“Come here.” I sat down and tugged her back onto my lap. “We’ll go slow and you can set the pace.”
She straddled me with her legs around my hips and wrapped her arms behind my neck. My cock laid thick and heavy between us, nudging into her belly. I’d never been so turned on before. Ashley was everything… the perfect blend of beauty and brains with a wicked sense of humor and a mouth made for sin.
I reached up to loosely wrap one hand around her neck and tug her closer to me. My mouth sought hers, eager to taste her again and desperate to claim her and finally make her mine, all mine.
She lifted her hips and notched the head of my cock at her slit. Then she eased down onto me, pulling the breath from my lungs. Tight, wet heat surrounded my cock. Her tits smashed against my chest, her nipples round and hard. I wanted to drive into her and show her what kind of effect she had on me, but I held back.
Her hips rose and fell, taking me deeper and deeper each time until I lost track of everything but the sound of our bodies grinding together. Fucking music to my ears.
I held on, forcing myself to wait before I gave in to the promise of release. My girl was close again. I could tell by the glazed look in her eyes. I slipped my hand between us and pressed on her clit while I lowered my head and sucked a pert nipple into my mouth.
Her breath quickened.
Scraping my teeth over her nipple, I waited until she hovered on the edge before I pulled back. I needed to see her come. Needed to see the look in her eyes as I made her mine.
She dug her fingers into my shoulders and came down on me hard. Fuck, I was so deep inside her. Her pussy clenched around me, milking my cock. Her chest heaved and she let out a low moan as she shattered into pieces.
When her hips stilled, I gently laid her back on the bed. I’d been holding myself in check, making sure she got exactly what she needed before I fully claimed her.
She smiled up at me, drunk on the after effects of her orgasms. Those were only the first of many I planned to give her. With my cock still buried deep inside her, I wrapped my fingers around her wrists and pinned them over her head. Then I pistoned my hips, fully seating my cock inside her before slowly pulling almost all the way out.
Her hips shifted, taking me even deeper. I found my rhythm and drove into her with the sole intent of making her mine. Mine for tonight. Mine for tomorrow. Mine for forever.
Pulses of pleasure rocketed through me as I spilled my seed into her. “You belong to me now, Baby Girl.”
“Yes.” She nodded. “We belong to each other.”
CHAPTER8
ASHLEY
After,he gently cleaned me up with a warm washcloth and grabbed a clean blanket from his closet. Then he held me tight against his chest and drifted off to sleep. Even with everything going on around town, I’d never felt as safe as I did in his arms. I didn’t want to close my eyes because I didn’t want to miss a single moment.
With the late afternoon light filtering in through the shades, he looked so peaceful. In sleep, his features relaxed. He wasn’t the fierce warrior who’d battled every Sunday on a football field or the hardened biker whose heart was filled with the need for revenge. The worry lines that etched across his forehead softened.
He was just Thunder.
Just a man.
My man, I reminded myself. I wanted to pinch myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming, but didn’t want to risk waking him.
Someone pounded on the bedroom door. “Yo, Thunder. Atlas is back and wants an update.”
Thunder lifted his head off the pillow. “Fuck off. I’ll be down in a bit.”
Footsteps receded down the hall.
“Sorry about that.” He caressed my cheek with his fingertip. “They’re going to have a heyday when they realize you’ve been in here with me.”
A pang of worry sliced through my gut. He’d been pretty clear about making me his, but maybe I misread his intentions. Maybe he didn’t want to go public and planned on keeping me his dirty little secret from the rest of the club. “Do you want me to sneak out?”
“Sneak out?” He pushed up to a seated position and rubbed a hand over his beard. “Why would I want you to sneak out?”
I glanced at the floor where my wet clothes still laid in a pile. He’d never gotten around to putting them in the dryer. “If you want to keep things a secret?—”
“Baby Girl, why the hell would I want to do that?” His hands came up to cup my cheeks, and he stared into my eyes. “Are you having second thoughts about us?”
The bottom dropped out of my stomach. “No, not at all. I just thought…”
