[MC #1] Biker's Treasure [Ghost Series Part 2]

Chapter 19 - Michelle

I look like a zombie.

I stare at my reflection in the mirror, noting the dark circles under my eyes, the paleness of my skin and the mess I used to call hair.

"Precious?" I hear John's worried voice from the bedroom, but I don't have the energy to face him now.

"Precious, what's wrong?" I forgot to lock the door!!!

"John, please." I turn away from him, so he doesn't see my face.

I feel his arms go around my waist and knees before he carries me back to the bed.

"Precious, it's been long enough, don't you think?" John settles me in his lap as he sits on the edge of his bed. "Look at me, Michelle." Uh oh, he used my name.

I glance at John's handsome face, getting a soft smile from him. "There is my beautiful girl. – he grins affectionately – Talk to me, Precious, you've been like this for a month already."

I drop my head, or at least attempt to, since he cups my face and makes me look into his eyes.

"I'm... worried. That Ranger guy is still out there... And you couldn't find him... and... now he's... gone..." I manage to say through sobs.

"Shh, we'll find him, baby, we will." He assures me, but it still does nothing to calm me down.

After Blake contacted his mom about that Ranger guy, he, John and Gun went there 'for a visit'. But by the time they reached the hospital, Ranger was gone. And no one knows where he is. Key is working on it with Finn, who works in IT and is good with computers. Tyson and some of his guys already left, since they have a company to run, but Finn, Cole and Kian stayed behind to help with catching the guy.

But we got nothing.

John stays quiet, just cradling me in his arms, rocking us slightly, and I bury my face in his chest.

"What do those people want from me?! I did nothing wrong! I never even heard of this Ranger before!!!" I scream in despair. I can't take it anymore!

"I don't know, babygirl, but we'll find out when we catch him. Please don't torture yourself like this, I don't want you getting sick. I love you too much to watch you hurt yourself." I almost melt in his arms. I've been so terrible to him for the last month, closing myself off from him, but he's still so sweet and loving.

"I love you so much. I'm sorry I treated you so badly. I'm just-"

"Shh, it's okay. I understand. Just don't cut me off again, okay? I want to be there for you." He gives me a kiss and I reciprocate with fervor. I've missed him, his touch, his smell, his kisses. I want this man, badly.

John picks me up, not taking his lips off mine, and moves up the bed, gently laying me on the soft surface, hovering over me.

"Don't tempt me, Precious, I won't be able to stop if we continue." He pulls away, staring at me.

"Then don't." I bravely tell him, pulling him back to me, claiming his lips again.

"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you." John pulls away again, gazing at me. I love how caring he is, but right now I'm getting pissed off.

"Yes, God, YES! I want to be yours. I love you." John just smiles at me mischievously, then assaults my neck with his lips, nipping at the soft skin, before trailing kisses down my chest. Without further ado, he rips off my shirt, leaving my big breasts bare for him to see. I always hated how big they are, but John seems to appreciate my generous anatomy, burying his face between my boobs before sucking on my nipples one after another, like a man starved. He keeps kneading them as his mouth moves down my stomach all the way to the waistband of my shorts.