Ryan The Razorback MC Book 2

8

Noelle's POV:

I jumped from the table and covered my ass to feel just how high and wide the split was, and Ryan looked so confused.

"What? Too fast?"

"My... um, skirt..." I said and backed away with my hands in the back.

"What about it?"

"It ripped!" I told him and he smiled slowly, and he walked to stand in front of me.

"How far?" He tried to turn me and I giggled and told him not to look and he eventually stopped trying to turn me before his hands scaled from my hands, to my hips, and then around to my ass looking for the rip.

There had been a triangle at the back of the skirt and from there its split right up the side of the zipper, at least as high as my tail bone but not to the clip in the back.

"How am I going to walk out there like this?" I asked and he shook his head.

"You won’t be. Stay here." He turned and left me there and I moved to feel the rip, wondering if he could see anything if I walked, and while I stood there, my back close to the wall that actually had his picture, I waited less than 3 minutes before Ryan came back.

He had a pair of sweats that were way too long for me, but I was sure would stay up if I tightened them enough. He watched me struggle with getting the rest of the zipper to move and then he was behind me.

I held my breath as I felt his hands unhook the back and then his hands went to the rip and I felt his warm fingers brush against my ass and I gulped hard as he touched my neck with his lips and I looked back at him, and he kissed just under my ear before I felt it.

He ripped the skirt the rest of the way since the zipper didn't work anymore and I felt it the breeze against my ass fully now and I moaned as I felt his hands touch my bare skin. I had a lace thong on today and while I was sure this morning, he wouldn't have seen them, I had to wonder what he thought of it now that he had.

"Turn back around." His tone didn't leave room for argument and I did it slowly, letting him pull me into his body as his hands cupped my ass now and lifted me. I moved my hands to his shoulders as he kept me up. I felt him hard at my center and I bit my lip so I wouldn't moan again as he moved me to the desk again. "You want me?" He asked, his hands kept me up and I looked into his eyes and nodded slowly.

"The desk is cold." I whispered when he set me down and I shuddered as he moved his hands to my shirt and started to lift it.

"I'll warm you right up." He leaned down to kiss me again, and I lifted my hands as he took the shirt off me and went right back to kissing me. I wasn't wearing a pretty bra, just a plain white one. "f*****g perfect." He pulled back to look me over and I felt my entire body flush and I started to breathe a little heavy as he kissed me, and his hands started to roam my bare body.

I grabbed at his hands when he went for my tummy and pulled them up, hoping he would focus on the better part of my body but he pulled his hand away, and his lips started to move down my neck. He hovered over me, pushing me back with the pressure from his hands and lips and as soon as my bare back hit the cold desk I gasped and arched to get most of it off the cold wood.

His hands took the opportunity to look for the clip in the back, but it was actually in the front, so he pulled back when I pushed him. I undid the clip and he moved to finally get some of his clothes off. He peeled the vest off and tossed it to the chair as I struggled to get the bra the rest of the way off. His black T came off next and I sighed as I looked over his chest.

He had little bits of hair all over his pecks and going down his abs. I wanted to touch him and feel it against my body. He leaned back over me, and my hands trailed down his body as he started to kiss me again.

I moaned into his mouth when I got to his belt and he moved his lips down, again... and this time there was nothing in the way, his mouth closed over my n****e at the same time his hand grabbed my other boob and his belt moved away from my hands.

I felt myself growing wet, and I ran my hands back up his body, along his back. I felt so many muscles and I moaned as my hands got to his hair and I ran my hands over his head to keep him against my n*****s.

"Ryan!" The door rattled and I squeaked, and Ryan pushed me down flat and covered me with his body as two guys came in and then turned.

"Get the f**k out!" Ryan shouted and they moved quick, pulling the door closed and he groaned and stayed over me. "I should have locked the damn door."

"Ryan!"

"Go away!" He shouted again and I rubbed over his back slowly and looked back towards the door.

"Ryan- it's Tara." I heard his sister and I bit my lip as he looked up and waited.

"What?"

"Someone tried to set the shop on fire." She called out and Ryan stood up slowly and started to curse and he grabbed his shirt and cut before handing me my things. He waited and helped me get the sweats on like I was a kid.

He needed to go, and I understood the rush. I stood up and my breath stopped as he kissed me again. Once I was covered up, He took off to the door and I couldn't keep the blush off my face. Tara told him what Lucien said when he called and how they handled it, but he needed to get over there.

He turned back to her as Tara and the two guys, one I could now tell was Avery, left. "You go up to the room and relax. I will be back soon." He told me and I nodded and walked out. I didn't know where he left my ripped skirt but I kind of took off out of the room to keep up with him.

He got me to the stairs and watched me go on up. I opened the door and looked back to see he had already left. I went and sat on the bed and laid there. My entire body was still so needy from before, and I hated that we were interrupted.

I laid back in his bed and I could smell him all over. I turned over, the room got dark after a little while and I snuggled in deep to the pillows and got comfortable. I was hoping he would wake me up when he got here, and even if he didn't want to, he would have to, just to get me to make room for him.

RYAN'S POV:

I took the truck to the shop and saw the scorch marks right away. The fence was black, the front door that led to the waiting room was toasted, and Lucien was standing there, pissed as hell, and pacing.

I got out of the truck and walked closer as soon as I parked, and he saw me and crossed his arms and waited.

As soon as I was in front of him he started to tell me how he heard someone shout that this is what they deserve, and he sent Javi out to see who was shouting and Javi ended up shouting about the fire going into the waiting room.

Javi had grabbed the third fire extinguisher as Lucien hit the fire alarm and grabbed one and took it out from the outside. He told me that the entire time it smelled like oil was burning and he was sure someone had just created a trail with a bottle and lit it on fire.

The cops hadn't shown up in the 3 hours we waited, and the Fire Department had responded to make sure that the building was still ok, and to reset the fire alarm and even offered to take in the empty fire extinguishers.

I got back in my truck, fuming and drove to the compound. I wanted to go home and hit my gym, but I knew I had Noelle waiting for me. I hoped she got some sleep and took that shower I had kept thinking about earlier.

I shook my head thinking about what I had seen of her body earlier. It was hard enough to see her struggle with the ripped skirt, but when I got to touch her smooth skin... there was no going back.

Her entire body was soft and supple and if things hadn't gotten interrupted, again, then I would have taken her right there on my desk and wouldn't have given a god damn about a mess later. Now she was in my bed, hopefully still up for something, and I gunned the engine as I got closer to the club.

I walked in, glad there wasn't a huge party going on, in fact most of the guys seemed to become quiet as I moved through the house. I grabbed a shot of whiskey before going to the stairs. I heard nothing as I pushed open the door, the room was dark, and I wanted to flip the light on.

But the light switch was up and that meant I had to find the light and pull the switch. The bathroom door was open, so I knew she wasn't in here, so I just put my hand up and took three steps before feeling the overhead fan and I tugged the chain.

I was already looking towards the bed, and my c**k got hard just seeing her there. Her face turned unhappy and she made a little noise before pushing her face into the pillow to block out the light.

Her shirt was pushed up just a bit over her belly button, her bra was off and actually tossed on the floor like it had been a last-minute effort, and her lower half was still covered by my sweats. Her feet were covered like she had gotten cold since she wasn't under the blankets.

"Noelle." I called her name and walked closer to the bed. She mumbled something and turned as I sat at the edge. "Noelle, you have to get under the covers." I shook her shoulder and when all she did was hum, I sighed and stood back up.

I put my hands under her legs, working my way under her arms as well and as I started to lift her, she gasped and turned right into me so she could hold on. "Ryan!"

"Hi baby... I was trying to wake you up to get you under the covers." I told her and she looked around and then back at the bed.

"I didn't mean to fall asleep." She kicked her legs and I moved to set her back down now that she was fully awake. "How is the shop? What kind of shop was it?" She asked and I saw the moment she felt the bra under her toes.

She looked down and her face was a bright red as she looked back up at me. "It was the mechanic shop, and it was all contained to the gate and the door leading to the waiting room. Thankfully, no one was waiting, and the shop only had the workers and they weren't hurt."

"That's good..." She stepped down on her bra, as if trying to hide it from me, and I just laughed before lifting her chin up to look at me. "Are you okay?"

"I felt ten times better when I saw you in bed." I leaned down, skimming my lips over hers before going down further, her lips following mine, and I lifted the bra making sure she could feel it skim the underside of her foot and her calf. "By the way... while I am glad you took this off... it can go right in the basket." I pulled away to talk and moved right to the side of the closet and tossing it into the little bin I had there.

"I don't even remember taking it off." She was still bright red when I walked back to her and I smirked as I noticed how hard her n*****s were under the shirt. 

"I am guessing you are too tired to finish what we started." I was still giving her an out. I knew that once I had her I would never have enough. She was soft, and supple, and the way she turned red so easily... she had my c**k hard every single time.

"After that nap I am not tired at all... I could be up for an hour or two." She blinked up at me, batting her eye lashes like she hadn't just been shy about a bra a minute ago. She was a sexy little vixen. I had just the plan to keep her busy for an hour... or even two if she would still be awake.