Page 125 of Love Takes Home

“Thank fuck,” he groans, pushing even faster, his control gone, and it’s only one. Two. Three. Thrusts before he’s flying over the cliff with me.

He collapses on top of me, my arms automatically going around him to hold him tight, and we lay like that until our breathing calms and our hearts slow.

His head lifts from my chest, and he gives me a lazy smile. “We need to get in the shower. We have plans today.”

“We do? Can it wait for a power nap?”

He laughs and shakes his head. “Nope. Need to be on the road in,” he looks at the clock, “thirty. Or we’ll be late.”

“Joker!” I push him off of me. “Why didn’t you say something?”

“Didn’t know you were going to wake up and have your wicked way with me.”

I roll my eyes, standing from the bed and going to the dresser. Pulling out a bra and panties, I turn back to him. “What’s the dress code?”

“Comfy, but bike ready.”

“Jeans and a t-shirt it is,” I say to myself before walking towards the bathroom. “Taking a shower,” I tell him.

“I’ll be in there to help you momentarily.”

I turn around and look at him. “I thought you said we have to leave in thirty?”

“Yeah, I’m going to send a text and tell them we’re going to be late.”

I shake my head and walk to the shower. I turn it on, and he’s behind me before the water even has a chance to warm up. His cock is hard, and he’s gloriously naked already.

“We’re going to be late,” I say as I turn to face him and put my hands around his neck.

“So late,” he agrees.

And we are, in fact, very late.

“Where are we going?” I ask, putting my helmet on fifty minutes later.

“Briar Mountain. We’re meeting with the ANON guys. Sammy’s coming down, as well.”

“Why didn’t you say that earlier?” I exclaim, swatting his hand away when he tries to help adjust my helmet.

“Because you wouldn’t have let me in the shower with you.” He smirks.

“Fucking right, I wouldn’t have. What are they going to think?”

“Who gives a fuck what they think, it’s not like it’s an official meeting. More like a catch up to find out if anything new has happened.”

“Still, Joker. It’s rude to make others wait on you.”

“Do you know how many times we’ve all had to wait on Daniel because Victoria was within fifty feet and his dick took notice? This is payback, Beautiful, that’s all.”

I shake my head and get on the back of the bike. I hold him tight and watch the scenery as we go. Coming into Briar Mountain is always breathtaking. We leave one side of the ridge and then we’re here, in this small town that’s laid out like a wagon wheel. From the top of the ridge, you can clearly see it, even if it’s grown since Trish was in school here. It looks like they’ve just added another rung to the wheel.

He pulls up in front of the Briar Mountain Community Center, and we walk in hand in hand. When we get inside, we’re greeted by a beautiful black woman whose smile lights up the room when she sees Joker.

“Look who finally decided to show up. Mr. Clown.”

“You wound me, Del. Right here.” He pats his chest.

“Is that Joker?” another female voice asks.

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