Tempting Trouble (Highway Reapers Motorcycle Club Book 1) by Sophia Hampton Page B

excited, and she really didn’t know why. She’d gotten her first orgasm with another person out of the way, so there was nothing she should be all worked up about.
     
    “What do you think you know about me?” She was surprised at his quick change in mood from regular Joe to smooth talking sexy guy, but she liked that he was willing to do so much to get her mind off of his predicament.
     
    “I made a living figuring people out, sweetheart.” He guided her to stand against the wall, and he directed her to put her foot on the chair next to her. She felt wanton and decadent standing there open for his perusal.
     
    “Alright then, tell me what you think you know.”
     
    He kept his eyes on her as he lowered himself to the floor in front of her, and all she wanted to do was grab his head and guide his mouth to the wet folds of her pussy, but she was trying to wait him out. Starting with kisses on her inner thigh Tyson worked his way up towards where she wanted him to be getting painfully close but then backing away.
     
    “No hands,” Tyson said when he could see she was clutching and releasing air trying to stop herself from assisting him.
     
    “Why?”
     
    “Because you like being directed, but you also like to go against what you are being directed to do. You’re a paradox so full of contradictions I’m sure you’ve worn people out who were trying to find out what you like. You’re tough but caring, and stubborn but soft hearted.” After his little run down of who he thought she was, there wasn’t much she could do but gasp. There were people who’d known her for years and didn’t put that much thought into who she was. “You also like a challenge. You want a man who can take charge, but you like the power of taking the control back.”
     
    When she was standing there shocked and amazed, he used his hand to expose her throbbing clit as he sucked her into his mouth. It felt like heaven, and she was unable to follow the simple instructions he’d told her. Her hands flew into his hair, and she held him to her like he was going to move away, although he showed no signs of wanting to get up.
     
    He was good at reading her in a lot of different ways from watching how she moaned and moved as he sped up and slowed down the action of playing her body like an instrument to listening to her and figuring out what makes her tick. She felt like she was being pulled into his charm, and where she was concerned about his well-being as a person, she was also starting to care about him as a man. Her man… and she wasn’t sure if he was the star to hitch her wagon to. He had issues – big ones – and she should be trying to be issue free as long as she could. It was already going against her plan to stay out of trouble when she agreed to work with Bruce, but she’d done it for the money. Not unlike Tyson as she wanted to believe. This job was a gamble in and of itself, so she couldn’t fault the man on his knees in front of her for reaching for the pie in the sky but also wanting the steak on his plate while he waits.
     
    He smiled as he ate her, and she was fascinated by that.
     
    “Why are you smiling?” she asked him as she tried to stop from panting, but failed miserably.
     
    “You make me want to smile, and I can’t tell you how long it’s been that I just felt like doing it. Plus I love making you moan. Your sweet pussy gets wetter, and you get louder when you are doing something you’ve been told not to do. You are a little rebel, and you get off on it,” he said between sucking kisses as he acted like her hands gripping his hair was of no consequence to him. She swore that made her hotter.
     
    She was bucking and riding his mouth, and he coaxed her with his teeth and tongue. It would have been easier if she’d have been laying down, but deep down she knew he had learned enough about her to know she’d like it a little tricky. She didn’t want it easy, and she was almost ready to explode when