Tip of the Spear: Devil Chasers (Lima Six Motorcycle Club Book 3) by Kathryn Thomas
Authors: Kathryn Thomas
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to thrust hard and fast on him. He clung to her, battling through the release as his orgasm soared.
Hearing Leo cry out softly as he held her tight was enough to push her over the edge into her own climax. As her release burned through her, she stilled her driving hips with a gasp, allowing her orgasm to flow. She felt Leo relax under her, his breath warm and erotic against her skin as he blew out a long breath. She tipped her head over and laid her cheek against his head, breathing deep, feeling as close to him as she had ever felt to anyone, ever. Once again she longed to tell him how she felt, but held her tongue, afraid of spoiling this special moment.
He held her, eyes closed, content in ways he couldn’t recall feeling before. As his breathing slowed, he could feel a smile tugging at his lips. He started to tell her how he felt but didn’t, unsure of her reaction and unwilling spoil the moment. He held her a moment longer before he slowly, gently, tumbled her to the bed. He followed the roll coming to rest hovering over her where he could stare into her eyes.
“What?” she asked as she reached up and touched his face.
He considered telling her what he was thinking, that he was falling hard for her, but refrained. He wasn’t sure why he couldn’t tell her, fear or rejection perhaps, but he simply smiled and kissed her softly. “Nothing. Just thinking about how far I have come since we… became lovers.”
She smiled. He had come a long way, the darkness that seemed to surround him no longer shadowed his eyes, and perhaps that was the greatest compliment of all. She slid her hand behind his head and pulled him to her breast, holding him there as her eyes closed in contentment until, wrapped in each other’s arms, warm and at peace, she slid slowly into sleep.
CHAPTER NINE
“Who is this?” Terrance Boyles, Jamie’s father, asked.
“Daddy, this is Leo. My friend that I told you about. Remember?”
“Where’s Will? Why doesn’t he come by and see me anymore?”
“Daddy… Will’s dead,” Jamie said softly. She didn’t know if it was a blessing or a curse that her dad was having a bad day and didn’t remember that Will had been killed.
“Dead?”
“Yes, Daddy. Don’t you remember? I told you.”
Terry stared at her a moment. “In the Marines?”
“No Daddy,” she said as she fought to hold her tears. “He was killed in the bar. Shot.”
This was the first time he had accompanied Jamie to visit her father, and Leo gritted his teeth. It wasn’t Mr. Boyles fault, but it was hurting him to watch Jamie relive her brother’s death again.
“How?” Terry asked.
“It was a robbery, sir,” Leo said. “Will died a hero. He saved the lives of everyone in the bar that night.” He looked to Jamie and saw her wipe at her eyes as she smiled at him.
Terry looked at Leo again. “He did?”
“Yes sir. You should be proud of your son.”
“William… he’s a good boy. I’m proud of him.” Terry looked down at the floor and blinked several times. “I didn’t have a chance to say goodbye. To tell him how proud I was of him. To tell him that his mother and I love him.”
“You did, sir. Right before. He knew,” Leo said, telling the man what he needed to hear. He stepped up to Terry. “It was my honor to know him and call him friend.”
Terry looked up at Leo, with tears in his eyes. “I’m… Have I met you before?”
“No sir,” Leo said standing before Terry and holding his hand out. Some things are so deeply instilled in a person that even Alzheimer's couldn’t completely cloud it, and Terry came to his feet and took Leo’s hand. “I asked Jamie to introduce me. I wanted to shake the hand of Will’s father.”
Jamie’s dad wasn’t that old but his Alzheimer’s had taken its toll and Leo was careful to not grip too tightly. “Have you met Laura?”
Leo looked to
Hearing Leo cry out softly as he held her tight was enough to push her over the edge into her own climax. As her release burned through her, she stilled her driving hips with a gasp, allowing her orgasm to flow. She felt Leo relax under her, his breath warm and erotic against her skin as he blew out a long breath. She tipped her head over and laid her cheek against his head, breathing deep, feeling as close to him as she had ever felt to anyone, ever. Once again she longed to tell him how she felt, but held her tongue, afraid of spoiling this special moment.
He held her, eyes closed, content in ways he couldn’t recall feeling before. As his breathing slowed, he could feel a smile tugging at his lips. He started to tell her how he felt but didn’t, unsure of her reaction and unwilling spoil the moment. He held her a moment longer before he slowly, gently, tumbled her to the bed. He followed the roll coming to rest hovering over her where he could stare into her eyes.
“What?” she asked as she reached up and touched his face.
He considered telling her what he was thinking, that he was falling hard for her, but refrained. He wasn’t sure why he couldn’t tell her, fear or rejection perhaps, but he simply smiled and kissed her softly. “Nothing. Just thinking about how far I have come since we… became lovers.”
She smiled. He had come a long way, the darkness that seemed to surround him no longer shadowed his eyes, and perhaps that was the greatest compliment of all. She slid her hand behind his head and pulled him to her breast, holding him there as her eyes closed in contentment until, wrapped in each other’s arms, warm and at peace, she slid slowly into sleep.
CHAPTER NINE
“Who is this?” Terrance Boyles, Jamie’s father, asked.
“Daddy, this is Leo. My friend that I told you about. Remember?”
“Where’s Will? Why doesn’t he come by and see me anymore?”
“Daddy… Will’s dead,” Jamie said softly. She didn’t know if it was a blessing or a curse that her dad was having a bad day and didn’t remember that Will had been killed.
“Dead?”
“Yes, Daddy. Don’t you remember? I told you.”
Terry stared at her a moment. “In the Marines?”
“No Daddy,” she said as she fought to hold her tears. “He was killed in the bar. Shot.”
This was the first time he had accompanied Jamie to visit her father, and Leo gritted his teeth. It wasn’t Mr. Boyles fault, but it was hurting him to watch Jamie relive her brother’s death again.
“How?” Terry asked.
“It was a robbery, sir,” Leo said. “Will died a hero. He saved the lives of everyone in the bar that night.” He looked to Jamie and saw her wipe at her eyes as she smiled at him.
Terry looked at Leo again. “He did?”
“Yes sir. You should be proud of your son.”
“William… he’s a good boy. I’m proud of him.” Terry looked down at the floor and blinked several times. “I didn’t have a chance to say goodbye. To tell him how proud I was of him. To tell him that his mother and I love him.”
“You did, sir. Right before. He knew,” Leo said, telling the man what he needed to hear. He stepped up to Terry. “It was my honor to know him and call him friend.”
Terry looked up at Leo, with tears in his eyes. “I’m… Have I met you before?”
“No sir,” Leo said standing before Terry and holding his hand out. Some things are so deeply instilled in a person that even Alzheimer's couldn’t completely cloud it, and Terry came to his feet and took Leo’s hand. “I asked Jamie to introduce me. I wanted to shake the hand of Will’s father.”
Jamie’s dad wasn’t that old but his Alzheimer’s had taken its toll and Leo was careful to not grip too tightly. “Have you met Laura?”
Leo looked to
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