Consumed: A Devil Chaser's MC Romance by L Wilder Page A

last couple of days, and I’m afraid she might have a cold. I don’t want you to catch it,” Tessa said nervously.
    “You didn’t mention that she had a fever earlier. What’s going on? There’s something you’re not telling me,” I told her. I could tell from the expression on her face that she was hiding something from me.
    “Do you always have to think the worst?” she said flippantly. “She has a cold. I don’t want you to catch it. End of story . Izzie can stay with you another night.”
    “Whatever, Tessa. It’s not like I don’t know when you’re trying to keep something from me, but I’ll let it go this time. Just holler if you change your mind.”
    “Thanks, Court. Get some rest. You’ve had a long day,” Tessa said as she quickly walked towards the door.
    “Okay, boss lady. Whatever you say,” I told her sarcastically. I’d figure out what she was hiding later. I was too tired to argue with her right then. I wanted to feel closer to Bobby, so I grabbed one of his oversized t-shirts from his drawer. I tossed my bra over the chair before I slipped it over my head.
    I crawled into his bed, and Bobby’s scent surrounded me as I pulled the covers over me. God, I missed him. I couldn’t wait for him to get back home. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him staring back at me. I tossed and turned for hours before I was finally able to fall asleep.
    I was startled awake when I felt the bed dip down beside me. I quickly turned and found Bobby lying there. I couldn’t believe that he was really home. I reached over and ran my hand across his face, needing to be sure that it was really him.
    A smile spread across his face as he said, “Hey, baby.”
    “You came back,” I whispered.
    “Nothing could keep me away from you,” he whispered as he leaned over and pressed his lips against mine. I wrapped my hands around his neck, pulling him closer to me. He slowly lifted himself on top of me, pressing his body against mine. I’d missed the warmth of him more than I’d realized. Without thinking, I reached for the hem of his shirt and tried to pull it over his head. He winced in pain when the shirtsleeve tugged at his arm.
    “Oh, God! Your arm… I’m sorry. I didn’t....” I started, but he didn’t let me continue. Instead, his mouth crashed against mine, making me forget what I was about to say. I let out a low moan as his hands slowly roamed over my body. Every kiss, every touch set my soul on fire.
    “I missed you,” Bobby groaned. He lifted his body from mine just long enough to remove his jeans and toss them to the floor. When he leaned back over me, I gently ran my fingers over the bandage that was wrapped around his arm. The reality of what could have happened to him crashed down over me. If that bullet had hit him just a few inches closer to his chest, he wouldn’t have even been there with me. My heart ached just thinking about it.
    “I’m okay, Court,” he whispered, brushing the tears from my cheek.
    I brought my hands up to his chest and trailed my fingertips over the defined muscles of his abdomen. My eyes roamed over his body, stopping when our eyes met. His gaze was filled with lust, and it made my body tense with need. I squirmed below him, craving his touch. He put his hands under my knees and pulled me closer to him, pressing his erection against me. He brushed his hard cock against my clit as he asked, “Are you ready for me, baby?”
    “Yes,” I cried out.
    My fingers twisted in the sheets as he brought my knees up to his chest, driving into me with one deep thrust. My head flew back as he rocked back and forth, grinding against me. Each move was slow and deliberate. He was driving me wild with anticipation. I felt his rough, calloused fingers as his hands eased under my shirt and pulled it up to expose my breasts. He bent over me, taking my breast in his hand and latching his mouth onto my nipple. He flicked his tongue back and forth over my hard flesh, sending