Page 43 of Arrow: Riding Rebels MC

“How is every time you’re inside of me, it feels like the first time all over again?”

“Because this is where you’re supposed to be.”

We started slow, but that wasn’t how my lady liked things.

I gripped her hips and fucked her from the bottom. Cecilia tossed her head back, pinched my sides, and called on God like His name was about to change and she needed to commit it to memory. She came so hard that her body fell forward and shook out of her control. I flipped her over, hiked one leg into the crook of my left arm, and wrapped the right one around her shoulders while her other leg was around my waist.

Cecilia was worried about Boss hearing her, but she should have been concerned about the neighbors that were on either side of me.

“Arrow, please…”

“Please what, baby girl? Hmm? Tell me what you need.”

“Ugh—ooh—gaa.”

I chuckled at her inability to form words and granted her request.

There was no need for me to hear what Cecilia needed. I could feel it. She needed me to fuck her—hard. Baby girl wasn’t into the slow strokes. She needed her breath stolen, and because I was a gentleman, I did just that. I could feel my nut rising, and no matter how much I tried to shake it off… it was coming.

Cecilia came on a scream, and her tightening walls snatched my nut right out of me.

With labored breaths, I said, “He definitely heard us.”

She groaned and tried to push me off her, but the motion only made my manhood wake back up.

“Uhm, no, sir. You lost your chance, opening your big mouth.” Although she rolled her eyes and wore a pout, Cecilia rocked her hips beneath me.

I smirked, pulled back—leaving the tip in—looked into her eyes, and pushed into her with a stroke so slow Cecilia’s body vibrated and arched toward me.

“You sure?”

Instead of offering a verbal answer, Cecilia grabbed the back of my neck and pulled my face close to hers.

The light filtered through the open blinds, and I was pissed.

Normally, Cecilia shut the house down, but last night, I had her preoccupied. Now I was paying the price. I rolled over and reached for Cecilia, but her spot was cool.

I sat up with a start but relaxed when I saw her on the couch across the room, playing with the baby.

“Good morning,” I said to get her attention.

Hendrix heard my voice and went crazy in his mother’s arms.

“How are you so little and such a big traitor?” Cecilia stood and crossed the room.

“Hey, little man!” I kissed his cheeks and set him on the bed next to me.

Before she could walk away, I pulled Cecilia down on the bed so she was laying on top of me.

I needed to get up and get ready for our day, but I wanted a moment where the outside world didn’t exist. After scanning both of them, I realized I was the only one that hadn’t gotten the memo that we were getting up early. I looked at the clock, and it wasn’t early at all. Last night’s session must have done more damage than I thought possible.

Shifting, Cecilia rolled to the side and handed me my ringing cell phone.

“What’s up?”

“Glad to see you’re awake, sleeping beauty. You out all day today, right?”

“Mhm. Taking the boy outside to do some mommy and me shit Cakes put together.” Snoopy laughed. “You need something?”

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