Page 25 of Two Weddings and a Shoot Out

“You gonna finish what you started, Hope?” Locks rasped as he thrust his cock up in her hand.

“Just waiting for you to wake up,” she said, notching his cock at her entrance. She slid down slowly, taking him deeper. Despite her wetness, Locks was a big man, and she had to adjust to him every time. She raised up a little, then slid down again.

Her nipples were pebbled tight as she moved on top of him. Once more up, then she pushed down until he was all the way inside. Their simultaneous groans had her smiling.

Locks slid his hands onto her hips, then sat up enough to take one of her nipples in his mouth, tugging and teasing it.

“You gonna get to ridin’ me, or shall I take over?” Locks asked.

She slowly moved up and down again, not answering him. Sometimes it was fun to tease him, but one thing she’d learned about Locks was that he enjoyed control, especially in their bed.

“Time’s up,” he said, rolling with her until she was on her back. His hands moved to her thighs, pushing her legs a little higher.

“Let me see that pussy take me deep,” he said, moving in and out, thrusting harder the louder she moaned. And she was moaning and begging him for harder.

He tilted her hips a little more, hammering the spot that had her eyes rolling back in her head. The rush of release had her toes curling and her pussy rippling around Locks’ cock. He yelled her name as he joined her.

He dropped down onto her, breathing heavily, then kissed her lips.

Then he was pulling out of her and slapping her thigh. “Come on, woman, let’s get moving or we’ll be late for the festivities,” he said, walking toward the bathroom, smiling and whistling.

When she didn’t immediately get up and follow him, he peeked back out of the shower.

“Let’s go. Did I leave your legs not working? I can carry you to the shower if you can’t walk yet,” he said, a mischievous grin on his face. If this was the Locks she was going to wake up to each morning, she better make sure she was taking her vitamins. He might be twenty years older, but he had the stamina of a younger man. There was no way she was letting him think he was in better shape.

She rolled over and slid her legs over the side of the bed. Okay, so maybe her legs did feel a little shaky, but she would walk to the shower on her own. She stood up and turned toward the bathroom.

Locks was still standing there, smiling. He winked and crooked his finger at her.

“Umm, no. No shower sex. We’ll be late, and I still have to ride on a motorcycle today,” she said, walking in.

Locks just smiled and nodded, but hell no, she didn’t trust the gleam in his eyes.

Chapter Seventeen

HopecheckedonBenji.Last night was the sleepover at Faith and Slice’s house. Tonight, Roam and Sprite were having all the kids at their house. Then, War, Remi, Sarah, and Scoop were taking all the kids Saturday night to give the parents a break. Since Remi and Sarah were pregnant, they weren’t riding in the Poker Run and were coordinating a lot.

Benji had barely kissed Hope, high-fived Locks, and then run off with the other kids. Ellie walked over.

“I consider it a fantastic day when the boys are so excited they don’t have time to talk,” Ellie said. She had her daughter, Sutton, in jeans, a pink Nelson’s T-shirt, and a jean biker vest with the Nelson’s logo on it. Her hair was up in pigtails with pink scrunchies.

“Good morning, Sutton, what are you doing today?” Locks asked.

“Playing with Georgia,” she whispered.

“Is Mommy riding in the Poker Run?” Locks asked.

Ellie shook her head. “No, it’s a man thing this time. Morgan and Elijah are riding the bikes they helped build with Hennessy, Whiskey, and Ezra. My job is to drive to the halfway point, and then once they pass that, I’ll drive to the bar. Basically, I’m there to pick them up if there are any problems. The boys are so excited. I asked Hennessy if there was any way to make their motorcycles only go up to forty miles an hour because Morgan is a speed demon.”

Locks laughed along with Hope.

“With the huge amount of people participating, they won’t be able to go fast. Even with the staggered start, it will be a cruise to the next stop, not a race,” Locks said, patting Ellie’s arm.

“Oh, thank goodness. I was picturing Morgan doing crap that ticked off half the bikers today. I know our guys would understand, but there are some other MCs that I don’t know enough about to be sure.”

“I’ll take care of it,” Locks mentioned, then kissed Hope’s cheek. “I’ll be back in a little bit.”

“Are you heading over to the wedding area?” Ellie asked.

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