I felt her let go as she screamed out my name my head fell back. the sun streaming down through the tree leaves into my eyes as my body bucked forward hard and fast. I screamed out that I was coming as my load blew hard and fast inside her tight pussy just as she let go. I felt her squirt over my cock, her walls clenching, and her pelvis rolled forward. She squeezes every last drop from my cock milking me dry with her walls as her nails dug into my back scratching down hard. I felt the skin break open.
“Arghhhhh, baby.” I called out at the sensation.
“So, you can take me scars and all wherever you go, Luca.” Her voice hits my eyes as she takes in air, slowing her breathing down. I fall down beside her and just lay there wrapped in her body. The sun is kissing our naked bodies and the wind is cooling our over-sensitive bodies heated with the aftermath of sex.
She turns into my body, her head on my chest as her nails draw small patterns over my back. Pushing the hair that has stuck to her face and shoulders damp from the sweet sweat of fucking away from her so I can kiss her skin. I feel her really let go and relax.
“I wanna stay like this forever,” she says her breath hot on my skin.
“We will, baby,” I say to her.
“Promise?” she asks me, and I look past her and out over the lake.
“Yes, I promise.” I fucking hope I can keep it, I think as she mumbles into my skin. My eyes grow heavy. It’s been a long few weeks and I'm fucked.
Waking a short while later she is fast asleep wrapped around my body like a snake. I hear my phone buzzing in my jeans that I kicked off and left strewn in the grass. Slipping my arm free from her body I check the time. Fuck me it’s 4pm.
“Babe wake up. We gotta ride back,” I say shaking her slightly. She murmurs and turns and clings tighter. I can’t help but laugh. She’s just too fucking perfect for a guy like me.
“Babe,'' I call again, slipping her body from mine. Her eyes open and her green pierces into my gray.
“What,'' she sasses pouting at me.
“Up. We gotta go.” I push my body up and pick up my jeans grabbing my phone that won’t shut up.
“What,” I snap out. Flame’s voice greets me. Listening to him bark orders at me I look over at my girl as she slips her body back into her clothing. My body is already missing her warmth and my cock is missing the vision of her naked on the grass.
“Yes. Yessaid, fuck, alright I'm coming back now.” Sliding the end call icon, I slam my phone back in my pocket and get dressed. I don't wanna go but duty calls and in the biker world you don't wait on no-one. Even the enforcer himself has rules, time frames and people to answer to.
“If you cut me, I will bleed. If you hurt me, I will cry. If you leave me, I will die,” she says linking her fingers through mine, stilling me as we reach my bike,
“Babe, what? Where did that come from?” grabbing her by her face and looking in her eyes.
“It's always been there just now I can tell you,” she says as a tear slips down her cheek from her beautiful eyes.
“Babe, don't cry,” I say to her as I kiss the tears away from her skin. Angry that loving me hurts her. Knowing that nothing is promised and that being with me, in love with me, causes pain to her beautiful soul.
“I won't,” I say into her hair as I pull her into me.
“I won’t, baby.” Pulling back I help her onto my bike. She just nods and nestles into me holding me tight as we ride back, and the night starts to sink in around us.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Viper
Gearing up in the room after a long shower. With her in it not too much showering went on but a lot of sex and touching, kissing and just devouring her whole body, mind and soul. Fuck, I feel bad. She’s going to be so fucking sore come morning light. I watch her flinch now at the smallest movements.
She's drying her hair sitting on my bed her eyes burning into my skin. “Make sure you come back to me. Ok?” she says out of nowhere cutting through the silence of the room.
My heart hurts “Fuck yes, I will, babe.” Striding over to her, “I want more of that sweet pussy of yours.” I wink. Joking is all I can do. Being crude is who I am when nervous.
“We will make it through this babe,” I say again trying to ease up the pain in her eyes as a knock sounds out at my door. T-minus 10 minutes, brother, Flames voice sounds from the other side of the door. I scoop my baby up and into my arms, kissing her hard before breaking and picking up the duffle bag. I grab the two pistols out and slid one of them into my holster and slip the other inside the waistband of my jeans. Grabbing my knife from my night stand I slip it my pocket. Opening the drawer, I grab the other knife and slide into the sheath that is strapped to the inside of my ankle.
We walk hand in hand outside. The other old ladies are kissing their men as the prospects load up the van. Chicas are out also. Capone and Saylor stand-off in the shadows. I know this because it’s where I once was with Senna.
Her hand tightens around mine as she shakes in the chill of the night, nerves wreaking havoc on her body. Mom kisses dad and Mrs A kisses Ace. I pull my girl tight into me.
“Hey. I'll be back before you know it, ok.” Kissing her hard not giving her a chance to ask me to promise her I’ve done enough of that today. This fucking feeling, I have I don't think I should lie to her right now.
