Page 86 of Lick

“Go.” I nod.

“Fuck, baby, I don’t have to. They have nearly the entire MC going. One less body isn’t gonna make a difference.”

“No, I want you to go. You’ve been pissed that you haven’t been involved in what’s been happening. You’ve wanted in on this, so go. You need to do this. I’m not going to hold you back.”

“You’re not holding me back.”

“I know.” I give him a smile. “Because you’re going.”

Standing he holds out his hand. “Let’s go home.”

I look around and see that the guys have already left. “Why?”

“Because I’m going to fuck my wife before I leave.”

“I swear to Christ, if you don’t help me, I will rip this dress from its seams.” His voice is husky against my lips.

His hands pull at the backing of my dress again, and I step away. He stands there, breathing heavy, eyes dilated. Reaching back I gently pull the zipper down, loosening the dress until it falls from my body, puddling at the floor.

“Better?” I ask, wearing nothing but a pair of satin cream panties. A bra wasn’t possible since I’m a little bigger in the chest than Bianca. The extra support made the dress too tight.

“Fuck me. You’re so fucking beautiful, baby. And mine.”

He drops the cut from his shoulders, ripping his T-shirt from his body before he hurriedly toes off his boots. I bite my lip when he tears at the buttons of his jeans. He licks his lips and smiles as he stalks towards me, pushing me back until I hit the edge of the bed. When he crawls towards the headboard, I try to playfully get away from him. Grabbing me by my hips, he pulls me back before he dips his tongue between my legs. Instantly, my legs fall open, giving him the access that he needs.

It’s not long before my first orgasm hits me. When I start to come back down, he kisses his way up my body. Lips hit my skin, teeth nipping at my flesh. I squirm with impatience. I need to feel him inside me. He kisses me, and I can taste myself on his lips. He pulls back and peers down at me, making my stomach flip. He’s gorgeous, and he’s mine. I can feel his cock hard against my stomach, the cool of the metal pressing into my skin.

“I never thought I could love,” he tells me, rocking his body into mine. “Until you.” He places soft kiss along my collarbone. “You’ve given me so much, baby, but I’m such a selfish man that I want more.” His breath is warm on my skin as he pushes into me making my eyes roll back. “Fuck, you feel so good,” he tells me as he pulls back and pushes back in. “I fucking love you.”

“I love you too,” I moan as I run my nails down the length of his back, making him hiss.

“I can’t get enough of you,” he says as he picks up his pace. “From day one, you’ve been mine. From now until the end of time I’m going to love you. I’ll never get enough. I want so much when I look at you. The whole fucking thing.”

Biting down on my ear, he grunts as he reaches his climax. Body quivering above mine, flush with sweat, he presses his lips to mine.

“I’ll never get enough.”

“You think he’ll be all right with her?” Savannah asks as we sit on the blanket at the local park watching Ryder gingerly push Grace on the baby swing. Roxy rocks herself on the swing next to them.

“I do. He’s always really great with Roxy.”

The guys have been gone for two days. Two long days without so much as a text from either Lick or Sin. Sin went on this run, which surprised me since he doesn’t work on the bounty side of the MC. Savannah explained that New York was getting irritated. This was their first big job, and the fact that it has taken weeks wasn’t sitting well with anyone involved. They wanted all hands on deck. Because of this, there wouldn’t be a lot of downtime to make contact.

“I can’t believe you’re married,” she says with a smile.

“That kinda makes two of us.” I pick at the grass near the edge of the blanket.

“Second thoughts?” she asks.

“I don’t think it’s second thoughts, not even regrets. But there’s an empty feeling.” I look out at the kids again. “I think it’s because my family wasn’t there.”

“It was their choice not to be.”

“Was it though?” Turning my head, resting my check on my knee I look at Savannah. “Do you think my mom had a choice? She probably doesn’t even know. My father probably made up some story to tell her, painting me in a bad light.”

“Does it matter?” she asks as her gaze stays on the kids.

“It kind of does. It sucks not to have my parents in my life. But If I had to do it all over again, if I had to make my choice again, I wouldn’t change anything about it. This is where I want my life to be. Tylan is who I want to be tied to for the rest of my life. There’s something about him that soothes me. I need him in my life as much as he needs me.”