Ryan Michele - Seduce Me

As I lay in bed with G.T. wrapped around me tight, I feel safe, protected and loved. Something I’ll never get tired of.

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“Wake up Angel.” G.T.’s words whisper in my ear and my eyes flutter open to the most beautiful blue ones I’ve ever seen.

“Morning.” I whisper and grin.

“We’re going out riding today. Get ready.” It’s been so long since I’ve been on the back of a bike. G.T. was cleared to ride a while ago, but he didn’t want me on the back yet until he got his bearings. I’m guessing he got himself together. Excitement races through me. “Damn girl. Don’t break your damn neck.” He jokes watching me pull out my jeans and leathers practically falling to the ground. I dash into the bathroom braiding my hair down my back and wrapping it up tight. I apply just a bit of makeup, knowing I’ll more than likely sweat it off.

Walking out of the bathroom, G.T. pulls his boots up and laces them. His eyes meet mine and a sexy whistle caresses his lips. “Damn Angel. You look fucking hot.” I blush, my body getting flushed. “But there are two things missing.” I look down at my leathers; boots and jacket are all exactly where they should be. Nothing is missing.

“What?” I question and look over to G.T. on bended knee in front of me. I gasp my hand slapping my mouth, tears spring to my eyes and my gaze falls onto a very sparkly ring in G.T.’s hand. “Oh. My. God.” I mutter, my eyes focus on his. Inside of them, love is bursting through, sucking me in like a vise.

“Angel. I love you. I’ve loved you for so many years and I need to make this official. I want you by my side always. I want you in my bed next to me every night. I want you to be my wife. I need you to be my wife. Will you marry me?” I stand there stunned. My lips try to move, but nothing comes out and I think I may have forgotten how to breathe. Years, I have loved this man and now he will really be mine. I never thought this day would come. Never thought he would want this step. Always dreamed he would, but never thought it would be a reality. And here it is, staring me in the face. G.T.’s eyes are pleading with me, but there is one thing that needs to be clear.

“It’ll be only me from now on. No one else touches you, ever.” I say with all the confidence I can muster, but it comes out breathy, the shock still evident. But he needs to answer this question. It’s too important.

“Absolutely baby. There is no one else for me. You are it. You are the reason I breathe. You are the reason I live. I love you.” He smiles and my breath leaves my body again and I suddenly feel a bit dizzy. I close my eyes pulling myself back together, as much as I can.

“Yes.” I find my voice, but it’s quiet and croaky. My entire body shakes and there is no way to control it.

He smiles showing me his beautiful dimples and I want to lick them. He reaches out and grabs my shaking left hand pulling it up to his lips and kissing my ring finger. He slides the gorgeous ring on to my finger and I breathe in deep, blowing it out slowly. The diamond is square and encased in the band which is either white gold or platinum, I’m not sure which. Small diamonds are embedded in the band going all the way around. It is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

“I picked this ring so you could still wear your gloves because I plan on having you on the back of my bike every damn chance I get. And I’m a selfish bastard and want it on your damn finger even when you’re working on an engine, gloves will protect it.” He smiles seductively and kisses the diamond he just placed on my finger.

“It’s beautiful.” I pause. “The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Thank you.” I stare into his crystal eyes; he stands and his full lips slam to mine, passion and love exploding though his kiss. His hands encase my face and I pull my hands up resting them on his. This kiss is tender and loving and special. I give him all of me down to my soul.

He pulls away, both of us breathless. “One more thing.” His forehead presses to mine far too briefly as he lets go and heads to the closet opening the door wide. My eyes travel to his delectable ass, my mouth becoming dry. I lick my lips; the taste of cherries exploding on my tongue. He bends down and turns around with a large white box in his hands. My body begins to sweat. I know what is inside that box. It’s amazing that the ring knocked me on my ass, but this, this just feels like too much.

He slowly pulls the top off of the box and pulls the tissue paper away. I stop breathing and stare at the beautiful work in front of me. A gorgeous black leather rag with intricate crisscross ties around the edges lay in the box. G.T. picks it up by the shoulders holding it up. The patch on the front says Angel and I blush. He turns it around and my mouth goes dry. On the back is the Ravage top rocker just like his and on the bottom it reads ‘Property of G.T.’

I don’t even bother trying to stop the tears or even when I break into sobs. He really is mine. “I had this made for you. It’s time for you to be my wife and my ol’ lady.”

I nod my head unable to formulate the words and try to control my breathing. “Time to put it on Angel.” I slip out of my current jacket and turn around for G.T., who slides the soft leather across my body. It smells of leather and oil and I relish in its smoothness under my fingertips.

I turn around and smile at him wiping my face dry. “What do ya think?” I say my voice regaining some of its punch.

“I think you are the most beautiful fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my life.” He pulls me close crashing his lips to mine and I can’t breathe. He sucks every bit of air out of my body and my knees grow weak. He wraps his arm around my waist holding me tight to him and I clutch onto his shoulders feeling his muscles flex under my touch. He pulls away looking into my eyes.

“When we get back, I’m fucking you all night long. I will be so damn deep in that tight body, you will always know you are mine. My girl. My ol’ lady.” Shivers rake my body and I smile up at him wanting that more than words could say.

“Is that a threat or a promise?” I tease, biting my lower lip and looking up at him batting my eyelashes.

“A fucking promise. Let’s go before we are really fucking late and they start pounding on the damn door.” I nod and check my makeup, thankful I didn’t put much on. I slap some cherry lip gloss on smacking my lips together. G.T. holds his hand out and I take it happily, shutting and locking the door behind us.

We walk into the main room to cheers. The core brothers of Ravage and their ol’ ladies stand around smiling knowingly. Harlow comes barreling through the crowd moving people out of her way. “Let me see.” She yanks my hand eyeing the beautiful ring. “It’s gorgeous.” She looks up at her brother. “You did good.”

“You didn’t see it?” I ask because surely he ran it by his sister. Right?

“No. Jackass here wouldn’t let anyone see it, so don’t be surprised if you get mauled with everyone wanting to see it.”

He shrugs. “I wanted you to be the first to see it, Angel.” My sweet, sweet biker man.

“Come here!” Ma yells pushing Harlow out of the way. She is the only woman on this planet that could get away without a fist to the jaw. I go willingly into her open arms and embrace her whole-heartedly. “I am so damn happy right now. You make him so happy and that’s all I ever wanted for him. But for you, I’ve always thought of you as a daughter, now we get to make it legal.” I choke back the tears. I will not cry anymore. Even happy tears.

“Turn!” Harlow says loudly and I know what she wants. I slowly pull away from Ma and turn making my leather shown to the world. More whistles and hollers come from the group around me. Then they are all on both G.T. and myself, every ol’ lady and brother taking their turns hugging us and kissing us on our cheeks.

Becs is one of the last ones to come up to me. He wraps his arms around me and I breathe in deep, pulling him tight to me. He leans in close to my ear. “Your dad would be so happy for you girl.” I nod into his shoulder. “Your man went and talked to your dad.” I pull away looking into his elated eyes.

“What?”

He smiles. “He went and talked to Bam. He’s a good man, Angel.” I close my eyes and let the words sink in.

“Angel.” I whisper.

“Club name after all.” Becs says kissing me on the cheek and falling back in with the crowd. I turn and see G.T. talking to Dagger. I know I shouldn’t. But I can’t help myself. I charge towards him and jump into his arms. He catches me and I latch my lips onto his, wrapping my hands through his hair and pulling him as close as I can. His hands grip my ass and pulls me tight to him.

“Alright you two.” Pops calls and I pull away from G.T. His lips are swollen from mine, making me smile. “If we don’t ride now, we’ll never go.”

Everyone nods and I set off for a ride with my family.

“Thanks.” Pops shakes hands with Lambrouni’s men followed by Becs and myself. A man sits in the chair, his head slumped down, hands bound behind him and feet bound together. The black bag over his head conceals his face.

“Dagger.” Pops says, lifting his chin. Dagger walks over to the man kicking him on his foot.

“Wake the fuck up.” The man jumps and starts in with a bunch of gibberish that none of us understands. Pops nods to Rhys who leaves and brings back the asshole otherwise known as Jace. He stumbles in, his face battered and bruised. I’d be surprised if anyone even recognized his ass. Not that I give a shit.

His eyes flick over to the man with the bag, who is continually mumbling. “Did you miss your daddy dearest?” Dagger asks grabbing the man’s head and pulling it back.