“Sparrow, you feel so fucking good,” I groan into her neck.
“More, Blitz, I need more,” she sighs when I finally hit bottom.
Pulling back, I look down at her, searching her face for any uncertainty.When I don’t find anything but a woman high on lust, I slowly slide out before slamming home.Charlie moans, arching her back, rubbing her rock-hard nipples against my chest.
“Yes,” she groans as I hit that spot over and over again.
“Fuck, Sparrow, you're so goddamn tight I don’t know how long I’m going to last,” I gasp out.
“More,” she whispers, clutching my back.
I pick up my pace, slamming into her repeatedly and grinding down onto her clit as I go.Charlie crosses her ankles at the base of my spine, keeping me from pulling all the way out.Reaching between our bodies, I pinch her clit, pushing her over the edge one more time as I follow her.Falling to my elbows so as not to crush her, I work to catch my breath.Kissing her first on the lips and then her temple, I roll over, pulling her with me so that her head rests on my chest.
I wrap my right arm around her waist and draw little circles while tucking my left hand under my head.I listen to her breathe while she traces the tattoos on my chest, and finally feel a sense of peace that I haven’t felt in too damn long wash over me.
“Blitz?”she asks into the quiet.
“Hmm?”I hum.
“I’m scared,” she answers me.
“What are you scared of?”
“It always seems that when I think I’ve found my forever, or things are good and right in my life, it all goes to shit.Somehow, someway, it all blows up.”Her honesty is a balm to my soul.
“Not this time, Sparrow.This time you’ve got me, and I won't let anything take your happiness,” I tell her, meaning every word.
I can feel her smile against my chest.“You can’t always be here to make sure that I’m safe, happy, and taken care of.”
“I might not be able to, but what I can do is make sure that there are always people and plans in place to ensure your happiness is always taken care of,” I tell her, meaning every word of what I’m saying.
Charlie sighs, relaxing further into me.Before I know it, I’m passed out holding the woman that I’ve craved for entirely too l
∞∞∞
It’s been a month since the night I nearly walked out on my brothers and the club.The days are finally getting longer, and we’re picking up work which is keeping us busy.Charlie and I have fallen into a peaceful rhythm I didn’t know I was missing.Every night I go to bed after sending her over the edge.I’ve awoken more than once with her mouth wrapped around my cock.
It’s been a long fucking day and I’m ready to get back to the clubhouse to see my woman when I hear several motorcycles coming up the road.I stop what I’m doing and step out of the house that we’re framing at the same time as Token.The bikes come in fast, just a flash before they open fire, spraying the area with bullets.As I hit the deck, I hear a grunt from Token and then a thump.
I instantly pull my phone from my pocket, hitting the panic button we all have programmed into them.When we activate the button, it sends an SOS to every brother and drops a pin to our exact location.The sound of the bikes leaving has me army-crawling across the floor in the direction I last saw Token.I make it to him and breathe a sigh of relief when I don’t see any blood right away, but still fight to keep a clear head when I find him passed out cold.
I slap his cheek.“Token, come on, man.Wake up.”
I keep an ear out for footsteps, bikes, or anything to let me know someone was still close.Instead of slapping him again, I do a sternum rub, which brings him around quickly.He turns his head and his eyes blink open.I hold my finger to my lips, telling him to be quiet.We lay there in the dirt, sawdust, and dust, waiting for our brothers to show.The sound of thunder and the vibration of the ground let us know our brothers are rolling in.
Token sits up and groans.“Fuck, what the hell happened?”
“The goddamn Knights have gotten fucking brave.Is what happened,” I snarl as I walk out to meet the guys.
“The fuck is going on?”Anvil calls, guns drawn.
“We took shots!”I gripe, pointing at the bullet hole in the side of the house.
“Fucking hell, any idea who?”Terro demands.
“They were on bikes.My guess would be Lucifer's Knights.”Token throws his hands up angrily.
“Do either of you need to see Remedy?”Terro questions.
