Ridge: Great Wolves Motorcycle Romance by Blue Jayne

Author:Blue, Jayne
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-15T16:00:00+00:00

Twelve

Frankie

Nothing about today was right, nothing.

Except Ridge.

Watching Ridge fight to save Hayden Parker’s life was right. It was a beacon. It was the strength I needed to get through those awful minutes.

And then, when I saw him outside the bar tonight, and when he held me, I knew. I knew it wasn’t just lust.

There was something deeper with Ridge. He was more than the tough biker he appeared to be. When I watched the blood pump out of Parker’s chest and sat helpless as he struggled for air, there’s no other way to say it: I was in abject panic. I was desperate. I was at a loss for how to help him.

Ridge did help him, and me.

And it was more than the way he handled himself. His physical presence attracted me, yes, but it also calmed me. It made me think things were going to be okay, more than okay. Even in a sea of chaos, violence, and the decay that wanted to claim this place, he was like a support beam, something solid.

Something about him gave me faith that it was all going to be okay, good even.

I couldn’t explain it, but I listened for him. I wanted him to follow me up the stairs. I felt bereft that he wasn’t coming into my room, that he wasn’t actually following me.

And that’s when I decided to take a risk.

It was a risk. Maybe rolling with me the other night was just a game he played. I was gambling to some degree that he wasn’t just trying to get in my pants.

Even after he stopped us yesterday, maybe that was a part of it.

He very well could have turned me out, and I very easily could get hurt, in a million different ways, by Ridge Callahan.

But I wanted to be in bed next to him and I knew it was the right place to be.

He held me and I instantly felt warmer, and like the ground that had been shifting and heaving all day, was solid again.

After that safety, came the next thing, the thing that I knew I needed just as much as the safety. I needed his body.

I needed him to take me. I nuzzled into him, my back to his chest. He brushed my hair to the side, and I felt his lips on the back of my neck. Every cell in my body felt alive when his lips touched my skin.

He was moving slow. His lips first, and then his hands, ran the length of my arm, my legs rubbing against his, like they had a mind of their own.

I leaned back to him, melted into him. Ridge pulled my t-shirt over him head and his hands reached over and cupped my breasts. Then he squeezed my nipples, his head still buried in my neck. I slid to my back and his lips were on mine.

I needed to feel his skin. I pulled his t-shirt off and gasped. His body, his chest, was hard. I leaned up and kissed it.

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