with them?” she asked.

  “Fifteen. They wouldn’t let me join until I had my own bike. It took me two years to save up enough money working two jobs before I could afford a used one. It wasn’t a good one either. They laughed at me all the time about it breaking down, but it got me a foothold in the gang and a shot at initiation. Back then, it was all I wanted in life.” He sighed.

  She felt it as well as heard it in his voice. There was regret there. He regretted having joined them at all. Then why had he? She was just about to ask him when his stomach let out a ferocious growl. They both laughed.

  “Looks like I need to fix dinner now,” she said.

  She attempted to roll off of him to get up, but he held her there and wrapped an arm tight around her.

  “Let me hold you for just a few more minutes,” he said.

  His voice had grown deeper than usual. It strummed deep within her. She wanted to reach his lips and kiss him, but stayed still for him. He rubbed her arm with his free hand and placed a kiss on her forehead before letting her go.

  “So, what’s for dinner, woman?”

  Nina laughed and rolled off the other side of the bed before fleeing to the bathroom where she closed the door.

  “I’m taking a shower first. I’ll be right out.”

  “I’ll be in the kitchen looking at what you have av
ailable,” he said.

  “Fine.”

  She jumped in the shower and let the water cascade over her body. She had tender spots all over, but nothing could compare to her ass. Two days of riding on the back of Jack’s bike had given her quite possibly a permanently sore tush. As soon as she finished bathing, she dried off and dressed in shorts and a tank top, not bothering with underwear. She’d have it all off again in less than an hour knowing Jack. She smiled.

  That smile died when she walked into the kitchen to a note on the island.

  “Devils’ bikes riding by out front. I’m going to go home through the back so they don’t know that you live next door. Don’t go outside. I’ll call you later, Jack.”

  “Damn.” Nina ran a hand over her face and through her hair. What was she supposed to do about work? She had to go in the next day. Maybe Jack planned to get rid of them before then. She could only hope he didn’t have trouble. Especially not because of her.

  It was nearly eleven before he called her. She had just about given up that he would when the phone finally rang.

  “Hello?”

  “Hey, baby. I’m sorry I left like I did. But when I saw the bikes riding out front, I knew they would be trying to find me. I couldn’t risk them knowing you lived next door to me.”

  “I understand, but what about tomorrow? I have to go in to work. Do you think they will be watching your house then?”

  “I honestly can’t tell you that for certain, but I talked with Reaper for a couple of hours tonight. I’m hoping they’ve gone to find somewhere to stay for the night,” he told her.

  “Did he mention me again?” she asked.

  “Yeah. He did.”

  When he didn’t elaborate, she sighed and asked him point-blank what he said about her.

  “He wants you, Nina. I’m so fucking sorry I took you on that trip. I never dreamed…” He broke off then said, “Look, he’s a dangerous man, Nina. Can you go stay with your friend Charlotte for a few days until I can get rid of him?”

  “I suppose. I know she won’t mind, but I hate the idea of you dealing with him all by yourself.”