CHAPTER 8

GIA

The freeing feeling of being on the back of a bike wasn’t something that could be explained. I’d forgotten how much I enjoyed it. Although riding behind your brother was much different to holding onto the man that had, in all sense of the word, saved you.

It made me wonder if these feelings that were tumbling through me were from gratefulness or were they because I found the man stupidly sexy, and I’d like nothing better than for him to rid me of my virginity. I had a feeling he’d do it right and from the hardness that I’d felt when I’d been sat on his lap at breakfast, it wouldn’t be hard to persuade him that I wanted him in every way.

We’d met up with another MC brother called Skinny and his Old Lady at one of the services. He’d given Navy a folder and assured him it would all pass scrutiny.

I’d liked him and his lady immediately. They were probably in their early thirties, I’d say, with a quiet strength about them. They’d both embraced me and made me feel welcome.

I’d never met people like these, where they were willing to do just about anything to help. I didn’t know what I’d done to deserve them, but I was so grateful for everything they were doing for me.

We waved goodbye to everyone as they left us at the services. I knew we’d be seeing them again next weekend.

“What do you want to do, sweets? You want to carry on riding or do you want to go in the car with Bas and Hope?” Navy asked.

“I’ll stay with you if that’s okay.”

Navy grinned at me, “Fuck, sweets, having you wrapped around me is more than okay. But if you get tired, let me know and we’ll stop. Just tap me on my shoulder and I’ll pull over.”

“Okay,” I agree, taking my helmet from him and pulling it back on my head. Navy brushed my hands away from my chin and buckled me up. Taking my courage in my hands, I did what I’d never done before and asked a man to kiss me.

“Kiss me. Kiss me like you did last night but not because you have to but because you want to,” I requested, staring up into his eyes that widened in surprise at my request and then he smiled so wide the sides of his eyes crinkled.

“With pleasure, sweets,” Navy rumbled, pulling me gently towards him and tilting my head to the side. I should probably have waited to put my helmet on, but we managed.

A soft sigh left me as his lips met mine in a soft kiss, parting my lips to invite him to deepen the kiss. Navy took the invite, drawing me closer until there wasn’t a space between us, tongues twining and stroking, his lips firm against my soft ones; I could have stayed like this forever. It was the second-best kiss of my life other than the one he’d laid on me last night. Sadly, life intruded when Hope hit the hooter on their car, telling us to hurry up. Not that Navy listened to her other than to stop kissing me. He still held me to him resting his forehead against mine .

‘Bloody helmet getting in the way again.’

“Fuck, sweets, I think you may be the death of me. Now I’ve got to ride while rock hard,” he grumbled.

Snickering at his predicament. Running my tongue over my lips, I looked up at him through my lashes and huskily suggested, “Well, then let’s get going and maybe I can help you with that this evening.”

“Jesus, baby, you can’t tease about things like that.”

“I’m not,” I assured him. “I want this. I’ve waited nearly twenty-six years for someone like you, Navy, someone I can trust with the one thing that belongs wholly to me.”

Navy rocked his forehead back and forward on my helmet, his eyes closed, muttering as if in pain he asks, “Do you mean what I think you mean, sweets?”

Not sure where my bravery was coming from. I wasn’t usually a forward person, but Navy made me feel brave. Standing straight, I pushed my shoulders back and looked at him, saying seriously so that he was without a doubt sure of my words, “If you’re asking if you’ll be my first, then yes, Navy, that is what I’m telling you. Don’t make it into a big deal, just know that I chose you for a reason and that I trust you to take care of me. So can we get this show on the road so we can get to the good parts sooner rather than later?”

“Fuck, yeah we can, sweets, and thank you.” With those words, he pressed one last kiss to my lips, mounted his bike and held out his hand to help me on behind him.

Once I was seated, I scooted forward until my thighs were resting close around him and wrapped my arms tight around him, giving him a small squeeze to let him know I was ready.

I couldn’t wait for tonight. Something told me that it was going to be one of the best decisions of my life.