Page 274 of Savage Brothers MC: Tennessee Chapter

Chapter60

Diesel

I closemy eyes letting the hot water pour over me.It’s over.It’s really fucking over.I’ve been dealing with the fear of having Ryan taken away from me for so damn long that this feels a little surreal.

Finally, I can start working on creating the life I’ve always wanted and being with the woman I love.I jerk, turning around as the shower door opens.My fucking heart feels like someone is squeezing the hell out of it, when I see Rory standing there in a pink, satin robe, that falls about mid-thigh.If I live to be a hundred, I’ll never get over how fucking beautiful she is.

“Feel like some company?”she asks, softly, undoing the belt on her robe.

“Don’t have any condoms on me, Gorgeous,” I tell her, knowing what she said earlier, but still giving her the choice.I want children with her.I want the world with her, but if all I ever get out of life is Rory and Ryan then I’ll still die a fucking happy man.

“Good,” she whispers, pulling the robe off of her shoulders and letting it slide to the floor, pooling at her feet.

“Christ,” I mumble, my cock standing at attention instantly.“You’re so fucking beautiful, Rory,” I growl.

“So are you,” she whispers, stepping into the shower.

“Men aren’t beautiful, Gorgeous,” I instruct, a smile on my face as I turn her so her back is against my front.I back up slowly, pulling her so that the hot water begins running over her body.I reach up to grab the shower gel she loves, squeezing some out and putting it into my hand.Instantly the smell of vanilla and sweet sugar fills the air.

“What are you doing?”she asks, trying to look over her shoulder.

“Right now?”I laugh at my question, not needing to ask it, but enjoying this—all of this way too much.I step into her, my hard cock brushing against the top of her ass and lower back.Her body trembles and fuck if I don’t like knowing she wants me as much as I want her.“Right now, I’m giving my woman a shower,” I whisper, leaning down to talk into her ear.“After that I’m giving my cock to my woman and fucking her raw.”

“Jesus,” she whispers, her voice quivering with desire.

“Hold your hands up for me, Gorgeous,” I instruct, and when she does, I bring my arms around each side of her and rub down her sides to her hips, letting the soap slicken my path and lather against the beating water.I move to her stomach, loving the little mew of sound she makes as I tease her slowly, making my careful path to her tits.I massage them in my hands, loving the way that Rory leans back into me when I pull on her nipples.Her hands come down to move over mine, not to stop me, but just to hold on.

I like that too.

“You’re killing me, Noah,” she whimpers as I continue torturing her nipples, before finally moving to her back again.Her legs tremble, she doesn’t try to hide how much she wants what I’m giving her, and I fuckinglovethat.I turn us, so she’s facing the tiled wall.

“Hold on to the wall, Gorgeous.Put your hands on it and hold on,” I murmur, nipping along the outside shell of her ear.Once she’s in position, I grab the bottle of her gel again and hold it over her back, carefully letting it drizzle down.The minute it touches her back, her body jerks and she moans.I just stand there, raging cock, water beating down on me and watch as a creamy white line slides down her back and down to her ass cheeks.

Not now, because this is the first time I get to fuck my woman without a glove, but soon, I’m going to jerk off on her, and watch my cum slide down her body like that…

“Noah,” she breathes.

“I fucking love it when you say my name, Rory,” I growl, putting the bottle down and letting two of my fingers, move down the path.“I fucking love it when you moan,” I tell her, just as my fingers slide against her ass cheek, and then dip down into the valley I’ve teased before, but never fucked.That’s coming too, but Rory’s body is like a fucking amusement park and I’m a giant fucking kid who wants to enjoy it all.I figure maybe by the time I’m ninety I might have explored it all and be ready to start again.

“You’re torturing me.”

“But, it feels good, doesn’t it, Sweetheart?”I ask her, my fingers pushing against the entrance of her ass.

“No…ah….”

My fingers slide into her ass to the knuckle, the tight ring of muscles squeezing, bending, fighting and finally accepting the invasion.I fuck her like this with my hand.In and out, curling the tips of my fingers on entry, in and out, scissoring them and stretching her.Rory’s breathing goes erratic, her body presses in harder against the wall, she moves, sliding her breasts and taut nipples across the cool ceramic tile.

My cock is so fucking hard, it’s dripping cum.I want to torture her longer, but sweet Jesus, I need this woman more than air.I reach behind me grabbing the gel yet again, soaping my hands.I’m definitely going to have to buy her some more of this—maybe a giant economy size, because I’m thinking of making a shower part of our nightly routine.

My hands lathered, I grab her hips.She’s already moving back and forth, bucking into the wall, using her legs and her own muscles to put pressure on her clit.She’s more than ready—thank God.

I turn her, her face comes up to look at me, her hair dark and wet, beads of water trailing down her face, her tongue licking against her lip as she pants with hunger.

Fucking gorgeous.

I call her that all the time, but I don’t think she gets it.If she could see herself like I do, she would.

“Are you ready for me, Rory?”

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