Rider (Defenders M.C. Book 3) Eleven Rider opened his eyes and closed them again. He was hallucinating again, he had to be. How many times had he seen her and she had disappeared when he’d reached for her? How many times had it all been a trick of the mind? How many times had his hand almost touched her… He cracked his eyes open again and let himself study her. Even if it was just a trick, he still craved the sight of her. She moved and Rider stopped breathing. Her beautiful green eyes opened and he couldn’t move.“Rider? Are you alright? Are you in pain? Should I call for the nurse?” Her voice was better than the drug that took him to heaven. “Are you real this time? Are you really here?” She smiled. “This time?” “You always disappear when I reach for you. Are you real this time? Will you stay?” She walked to him. Placed her hand in his and squeezed tight. “I’m real. I came to see you, but they won’t let me stay.” “Are you hurt Lizzie? Did those fuckers hurt you?” “No. I’m okay. They didn’t touch me, okay?” Rider nodded. “I’m so sorry Lizzie. I’m sorry for all of it. I thought if I left you would find someone who deserved you, but it killed me to leave you. It fucking killed me. I had to though. There was no place for me there anymore, not the way I was. My own brothers looked at me like I was a fucking traitor. I couldn’t take that shit anymore. Now this…” He remembered hearing that she was safe. Preach had told him, but he hadn’t believed it until now. “I know. You can’t worry about it now though Rider. You have to get better. I wanted to see you. I wanted to show you that I’m alright, but I have to go back home. I just had to see you. I hope you don’t mind.” “I don’t mind.” He let out a humorless laugh. Damn Lizzie, I have been wanting to see you since I left you. Please tell me you know how full of shit I was that morning and that you know I was just pushing you.” “I think I’ve figured that out.” “Good. I know I hurt you though. I’m not real good with apologies, but I am sorry I hurt you Lizzie.” “I know.” She took a deep breath and let go of some of the hurt. “You can’t just come home Rider. You need help.” “I know. Lacey found a place for me to get it. She said the worst part is over, but she wants me to check into a hospital for a while. If she can beat the charges anyway.” He shrugged, but it meant something that she cared. “I’ll be here when you get out, of you still want me to be. There are things I need to tell you too. I have changed. You may not want me anymore.” Rider felt his eyes water again. “I want you Lizzie. I’ve always wanted you and I don’t mean that I just want to fuck you.&nb [ fus wsp; I can’t give you babies Lizzie and I’ll never be the man you need, but I want to be. Nothing you can say will change it. Not ever.” “It’s enough Rider. I just want you. I just need to be with you.” “What about Spec?” “Spec was fun, but that’s all we were to each other. We both knew it when we began. We are good friends that just needed more sometimes.” She shrugged as if it made perfect sense. “I won’t give up his friendship, but I could be persuaded to give up the extra.” He laughed then. “Well that nerdy little shit can’t beat me in bed so I’m not real worried.” “You’d be surprised.” Lizzie raised her brows. Rider pulled her in and kissed her. She tasted like watermelon candy and smelled like some kind of flowery shampoo. He wrapped his arms around her until he was sure he was crushing her, but she didn’t protest. The feel of her breasts pressed against his chest had him groaning. She kissed him back and when he started to let her go she pulled him back again. His body reacted to her almost painfully. “Fuck. If we weren’t in this damned hospital I’d have you stripped and on your back right fucking now.” Lizzie was breathless. “I’d let you too.” Rider smacked her ass and pulled her up onto the bed until she was straddling him. He gripped her hips and ground himself into the cleft of her legs. “Shit, no woman does this to me like you do.” Lizzie threw her head back and laughed. “Every woman does this to you.” She rode him slowly until he thought he would die. “Why the fuck didn’t you wear a skirt. Damn it to hell.” He ran his hands up her body and cupped her breasts. He squeezed hard enough to make her catch her breath. “Take this off and let me see your tits Lizzie.” Her eyes rounded. “I can’t do that!” She smacked at his hands, but didn’t fight him when he lifted her shirt. He pulled her cups down so he could pull her breasts free. He stared at them until the nipples hardened and she groaned. “I can’t wait to have you again. Best damn night of my whole fucking life.” Lizzie fixed her clothes and climbed off the bed. “Soon. I think we need to get to know each other first. I have changed. I’m serious when I say that Rider.” “I’m different too Lizzie. I’ve finally grown the fuck up.
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