Page 46 of The Bikers Redemption

As soon as I finish those words, he slams inside me, causing me to cry out. The feeling of him inside me is so right, and it’s as if our bodies have become one. He takes long, steady strokes, and my eyes look down at where we’re connected. His hands glide down my thighs as they put pressure on the inside, keeping me open to his erect, hard, thick, and long cock. I almost forgot how good it feels to be made love to by Harley.

“Please, Harley, I need more,” I beg.

He cocks a smile. “Don’t worry, I’m going to give it to you. But first, let me enjoy being inside you again.”

I nod. I’d just about let him do anything to me right now.

His hand covers my breast, and I had almost forgotten about Luca’s assault on my nipple. Harley stills as if he noticed something. He places light strokes around the swollen bud. Anger takes over his face. “Serena, what the fuck!”

Tears pool in my eyes. “No, not now,please. Don’t ruin this moment.”

His jaw tightens, and I know it’s hard for him to let go.

“Please, Harley. I need you.”

He must sense something because he nods and then covers my body with his. His hands cradle my face as he kisses me deeply, all while his hips are setting a slow, burning pace. This is what making love is all about—being cherished by someone who loves you.

Our tongues get lost in a rhythm that mimics his hips, and I suck on his, hoping it will cause him to lose control because, right now, I need him to pick up the pace. He’s caused a burn to ignite within me again.

It must do the trick because he does pick up the pace. His lips leave mine as they create a wet path down my cheek to my neck. When he reaches my bruised breast, he kisses then licks around the swollen nipple, making me warm and tingly.

His mouth moves to my other breast, and he’s not so gentle. He sucks as his tongue plays with it, and his hand grasps it as his mouth covers my areola. My pussy squeezes and contracts. He lifts my calf and places it high on his back, causing him to hit the most delicious spot. He rotates his hips with each thrust, and I feel the beginning of my orgasm as flutters hit me within. “Oh God, don’t stop, Harley. I’m so close.”

He snaps his head to mine. “Good, because I’m so fuckin’ hard, I’m on the edge of spilling myself inside you. Please tell me you’re still on the pill?”

I nod because I am.

Well, actually, I may have forgotten to take it the last couple of nights, but that shouldn’t matter, should it? I don’t have time to dwell on that fact because when his hand reaches between our bodies and pinches my clit, that’s my undoing. I’m coming. The intensity of my organism is so hard I see stars.

In the distance, I feel Harley come, too, as his warm seed fills me, causing my contractions around him to become even stronger.

“Fuck me!” he states, a smile on his lips.

Right now, I think about how beautiful he is.

Tears fall from my eyes, and he instantly recovers.

“Hey, what is it, Serena? Did I hurt you?”

I shake my head. “No. I’m just happy, that’s all.”

He slowly withdraws from me and falls on his back, taking me with him. I rest my cheek on his chest, and he runs his fingers through my hair. “I’m so goddamn happy too, Serena.”

I look up at him and smile. His finger brushes away my tears before I lay back down.

“Not wanting to break the mood, and I know now is not the time to talk about this, but you will explain to me why the fuck your nipple is bruised and how you got those finger marks around your neck.”

I bite on my bottom lip.

I knew this would come up, but he’s right.

Now is not the time to talk about it.

“It’s okay, baby. Like I said, not now, but wewillbe having this conversation.”

I don’t respond but hug him closer, holding onto him for dear life.

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