“Bend over the bed, darlin. Push the pillow against your chest.”
Huh?
He chuckles at me, and my eyes snap to his. “Oh, this is gonna be fun.”
Yeah, no kidding. He gently bends me over, and pushes my knees against the end of the bed, pushing the pillow up underneath me. I’m so damned turned on because he’s being gentle and my ass is in the air. Something about a biker being gentle is wicked hot. Mason runs his palm from the back of my neck all the way across the curves of my back and lightly swats my butt. His hot breath blows up against my ass, and I shiver as his lips press lightly against my cheek. “Even your ass is pretty.” I hear tearing, and then squirting. One of his big hands moves to my front, working my clit in a slow tease. His tongue trails up the side of my neck dipping into my ear. “Deep breath.” Oh god. When he hears me inhale, he pushes in quickly, and I gasp and exhale. He doesn’t move. He just sits there, waiting for my body to adjust to him. I push back against him, urging him to move. “I’m gonna go slow, baby.”
I can’t talk. I have a huge cock in my ass. Not to mention said cock is pierced up. His fingers start moving a little more, making my pulse quicken as he slowly moves in and out of me. His hard, hot chest pushing against my back, his other arm lands next to me on the bed and his pace starts picking up. “I can’t do it, Storm. Baby, I gotta move faster,” he pants into my ear.
“Yeah, yeah.” It’s all I can mumble as my body begins to quake.
“You just… you just feel so fuckin… good.”
Please keep talking. Please!
“So tight, so warm.” He growls, slamming into me.
Yes!
“Faster,” I cry.
His mouth moves to my shoulder, and he begins to suck as he puts more pressure on my clit. It’s the most sensual feeling I’ve ever experienced.
“I love you,” I moan.
As soon as the words leave my mouth, I want to take them back because his lips move away from my shoulder. I almost cry until he turns my head and takes my mouth with his. Mason sucks on my tongue as if he’s starved for it. His arm wraps around me, lifting us into a standing position. He taps my thighs and I comply by standing on the bed. I moan into his mouth because of the angle we’re in. One hand presses down on my cervix, and I shudder in his arms. My entire body convulses into a state of unimaginable bliss.
“FUCK!” Mason roars as he pulls away from my mouth and releases himself deep inside of me. I’m gasping for breath as we both lose our balance and fall onto the bed. “Jesus Christ babe.”
I gasp as he pulls himself out of me. “Yeah,” I laugh.
Mason gets up and walks to the bathroom only to return, and pick me up. “What are you doing?”
“Shower, sleep. That’s the plan. That good with you?” He chuckles, standing me up.
He reaches over and turns on the shower.
“I can’t get my hair wet. All my shit is over in my room.”
He chuckles. “Don’t get hair wet. Got it.”
Mason turns back to me. “Thank you.”
I tilt my head to study him. “For?”
He moves me into the shower and shuts the curtain. “For calming me down.”
I bite my lip while I fight a smile.
***
Chapter 28
ZZ
I’m lacing up my boots and trying not wake Storm. She’s sleeping peacefully, and Braxxon’s called a chapel meeting. I’m shocked because it’s fucking early. I lean over and move her hair out of her face. She’s so damn beautiful, she sucks the breath outta my lungs. Even with her bruises healing, she still looks like a goddess. Quietly, I let myself out and walk towards the chapel. I’m the last one in, so I shut the doors, and as soon as I sit, and Braxxon’s slams the gavel down, I blurt, “Breakneck!”
The entire room erupts in fucking laughter.
“Fanfuckintastic. Now I can tell my wife not to take your balls. Oh and Mace is your spawn; blood test results came back.”
I shake my head. Fucking bastard always leading with something funny first.
“Juan called and woke my ass up. Normally I’d kick his ass, but he had some interesting news. Half the Gunners are on a charity run. Pyro, Sniper, ZZ, you’re with me. The rest of you are to stay fuckin here. Don’t leave the fuckin compound. With the Russians up to something, we can’t afford for shit to happen.”
I look over at Shadow. “Problem dealt with?”
“Yep.”
Good, vague. Vague is real good.
“Make sure she fuckin stays put today?”
I can’t be fuckin worrying about her leaving while we’re out.
“Done. I’ll tie her ass up if I have to.”