“You got it.”
“Because I want to peel you out of your clothes just as much as you want to peel me out of mine,” I rasped.
“Jesus, Katie, you wanna dial back the sexy a little while I’m driving?”
“Um, no, no I don’t.”I grinned. “Need to light a fire under that ass so we can get naked.”
He grinned and hit the pedal a little harder.
Katie
“KAM,” I BREATHED out. I was straddling him, my back to his chest, his knees between my thighs, reverse cowboy style, and I'd already come twice.
We’d arrived at our hotel an hour ago and practically ripped each other’s clothes off as we rushed to the bedroom.
“Jesus,” Rooster growled in my ear, his hand cupping my breast, fingers rolling my nipple as his cock drove inside me. He slid his free hand between my legs and fingered my clit and my head dropped back, colliding with his shoulderand I came. Fast.
His hand between my legs moved to wrap around my middle, his other hand still cupping my breast as he drove me down and he thrust up. His face pressed into my neck, his deep grunts quivering through me. Then he pulled me down as he powered up, keeping the connection and he growled into my neck, and then I felt his cock pulsate inside of me as he let out a feral grunt.
“Beckham,” I breathed out.
He separated from me and gently settled me on the bed, stretching out beside me. “Hey.”
I grinned. “Hey.”
Rooster’s hand cupped the side of my cheek, then his thumb circled my temple. “You doin’ okay?”
I ran my hand down his chest, then over the rooster tattoo on his left pec. “I’m great. You doing okay?”
He grinned. “Fucking amazing, honey.”
“Is Sundance okay with you staying here for a while?”
“Forever,” he pressed.
I bit my lip. “How will that work?”
“I’ll patch back over to the Dogs. Well, I’ll fold back in, I guess. It’s not like I stopped paying dues.”
“Right.” It took me a second to process what he said, and when I did, I let out a quiet hiss and met his eyes. “Wait, what? You’ve been payingdouble dues?”
“Yeah.”
“Why would you do that?” I asked. “You haven’t been here.”
“Because I never stopped being part of the club. I told you my absence was never going to be permanent.”
I wrinkled my nose. “I just can’t believe Hatch would make you—”
“Baby, Hatch didn’t make me do shit.”
“You paid double dues bychoice?”
“Hatch saved my life, honey. And then he helped me find a purpose by facilitating my move to Colorado—”
“Yeah, by ruining mine.”
“You know, if he’d had any idea about us, I have a feeling he would have stopped me.”
