Outlaw's Vow: Grizzlies MC Romance(79)

Pure pleasure overwhelmed me, and retreated like a hurricane, slow as sin.

I turned my face and let out a loud gasp before breathing again. Asphalt groaned, relaxing his muscles with me, holding his dying hardness inside me as long as he could.

Jesus, he wanted that kid, and I wanted to give him one.

We were way beyond sex. Every time we fucked, we healed. The new bed gave us a springboard for the only therapy we needed, a shortcut to fucking out the last of our grief, our pain, and a road straight to our future.

I moaned as I felt him slide out of me, always hating the empty shock. When two souls became one like ours did every time he came inside me, it hurt to have it stolen away, if only for a couple seconds.

He eased off. My body ached deliciously as I twisted toward him. He laid down on his back, pulling me close to his chest. My lips were instantly on his, as starved for him as the first night we kissed on daddy's doorstep half a lifetime ago.

I couldn't have imagined my disaster of a prom night would ever lead to this. Hell, I couldn't imagine him, his arms folded around me, running one hand down to the fresh ink forever branded into my ass.

“Wish you had a clue how much I love this, Ell-Bell.” He kissed me again, smiling as he pulled away. “Shit, I'm gonna have to buy you some knee pads next. I want to see my name glistening on your skin every single time we're fucking.”

“Oh? I thought we put the new furniture across from us for a reason...”

Grinning, I pointed, and we both turned to our reflection in the big mirror as he straightened up to get a better look. He'd left the furniture crap mostly to me. I'd chosen well.

His eyes lit up when he found my latest surprise. I hadn't forgotten our night in the hotel.

How could I ever? This man had bent me over and fucked me in front of our reflection, stretching my eyes wide open to see the delirious love and lust in my own eyes when he came inside me.

Now, I straddled him, spread my legs wide and pulled him into my slick pussy.

“You can see my back in the mirror, right?”

“Yeah,” he growled, licking his lips, grabbing for my ass.

I moaned as his cock sprang to life, pushed up inside me, using our juices from the last fuck as extra lube. We glided to a slow, fiery release like messed up angels.

He fucked me so hard I thought I'd fly through the ceiling, if only his hands didn't grip my ass so tight. He pinched my cheeks hard, made them hurt, the kind of sexy pain my brain absolutely loved.

My lips parted in the first moan of many.

“Fuck me,” I whispered softly, unable to hide the rough desperation creeping into my voice.

He doubled his speed, slamming into me so hard his balls swung, clapping my flesh.

We fucked. We rocked. We kissed each time I leaned down, devouring each other.

My pussy already ached for more of his come. I wanted every last drop out of his balls buried deep inside me. My hips jerked into his, swallowing his huge length.

Deeper. Faster. Harder.

So. Fucking. Good.

As soon as he felt me tensing, racing toward another climax, he pushed one hand between my legs. His fingers found my clit and I was gone.

I threw myself backward, fucking him deeper still, catching myself with my hands behind me. Asphalt fucked me wild for the next thirty seconds, all I needed to come so hard I thought I'd found paradise several times over.

Halfway through it, he came. Growling, twisting his hips into mine, pulling me close.

He gripped me like an owner. He clenched his fingers into my flesh for dear life, like he needed me to live, and I smiled through my world breaking orgasm because I knew he did.

Shit, I needed him.

I needed this. Just as much as I needed my pussy to keep squeezing his cock, stealing his come, draining all the heat from the tip of his cock.

“Holy, holy fuck. Almost made me blind, woman,” he growled, smashing me against his chest when we could finally speak again. “What the hell's gotten into you today?”

“We have an extra room, and I don't want it to be empty for long. I'm working overtime to give you a family, baby.”

The words still sounded strange leaving my mouth. I'd never plunged into a beautiful, life changing thing like this. But after all the hurt and heartache getting here, I did it without a second more of hesitation.

I did it for him. My love, my life, my Austin.

“Guess I should've known,” he said with a grin. “Fuck, babe, you know I'm ready. Only wish I had five more goddamned balls to keep you full twenty-four-seven.”

I laughed. So ridiculous and weirdly sweet. Running my fingers across his face, I moved the tips over his head, feeling the stubble coming up, softer than the stuff lining his jaw.

“What's this? Don't tell me you've decided to drop the cue ball look?”

“Shit changes, babe,” he said mysteriously. “Life's not all about breaking heads and boozing. Fuck, there's only a couple brothers left riding free and wild. I'm ready as hell for a family too, and I'll be damned if I'm gonna have my son thinking he's fucked into growing up bald.”