Trust in Me: A Biker Erotic Romance (Dark Riders MC) Read Online Free PDF

looks into my eyes, as if peering directly into my soul. I hold his gaze and let him read the truth of my statement. I won’t hurt him. He’s been hurt enough already. Finally, Charlie pulls me to him. I prepare to receive his kiss, but he pulls me into a hug. He holds onto me like a lifeline. I hold him, saying nothing. “I do, Aubrey. I do trust you,” he finally whispers into my neck.
     
    “You have my word,” I say and I mean it.
     
    Charlie releases me. I see the fear and hope on his face. “Charlie,” I breathe, touching his lips with my own again. “I want you.” Charlie takes my lips and returns my kiss gently. I can feel his need, but he still seems hesitant. “What?” I ask, looking into his face. He has such a handsome face.
     
    “It has been a long time,” he says with a shy smile.
     
    “I know it hasn’t been easy,” I say, kissing his lips gently before moving to his cheek, then his eyes.
     
    “I mean, I haven’t been with a woman in a long time. I’m…uh…”
     
    I can’t help but smile. “You’re not a virgin are you?” I tease.
     
    Charlie laughs softly. “No, but…”
     
    I smile at his embarrassment, finding it charming. “How long has it been?”
     
    “Five, six months maybe.”
     
    “Oooohhhh,” I coo. “I’m going to enjoy this.”
     
    “But not for very long, I’m afraid,” Charlie says with another of his small smiles.
     
    “You just let me worry about that,” I purr in the most seductive voice I can manage. As Charlie moves his glasses from the bed to the bedside table, I take him into my embrace. I reach around him from behind to begin unbuttoning his shirt. I don’t know if it is because of the danger and how Charlie has protected me or the fact that he is unlike any other man I have taken to my bed, but I am as turned on as I have ever been. I need Charlie like no man that I can remember.
     
    When he turns back to me, I practically attack him. I have always liked to fuck and I don’t mean making love. I mean, Come on. Let’s get it on. Bang the shit out of me. Fucking.
     
    Charlie muscles me off of him before rolling me over and pinning me to the bed. I stare at him, silently challenging him to try to subdue me. As I look into his face, I see something there I have never seen in another lover: tenderness and compassion. He has a softness in his face that dulls the sharp edge of my need.
     
    Charlie stares at me for several long moments. He looks at me as if he is trying to memorize every detail of my face. Then, with infinite slowness he lowers his lips to mine. I realize the need is still there, but the raging beast within me is tamed by that look. I still want Charlie. I desperately want him, but I realize I don’t want to fuck him. I want more than just the satisfaction of the flesh. I can feel my very being relax, as we share the best kiss I have ever had. It’s long, slow…and dare I say it? Loving.
     
    As he pulls back from the kiss, he smiles at me again before releasing my hands. He says nothing, as he begins to slowly unbutton my shirt. His lips and tongue follow the ever widening gap. I can feel my breathing speed up as his ministrations begin to amplify my need.
     
    Charlie kisses and licks. Each touch of his lips and tongue finds a point of pleasure. In the length of time it takes him to slowly remove my shirt and bra, I would normally have some guys cock inside of me; but, this is better. This is so much better.
     
    His tongue swirls around my breast, teasing the nipple to erection with the most erotic of tortures. His hand is busy, loosening my pants. As soon as I feel the button become free, Charlie begins to kiss his way down my body, taking his time. I marvel at his steel-like control. If I had been six months without sex, I would be screaming by now. Hell, it’s only been a couple of weeks for me and I still feel like screaming with what Charlie is doing to me. But Charlie takes his time, winding me