“Well, if you’re askin’ so nicely, who am I to deny the lady?” I said. Her long legs wrapped around me, and I notched my cock at her entrance. She was so damn wet, I near enough slipped right in. Being gripped by her hot, tight pussy was like nothing on earth. She tilted her hips and when I thrust deeper her eyes practically rolled back in her head with pleasure. So, I did it again and again, getting a little rougher with each thrust.
I pounded into her like a man possessed, and she went wild beneath me, but it wasn’t enough. I wanted to watch her as she fell apart, so I rolled us over and put her on top.
“Look at you,” I said, as I cupped my hands around her ass to get her in position.
“I want to watch you when you come, too,” she said with a wicked glint in her eye.
Damn, this woman was gonna be the death of me, because when she bounced on my cock like she’d never had it so good I damn near saw stars. Now, it was my turn to lie there andenjoy the pleasure she gave. I was watching my cock disappear into her soaking wet cunt and I couldn’t resist giving her clit a rub and reaching up for her nipples. Before I knew what hit me, she sank down taking my whole length, moaning as she came again. Her pussy was spasming and squeezing my cock. That was all it took, and I could feel myself coming inside her, shooting my load as she milked me dry.
Finally, she collapsed on top of me, as spent as I felt.
Lying curled around her small form was my happy place. When she fell asleep, I lay there wondering how I managed to get so lucky. Now that I had a woman who loved me, that opened the door to all kinds of amazing experiences that I could have only dreamed of . And I knew for sure, now that I’d found her, I was never gonna let her go.
Winter
Epilogue
Six Months Later
Today Fuse and I were getting married. Grace and Rosie were helping me get ready. The whole thing was turning out to be bigger and more complicated than I ever imagined.
The bikes started arriving around noon. I heard the throaty roar of their engines. Most outsiders thought they all sounded alike, but I could pick out the sound of Fuse’s bike.
I was sitting in the vanity chair in the master bedroom while Rosie was giving me an amazing updo. Grace was standing at the window giving us a running commentary on what was happening in the back yard.
“The Savage Legion just pulled in,” Grace said excitedly. “It’s a big group and most of them have their old ladies in tow.”
“How many are there?” Rosie asked, shoving a hairpin into place.
“At least thirty.”
“Don’t move,” Rosie told me. “I need to anchor another pin.”
I looked at myself in the mirror. My dress was a simple design with no train. The idea of dragging one across eleven acres of grass and gravel didn’t appeal to me in the least.
“Sons of Rage coming up the drive now,” Grace reported. “Jasper’s at the front. He’s wearing a clean cut, and his old lady is gorgeous.”
“Jasper and his brothers clean up nice,” Rosie opined. “Thunder said they’ve got manners when they decide to use them.”
Grace kept up the running commentary. “Oh, here come some more Sons of Rage. There are so many of them!”
“Does Fuse know this many people were coming?” I asked anxiously.
Rosie met my eyes in the mirror. “Fuse invited all of them. Don’t worry, the brothers know how to handle large crowds.”
“Fuse is nervous,” Grace said from the window. “I can see him from here. He keeps adjusting his cut.”
“Good,” Rosie said with satisfaction.
“That’s not nice,” I said. “I want him to be relaxed and happy on his wedding day, not nervous.”
“If he’s nervous, it means he knows what he’s got when it comes to you and doesn’t want to mess things up.”
Celt appeared in the doorway wearing a clean dark shirt and his cut. He took one look at me and pressed his lips together for a moment.
“Don’t do it,” Rosie said sternly without turning around.
“I’m not doin’ anythin’,” Celt muttered.
