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I could hear her whisper my name.Tucker.Her warm breath against my ear as she alternated between kissing and tugging on the lobe. The bite of her nails against my skin drove me to kiss and nibble my way to her tits, where I ran my whiskers over them, knowing that I was marking her. Her cry was one of passion as she arched her body into mine, begging for more, which I gladly gave. I sucked and bit at her tender, swollen flesh, running my tongue over her hard nipples as my hand found its way to her plump pussy.

She was soaked, and my finger slipped easily inside her. I immediately reached for her sweet spot, driving her wild. Adding a second finger made her pussy clench around the digits as she began to ride them like she would my dick. I dry humped the bed between her legs, unable to get enough friction to satisfy me, wetting it with my pre-cum. But I was determined to make Millie shatter before I sought my own release.

Her breathing accelerated. Mine was seesawing roughly. I swear my fucking heart was going to pound right out of my chest. Sensing that she was close, I scooted down enough to put my mouth on her clit. The musky scent of her, the taste of her cream, almost made me waste my load on the fucking bed. With sheer will I held off, lapping and sucking her swollen clit until she was screaming my name and coming undone.

Tucker! Oh, fuck, Tucker! Yes! Yes!Millie panted as her body convulsed wildly. I didn’t give her time to come down, the need to feel her body clenching around my dick uppermost in my mind. I moved up her body, sucking a tit into my mouth in the same instant that I thrust powerfully into her cunt. I closed my eyes and groaned with pleasure, feeling my balls snug against her sweet ass. I barely took a moment to acknowledge how fucking good it felt to be inside her. Pushed beyond my endurance, I started to fuck her fast and hard.

Her hands twisted in the covers beneath us, her body bowing sharply to meet my thrusts. I was mesmerized by her bouncing tits. I squeezed them together and tongued her cleavage, loving her loud moans of encouragement.Harder! Faster!I could hear her saying as she transferred her hands to my back and raked me with her nails.Make me feel it, Tucker!

Oh, fuck yeah! I’d make her feel it. I pulled her legs up over my shoulders and moved in closer until I created a fire where our loins ground together. I pounded into Millie harder, faster, determined to make sure that she felt it for a fucking week. My balls drew up full and tight against my body as the tingle began to travel down my spine. I slapped my mouth down on hers and came hard, filling her with my seed, groaning helplessly when her muscles clenched around my dick and milked it of every drop.

Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!

I opened my eyes, panting heavily, surprised to find my pants open and my dick in my hand. Holy hell! I’d just made one hell of a mess. I snorted quietly, realizing what I’d just done. I looked across to Sax’s bed. He was laying on his back with an arm over his eyes. I grinned, then laid back to catch my breath.

A sliver of light filtered through the curtains where they separated, and I realized that it was already morning. Jesus, what a way to wake up. A good fucking way, only it would have been better if Millie had actually been there. Fuck, I couldn’t wait to get my hands on her.

“Can I look now, Brother?”

I laughed at the disgust in Sax’s tone as I tucked my dick away and did up my pants. “You’ve seen me having sex before.”

He removed his arm and gave me a side look. “Not by yourself, I haven’t,” he groused. “I’ll fucking have nightmares for weeks.”

I ignored him. “Shit, morning came fast.”

“Yeah.” Sax slowly moved to sit up on the edge of the bed and stretched loudly. “We got time for breakfast before meeting Tiny.” He walked over to the connecting door and pounded on it. “Up, prospects!”

As Sax turned away from the door, we could hear the rumble of motorcycles close by. “The fuck?”

We both frowned and made eye contact, before rushing to the window at the same time. I pulled the corner of the sheer curtain away from the glass, half expecting to see Tiny and his men. We’d made arrangements to meet him at his clubhouse at ten, and he had some fucking nerve to change the plan and not inform us. But it wasn’t Tiny. Half a dozen Soul Reapers came into view, turning their heads in our direction and slowing down as they rode by. They must have noticed our bikes.

Soul Reapers were a well-known MC out of New Mexico, one percenters with a vicious reputation. Word on the street was that they were trying to take over the whole of Las Cruces, and their tactics were lowdown and dirty. What the fuck were they doing here?

“They’re a long fucking way from home,” I murmured. I caught Sax’s nod out of the corner of my eye. “You think it’s a coincidence that they’re here the same time we’re here with a truck full of weapons?”

Sax shook his head and turned to look at me. “Don’t believe in coincidences this big, Brother. And I don’t want to wait around to see if they come back.” He whipped out his phone.

I went to the connecting doors and rapped on it. “Open up!” Seconds later I was looking at Bam Bam. “Get ready to move out.” I could hear Sax talking to someone on his phone. “We might have trouble.”

Sax exhaled loudly. “That was Tiny. Said they’ve heard Soul Reapers were around, but hadn’t encountered any of them yet.”

“A heads-up would have been nice,” I snarled.

“Said to go on to the clubhouse and he’d get there as soon as he can. He’s sending some brothers to meet us in case we run into trouble.”

I snorted. “He must really want those guns.”

Sax shrugged. “He paid for them. I’ll just be glad when they’re off our hands.”

And we’re on our way home,I didn’t add out loud.

“Let’s move out, brothers!” Sax said loudly. “Keep your eyes open.”

Chapter 33

Millie

It had been a long, slow week, and Loco still hadn’t returned home. I would have been worried if he hadn’t texted me a couple of times. For the most part they’d been short and to the point, and all he would tell me was that the job was taking longer than expected. I missed him. He was the last thing on my mind when I went to bed at night, and the first thing I thought of when I woke the next morning.

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