Page 14 of Alice & Meg

His touch ignited a spark of anticipation within me. I took him in as he stood before me, towering and commanding, his presence filling the room. With practiced hands, he pulled down my pants, his movements deliberate yet tender, each article of clothing falling away to reveal the curves of my body beneath.

I plopped onto the bed and laid back to watch the show of him undressing. After all of these years, Wrecker was still the most handsome man I had ever seen. His large, muscular frame spoke of years spent working hard and riding free, his tattoos adorning his arms and chest like badges of honor. The intricate designs told the story of his life, each mark a testament to his strength and resilience.

But it was his bushy beard and kind eyes that captured my heart every time. Despite his rough exterior, there was a warmth in his gaze that melted me from the inside out. In those moments, as he watched me, I felt seen, understood, and loved in a way that words could never fully express. Wrecker was perfection in every sense of the word.

Wrecker climbed into bed beside me; his body filled the bed, his warmth seeping into my bones. With a gentle touch, he gathered me in his arms, pulling me close until there was no space between us. His lips found my neck, trailing a path of soft kisses that sent shivers down my spine.

“Hmm, I loved having dinner with everyone,” I confessed, my voice barely a whisper, “but I have to admit I was looking forward to being alone with you.”

Wrecker grunted in response, his lips moving lower to trail kisses across my breasts. I arched into his touch, a soft sigh escaping my lips as pleasure washed over me. With a sense of abandon, I raised my arms over my head, inviting him to explore every inch of my body.

His touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through me, his fingers teasing and tantalizing as they moved lower, until he was between my legs. With a gentleness that belied his strength, he parted the lips of my pussy, his touch sending sparks of pleasure dancing along my skin.

And then his mouth was on me, his tongue tracing circles against my sensitive flesh. I gasped as pleasure built within me, a wildfire raging out of control. “Oh my god!” I cried out, unable to contain the overwhelming sensation that consumed me.

Wrecker growled in response, his movements becoming more urgent as he drove me to the brink of ecstasy. And then it happened, a wave of pleasure crashed over me as I came undone beneath him, my body trembling with release.

But Wrecker wasn’t done yet. With a primal need driving him, he moved back up my body, his lips finding mine in a fierce, hungry kiss. And then he was inside me, his hardness filling me completely as he drove into me with unbridled need.

I cried out as pleasure consumed me, each thrust pushing me closer to the edge again. With each movement, I felt a connection between us, a bond that went beyond words or actions. And then it happened, a release so intense it left me breathless, my body shaking with the force of it.

Wrecker called out, his release filling me full until he couldn’t hold himself up anymore.

“God damn,” he grunted.

God damn was right.

“You think we’ll ever slow down?” I asked as I traced lazy circles on his chest. “I mean, we’re getting up there.”

Wrecker grunted and pulled the blanket over us. “As long as I’m breathing, babe, I’m always going to want you. Get used to it.”

I didn’t doubt Wrecker would always want me; I doubt if our bodies would be able to keep up with this pace for the next thirty years.

“Well, then I need to get some sleep because, honestly, I don’t even think I could stand right now.”

Wrecker hummed under his breath. “Then stop talking, beautiful.”

I playfully slapped him on the chest. “Um, I’m sorry. I’m just trying to make sure you know you’re amazing, even if a room full of people doesn’t clap for you when you walk in.”

“I’m good now,” he sighed. “Forget I even mentioned it.”

Yeah, as if I was going to be able to forget that. “I can’t believe I’m going to say this, but you’re crazy, Wrecker.”

“No, that is you, babe. If anything, you’re to blame because you’re wearing off on me. Now, go to sleep. I got a big day ahead of me tomorrow, and you’ve got plans with Meg.”

I looked at him in the darkened room. “I love you, Wrecker.”

Wrecker pulled me close, his warmth enveloping me. I felt a sense of peace settle over me. His words, spoken with a certainty that only he possessed, washed away my doubts like a cleansing tide.

“I know. That’s why I’m not going to worry about being known for something,” he murmured, his voice a soothing balm against my skin. “You, the club, and the kids’ opinions are the only ones I am going to be worried about. I had about thirty seconds of doubt, and you brought everything into perspective for me. Now, sleep.”

His words hung in the air, heavy with meaning, and I felt a weight lift from my shoulders. All the thoughts and worries that had been swirling in my mind moments ago seemed insignificant now.

I had been ready to dive into a discussion about all that Wrecker had ever done to reassure him of his worth and accomplishments. But now, in the quiet intimacy of the moment, I realized that I didn’t need to.

“Uh, okay?” I replied, a hint of disbelief in my voice. Well, hell. Who knew a few simple words could have such a profound impact?

Wrecker chuckled, the sound vibrating against my chest. “I love you, babe,” he said, his words a gentle caress against my skin.

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