It was thanks to Ward. The thoughtful, charming, badass biker who cooked and cleaned and asked too many questions and made me laugh.

I nodded, but I did it while arching my neck. Leaning into him. Stretching enough that my lips brushed against his.

Lightly.

Barely a graze.

When I shrank back, Ward followed. His lips skimmed mine before he asked, “Wanna tell me about it?”

That time, I pressed my mouth to his fully but for barely a second. “No.”

Butterflies erupted in my chest. My breasts. My sex.

Giddiness bubbled in my veins, the effervescence making me feel like I could float away.

Another kiss, that time with Ward’s mouth teasing the corner of mine. “Tell me to stop, neighbor.”

It was such a gruff, firm order that I almost obeyed.

Almost.

But I didn’t want to. Not even a little.

His breaths came in sharp pants, his hold tightening.

One beat.

Two.

Oh shit.

14. Finally

CHAPTER 14

FINALLY

MAC

Moving suddenly, Ward used his grip on my sides to shift me from his thigh to the middle of his lap. His hard-on pressed against my ass. My lips parted, my own breathing ragged at the feel of it. When it jerked in response, I realized the long length of it was stretched down his other thigh.

Holy shit, that can’t be real.

No wonder he wouldn’t let me move my feet up his leg. Even at his knees, I was probably dangerously close to touching it.

Spearing his hand into my hair, he cupped the back of my head and held me in place. He nipped my bottom lip between his teeth, slowly dragging it to release it. “Say it, Mac. Tell me to stop.”

I remained silent.

“Fuckin’ stubborn woman,” he growled.

And then he kissed me.

Not a graze. Not a quick touch. Not a teasing brush.

He took my mouth, his tongue pushing in to feel and taste and dominate. There was so much urgency in his kiss. So much need and desire. It was echoed in my own as I gave as good as I got, my tongue dancing with his. Fighting for more.

Demanding it.

This is Ward.

I’m kissing Ward.

No.

He’s kissing me.

It was surreal. But at the same time…

Finally.

All logic and doubts and reason disappeared in the hazy lust that filled my head. I squeezed my thighs, shifted restlessly, and tried to get the friction I desperately needed.

Not finding it, I moved to straddle him and would’ve fallen backward in my awkward angling.

“Careful, baby,” he muttered, helping me swing a leg over before returning his mouth to mine.

But the moment was broken.

I’d ruined it.