He tsks his tongue. “You know what name to use when I fuck you. Who is fucking you right now?”
A bolt of pleasure hits me when I realize what he is asking.
“You are fucking me, Colin. My old man. My protector. My everything,” I manage to moan out.
“Fuck, I love my name on your lips. This is going to be quick, so I need you to get there. I refuse to come without you,” he tells me.
I don’t want him to come without me either. I have gotten used to the orgasms he forces on my body.
He starts thrusting faster, the pressure building, but it isn’t enough. Then he reaches around and strums my clit, his chest to my back as he continues to move his hips.
It has an inferno raging inside of me. My entire body feels alive.
When I finally come, his name is on my tongue.
“Colin.”
I can hear him murmuring things to me, but my ears have grown cloudy. My entire body is resting on the bike, his hands on my hips the only thing keeping me standing.
I don’t know how long we stand there like that, but when he finally pulls out and helps me clean up, I feel like a new woman, like the Jane from before was laid to rest, and emerging from this empty field is a new and better version of myself. One that Mac brought out in me.
“Do you know how sexy it was to fuck you while looking at my name on your back? I will never get used to it. Promise me you will wear the jacket often,” he tells me, pulling me into his arms.
“If it gets me this, I will wear it daily,” I promise. That has him growling.
We don’t make it home for several hours.
It’s dinnertime when we pull back up to the house. I can see Smoke grilling while the kids still play. Gunner and Sloane are here, along with Jagger, Bear, and Kelly. Tank pops out of the house, smiling at us before taking Smoke a beer.
This is my family.
As soon as we step off the bike, Emily comes running.
“Mommy, Kelly is teaching me how to do a cartwheel. Come look.”
Emily grabs Jane by the hand and pulls her away. Jane shoots me a coy grin as she tries to adjust her pants. She might be sore for a few days, but it’ll remind her of how good it felt.
As she turns to walk away, my eyes drift down to her back.
Property of Mac.
Fuck me.
It almost doesn’t feel real. Hell, I don’t know if I’ll ever get tired of seeing my name across her back.
I start to head toward my brothers when Tanner comes up to me.
“Can we talk?” he asks, sounding nervous.
I look over to everyone, but no one is paying attention to us.
“Let’s go inside.”
I lead him inside and sit on the couch.
“What did you want to discuss?” I ask him.
He looks nervous. “Will Evan be an issue? I heard the news. He is going to court. They said Mom would have to testify. Can I testify for her? I saw it all. She doesn’t need to do that.”
