Page 85 of Roar & Lizzy: A Forever Kind of Love

He patted her clit with the flat of his fingers. She moaned at the sudden excitement surging through her.

"You want to come?" His lips moved against her skin.

She whined her answer, unable to stop moving. His fingers went back between her legs, and he caught her slippery clit between his thumb and index finger. She gasped. He alternated between plunging into her and rapidly putting pressure on her clit. Held prisoner, she could only concentrate on what he was doing to her, and it was thrilling.

Her legs curled higher and thrown off the marvelous ride, she came fast and hard, writhing with her orgasm.

Roar moved his hand, grabbing her thigh, and straightening her leg while plunging into her. His whole body hardened, quivered, and his cock pulsated in her, spilling his come in the condom.

She let go of his hair and let her arm fall to the bed. It was like a beautiful dream. She hadn't even opened her eyes.

"I don't want to get out of bed." She yawned. "I hope you're going to stay and sleep with me."

"Mm." He rolled away from her. "I'll be back."

As she dozed, she remembered him returning to bed and rolling toward him. After that, she slept.

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ROAR SAT ON THE EDGEof Lizzy's bed. Behind him, she pressed her legs against his outer thighs, braiding the top of his hair.

"Can you at least tell me if you were in danger last night?" She tied his hair, using a strand of his, the way he'd taught her.

"Life is dangerous," he said.

"True." She sighed and ran her hands against the shaven underparts of his head. "You need to shave this. It's getting long."

"Haven't had time." He stood and looked back at her. "Maybe you can do that for me tonight."

"You're changing the subject."

"Ja." He leaned down and kissed her. "I've told you. You're going to have to accept that anything to do with Slag business stays within the club."

"That rule sucks."

"You suck," he whispered, glancing at her with his brows raised.

"Very well, too." She pursed her lips and stuck her chin in the air.

He chuckled. "Walk me out, funny girl."

She held out her hands. He pulled her off the bed and gave her ass a tap to get her moving. It was almost five o'clock in the evening. She still had a couple hours before she needed to be at the bar, but he wanted to check in at the clubhouse and find out if any news came regarding payback for the damage they'd caused amongst the MCs in the territory.

Downstairs, he passed Coco. "Morning."

"I wish. I could use a few more hours of sleep." Coco blew out her breath and turned serious. "The day hasn't started off the greatest."

"Why? What's wrong?" Lizzy left his side and followed Coco into the living room.

"Mr. Baker called. He's sold the house." Coco plopped down on the couch. "I thought landlords were supposed to give you notice if they put the house up for sale."

"Wait. How can that happen?" Lizzy pressed her fingers to her temples. "There wasn't even a For Sale sign in the yard or anyone coming by to see the house."

"I know." Coco curled her legs under her. "I asked him when we needed to move, and this is the crazy part, he said the new owner would be in contact with us."

"Maybe the new owners purchased it for a rental, and they want to let us continue living here," said Lizzy.

"I don't know. That's not the feeling I got from the phone call. It was strange, considering he's always been available to us when we've had a problem. I don't know what will happen."

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