Tanner:A Black Widow MC Romance(26)

The sight of her coming almost made me climax too soon. I spun her around and pinned Grace against the shower door. The water from the shower hit the top of her back and ran down her spine. She pushed out her ass until she met my erection. I was pressed right in between her ass cheeks and Grace rubbed me up and down.



“I'm going to have you now,” I whispered. Grace's hands moved to the top of the shower door to hang on. I slowly thrust into her, stretching and filling her. My fingers gripped onto her hips as I eased my way in and out. Over and over again, I drilled my way inside her and Grace moaned at the top of her lungs. My hips moved to the beat of my heart.



“Harder, Tanner,” she commanded.



I gathered her hair into a short ponytail and tugged, snapping her head back. I used her hair as leverage as I pounded her against the shower door. “I'm close,” I warned Grace.



“Wait for me,” she begged. I used every ounce of power to hold my orgasm at bay.



Grace came around me, almost bucking me off her, and I finally found my sweet release. “Oh Grace,” I moaned.



We fell to the shower floor in a sweaty and wet mess. “I never knew sex could be so good,” I said, chuckling to myself.



“'Me either. My orgasms are like nuclear bombs going off inside me. I don't think I'm going to be able to walk for days.”



I collected Grace in my arms and laid her against me. My heart was beating so fast against her back. No woman had ever made me feel this way. “Do you ever get scared when you operate on someone?” I asked.



“What made you think of that?” she replied, looked back at me.



I shrugged. “Just curious I guess. I've never really been with a doctor before.”



“The key to keeping calm is knowing how to control your fear. You must have some idea of the concept whenever you're in gunfight. When I was nine years old, my family went on a vacation to the Grand Canyon. It wasn't so much a vacation as it was a way for my father to educate us more. Anyways while I was admiring the massiveness of the canyon, I felt something on my foot. I looked down to see a black scorpion crawling across my sandal.”



“Holy shit, that would have freaked me the fuck out.”



Grace nodded. “I wanted to kick it away and run for the hills. But my dad noticed me and screamed to stay frozen. The scorpion stayed put and didn't move. Tears were streaming down my cheeks and my dad made me breathe in and out slowly. The fear slowly subsided and the scorpion moved along after a few moments. If my dad wasn't there, I would've tried to fling him off and I surely would've been stung. Now whenever something goes wrong in the operating room, I just remember to breathe until the fear goes away. Nothing could be scarier than a scorpion about to strike.”



I shivered. “I hate bugs. I would have kicked it away no matter what.”



“I can't imagine you hating bugs.” Grace laughed, pointing at my tattoo.



“Silly woman, that isn't real. But if an actual black widow was around, I'd already be out of the apartment.”



Grace patted my leg. “Don't worry, Tanner, I'll protect you.”



I sneaked my hands under her armpits and tickled her until she apologized.



After we both calmed down, I looked at my fingers. “Might be time to get out now, I'm all pruned.”



Grace wrapped my arms around her. “But it feels so nice in here.”



I smiled and raked my fingers through her hair. I never wanted to leave. Grace was someone I could actually commit to. A woman who was my equal. Someone I could love.





Chapter Twenty





Grace





The clock radio next to my bed started to ring at eight in the morning. My hand reached out from under the covers and searched around until I found the snooze button. Strong arms wrapped around me and a sculpted body spooned me from behind. I looked over to see Tanner all naked and smiling next to me.



“Good morning, Grace.” Tanner yawned.



“I didn't think you were the type of guy to stay the night.”



“There's always a first for everything.” Tanner kissed me and his morning breath didn't even bother me.



I rolled over and nestled in the nook between his arm and chest. “Can we stay in bed all day?”



Tanner traced his fingers across the bare skin of my arm. “I wouldn't want anything more.”



Was this really happening? Did I really sleep with the biker? I wanted to pinch myself to make sure it wasn't a dream. I'd never felt this happy before. Not even when I graduated from med school or became a real doctor. I always thought I'd dedicate my life to my career—that it would be enough to satisfy me.