“Noted,” he responded through gritted teeth. His eyes were fixed on the spot where our bodies were now joined as he followed my directions perfectly. A little too perfect, but I couldn’t bitch at him for doing what I said. “Fuck baby, so damn tight. Never felt like someone was going to squeeze my dick off inside their body.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. Apparently, he wasn’t turned off by what we were doing. He cursed, stilling halfway into my body. I ran my hand up and down his arm, telling him to take his time. Eventually, he let out a deep breath and started moving again.
When he was fully seated inside of me, I freed my other arm and spread my hands over his back, holding him tight. “There’s no hurry, Daddy. Take your time.”
“Don’t want to go slow, but can’t move either,” he rambled. “Fuck, I didn’t think you’d be this tight.”
Once he was sure he wouldn’t come the second he thrust into me again, John set a slow, steady pace. In and out, our bodies rocking together as one. The entire time, he was kissing me and whispering his gratitude against my neck. It might have only been a few minutes, or it could have been an hour; I had no clue.
“Come for me, princess. Let me feel what that pretty ass of yours can do,” he urged me. His rhythm faltered as I jerked my cock. It only took a few more strokes before I was shooting all over my chest. He threw his head back and unleashed the beast. There was no more slow—no more sweet and tender. This was raw and primal and exactly how I envisioned him when he lost control. “Fuck! I’m—oh shit—baby, that ass…”
His body collapsed on top of mine as his orgasm faded. I held him close when he tried to move off of me. “Don’t. Stay.”
“As long as you’ll let me,” he promised.
That was the moment I knew I was truly fucked if I thought I’d ever be able to walk away. My heart was his, and I didn’t want it back.
14
John
“Where the fuck you been? We needed you the other night and your trailer was empty,” Stephen complained as soon as I opened my car door.
“It’s good to see you, too, brother,” I quipped. I’d known this day was coming, but I hadn’t prepared myself for it. It was easy to ignore my real life when I drove Mav home from work every night and fell into bed next to him.
It was easier that way, I told myself. After Theron had invited me to stay as long as I needed to take care ofmy boy, I couldn’t bring myself to leave him. Late-night phone calls to reassure him I hadn’t wrapped my car around a tree wouldn’t cut it anymore.
“Work’s been busy,” I told him truthfully. The club was busier than ever, and most nights we had a waiting list. That worked well for both sides of the club, even if those who were going to play later didn’t drink much. “Everything okay?”
“No, everything’s not okay,” Stephen growled. My brother didn’t do subtle well. As in, he didn’t take the fucking hint that I didn’t want to talk about club business with him. He followed me to my trailer, slamming the door open when I let it shut behind me. “There’s some weird shit going on. Ralphie swore he heard something coming from the woods.”
“Uh, did you rocket scientists ever stop to think it might have been…oh, I don’t know…a wild fucking animal?” I peeled off my shirt and tossed it towards the mesh laundry bag.
Big. Fucking. Mistake.
“Damn, little brother! I didn’t know you had it in you.” Stephen let out a low whistle as he stepped closer. It took me exactly one second too long to figure out what he was talking about. In my defense, I didn’t look at my back all that often. “Guess that question’s answered. Who’s the chick? Anyone I know?”
“Why do you assume…it would be someone you’ve met?”
Real fucking smooth, Miller.I hoped like hell he hadn’t heard the pause. I’d damn near asked him why he assumed I was with a woman, but of course he would. In over forty years, I’d never once given him a reason to think otherwise.
“But back to whatever has Ralphie spooked,” I said, steering the conversation away from the love bites all over my damn back. “I’m assuming you’re bright enough tonotpester me on my night off for an animal in the woods.”
“Hell no, you’d never let me live that shit down,” Stephen scoffed. “But there was light, too. It was like a flashlight.”
“Hikers?” I offered, even though I doubted it. They would have been hella lost to wind up anywhere near our place. And if they had, they likely would have come up to ask for help.
“I don’t think so.” Stephen pursed his lips. “Some of the guys went out trying to see if they could find anything, but whatever it was, by the time they caught up to where we saw the flashlight, they were gone.”
“So again, what in the fuck did you need me for?” I stuffed more of my dirty laundry into the bag. When I’d mentioned taking it into town, Mav suggested I bring it to the house so we could watch a movie while the washer and dryer were running.
Pretty soon, Theron would have to start charging me rent for the utilities and food we ate. As soon as the thought crossed my mind, I declared it a good one. Not ideal, by any means, but as a stopgap until we could find a place of our own. If there was hinky shit going on out here, there was no way in hell I was bringing my boy back on the property.
“Get your shit together and meet me in the bar,” Stephen ordered.
“I’m not one of your prospects,Stevie,” I growled, purposely using the nickname I knew he hated. He’d threatened to castrate me one night when I’d let it slip in front of the club. I wanted to tell him I didn’t have time to toss back a few cold ones and shoot the shit, but that would have brought him back to the only topic I wanted to talk about less than whatever he had on his mind.
“Just fucking do it.” He shoved my door open so hard it bounced off the side of the trailer and smacked him in the ass.
