I wasn’t going to last. My balls were tingling with the coming release. I made sure I had a firm grip of her, before I moved my hand down to her clit, and circled it with my forefinger and thumb.
Rowan detonated, her cries deafening me as I roared my own release into her, pump after pump. Jesus, I’d never come so hard in my life. It just kept coming, my hips jutting with every spurt, until finally, I felt a little dizzy, and I leaned over her, holding myself up so I didn’t crush her.
“Do you think they heard us?” she asked, a slight giggle erupting from her. It made me smile, her deviousness washing over me. Pulling myself up, I pulled out of her, reluctantly, watching my cum drizzle down her thighs, and onto the table.
“They definitely heard us. Now, come upstairs so we can take a bath.”
Her eyes lit up, just like they had when I mentioned one a few days ago. I helped her up, grabbing a box of tissues from the side cabinet and handing them to her. She wiped herself up and then the table, before I took her hand, and led her outside.
The only two still in the clubhouse, looking suitably pissed off, were Tee and Tori. Their eyes on my woman, like they could burn holes into her with just a look.
I was going to have to do something about them, and soon. They’d far outstayed their welcome. But first, I had a woman to take care of.
Rowan
The soapy suds surrounding us were warm, delicate and exactly what my body needed. The hot, muscular body behind me, as he washed my hair was not a need, but a want. And it was very much welcome after being fucked hard on a wooden table. As sexy as it was, it definitely wasn’t practical.
Reaper’s fingers, massaging my scalp, had my eyes drifting closed as bliss took over.
“You keep moaning like that, I’ll flip you around and have my cock jammed into you so fast you won’t know what’s happening.”
I giggled at the low husk of his voice, and the growl that accompanied it. “I didn’t realise I was doing it. Your fingers feel good.”
“Yeah?” he asked, digging them a little deeper, and yep, there was the moan. “I’ve never done it for anyone before, but I like looking after you.”
“Aw,” I chuckled. “Did I tame the big bad biker prez?”
His fingers drifted down to my neck, squeezing slightly over my throat, and pulling my head back, so he could nuzzle at my neck. “Yes, is there a problem with me taking care of my woman?”
“Not in the slightest,” I groaned, shuffling over his cock with my ass. “I like my alpha man taking care of me.”
“Good,” he growled into my ear, before he bit down on my earlobe. Slowly, he washed the conditioner out of my hair, and massaged my shoulders.
I was in fucking heaven right now.
“Being mine comes with…certain responsibilities.”
The statement came out of nowhere, and I could sense the importance in his words. “Oh?”
“You will be in charge of the clubhouse, especially when we’re out on runs, and you’ll be in charge of the club girls who work here. You’ll have to deal with all the drama they bring, just like Cherry does now. She’ll report to you. It also means you can be subject to certain things we’re doing, illegal things that not everyone will be privy to.”
“That’s okay, I can keep a secret, Wyatt. I want to be there for you, to help you, support you.”
“Good,” he sighed, kissing my neck. “I’ll need you more than you’re probably used to. Be my confidante, my lover, sure, but my wife, too.”
I froze. My heart was hammering in my chest. Did he just say wife?
“Wyatt…”
“Yeah?”
“Did you just propose to me?”
His arms encircled me, and he pulled me closer still, his mouth on my jaw. “Yeah, I did.”
“While we’re naked, and soapy?”
His warm chuckle had a way of easing my worries.
