Love In Full Throttle

Something's Happening

Ezmerelda

I looked at him and I could feel my pulse rate rising as his flesh was on mine. What is the matter with me? This biker has my heart beating out of control and my body reacting in such crazy ways.I dismiss it but the feeling is still there. " What kind of game?" What's he playing at? He hasn't left me alone since he arrived, not to mention still no apology for almost smearing me on the pavement earlier. I don't know what his angle is exactly, but one thing is for sure that he isn't going to make things easy for me. He moves his calloused hand so slowly up on my waist and then closes the distance between us. " Well, there's a billiards table downstairs in the basement, why don't we play a game. A friendly game won't harm anyone and then once I win I'll already have you right where I want you." He winks at me and slowly backs me up against the shelf. I can see mischief in his eyes as he stares down at me and I put my hand on his chest to keep him at bay. I bite on my bottom lip as I feel his rock-hard abs underneath his shirt. Get a grip, Esma. This isn't the kind of guy you want to mess with. Trouble, remember?

" So what do you say, Raven Beauty? Are you up for a challenge?" I don't know but his nickname for me makes me feel all giddy inside and causes my stomach to do flips. It's quite bizarre. He gently places his index finger under my chin and makes me look up at him as he leans in closer, placing an arm just above my head as he whispers in my ear, " Or are you afraid that you'll lose in more ways than one?" What exactly does he mean by that? I wanted to ask him but instead I teased him." What makes you think I am going to lose?" He laughs and he sounds so sexy. Geesh, what am I talking about? Sexy? Stop it, Esma. " I always win, baby." He moves his hand down from my waist and skims my side, then places it on my butt, giving it a tap before grabbing it. I jumped at his sudden courageous gesture, knowing that if my dad had seen that, well, biker boy; he would be toast. Still, I have to give it to him, he's bawlsy.

I looked at him and tilted my head to the side. He's definitely up to something. I can read it on his face." Oh really? Well, I guess it's best if I tell you that I have won championships in billiards and I also always win, baby." I teased him as I pat his cheek and squished his mouth, then I ducked under his arm and walked out of the room,carrying the bottle he had gotten for me.

He was hot on my heels, walking very close behind me, no doubt staring at my butt. " Could you kindly stop." He leaned closer to me, his breath fanning the back of my neck. " What, baby. What should I stop?" I quickly turned around and ran into his hard chest.I put my hand up to keep my balance. He looked down at me with a smile. " Well baby, if you want to touch me just tell me. You don't have to go through all this." He's really a cocky one, isn't he?

I moved my hand away from his chest and stepped away. " You really are an asshole, you know that? First of all, you almost killed me today, but no, that wasn't good enough, so you have to meddle in my affairs with my dad. I can't believe I'm wasting my time with you." I put down the bottle on the bar then headed to the storage room.

I started to descend the stairs to the basement when he followed me. As I had gotten closer to the storage room, he pushes me up against the wall and cages me in while he presses his body against mine, staring down at me. I gasped and then met his gaze, " What do you want?" He grabbed my belt loop and pulled me closer to him, his hand on my hip as he drew circles on my midriff. " I want you." He says it in a low and raspy whisper, almost seductive. Did I just hear him say that? He runs his tongue over his top lip then clears his throat. " I want you to admit that you don't feel something happening between us."

I try to turn my head but he softly grabs my chin and turns me to face him. He's so close I can feel his breath mingling with mine. He could kiss me any second. I swallow as he leans forward and I know he's about to kiss me. I can feel it. " Hey, there you are bro. We were looking for you." One of his buddies came closer and I could see a look appear on Axel's face. It is laced with annoyance and anger. I took that time to get out of his hold and head into the storage room.

Once inside, I shut the door and slid down to the floor. What has come over me? I almost let him kiss me. A biker. A very hot biker, but a biker nonetheless.He makes me feel weak in the knees and I lose all control. This can't be happening to me. I'm not a girl who will fall so easily, yet here I am just meeting this guy and letting my guard down. Mom would be so disappointed in me. Hell I'm disappointed in myself. I made a promise. I don't intend to break it because my body reacts to his touch and the way he looks at me. I'm not some love-sick teenage girl, I'm twenty-four! Get a grip, Esma. You can't let him get to you, no mater how gorgeous he is. What the hell? Gorgeous? Stop it! Stop thinking of him.