Page 25 of Falling Hard

When he didn’t automatically go deeper, I forced him to give me a mouthful, I took him deep into my throat. His hand wrapped my hair into a ponytail and pulled on it tightly. The deeper he went, the more enjoyment I got out of it because he was clearly forcing himself not to come.

I pulled back, and the need for sex filled his eyes.

“Don’t pull back out.”

“Nah, fuck that. I want to finish in you, and I don’t mean in your mouth.” He backed me to the couch, sitting me down and spreading my legs.

Placing my legs over his shoulders, he positioned himself.

“You’re mine, Emmeline Paxton.” With those words, he pumped into me, causing my body to tingle. As he picked up the speed, I couldn’t stop the gasps coming from my mouth.

We didn’t make love, and we didn’t have sex. We fucked, and it was perfect.

* * *

I wokeup in Maiden’s arms after sleeping in the back of a car in the garage. It was his current project on top of fixing his bike at the moment.

After we had sex, I didn’t want to go back inside and pretend like it hadn’t happened. It seemed he wanted the same, so he guided me into the back of the car, and I fell asleep lying half on top and half beside him with his hard chest against my back.

I didn’t remember the last time I had slept so perfectly. No nightmares. No terrors. No voices. Just bliss. Was this what it was like to be normal? I couldn’t help but wonder because this was the first time I had really experienced it.

Maiden’s fingers drew circles on my hip, so I knew he was awake, he just didn’t know I was.

So I cleared my throat. “Maiden, about last night…”

“If you say forget about it, I’ll fuck you again right now so you can’t wipe it from your mind.”

I turned on the backseat to face him. We were so close I could feel his breathing. I traced his jaw.

“I loved it,” I spoke the honest truth. “But it doesn’t have to mean anything else,” I said tightly. “You don’t have to claim me as yours.”

I felt his jaw tighten underneath my finger.

“You’re mine, Emmie.” His words were tight and gave me no room to interject. With his hand on my back, he pulled me tighter against his chest. “I’m telling your old man about us. Ain’t fucking sneaking around behind everyone’s back.” Maiden was one of the men who was upfront, and what you saw was what you got.

“You’ll end up with a bloody shirt,” I whispered against his chest. And maybe some broken bones I wanted to add.

“I’ll take it.” He lifted my chin up. “I’d take a hell of a lot more to be with you, Emmie.”

A soft smile spread across my cheeks. For the first time in a long time, I felt like a normal girl who had the potential to be loved for who I was.

* * *

My mind raced with thoughts,the kind of thoughts not friendly to me, and the kind that usually sparked the voices. Since hearing Dad was going to prison, things were getting worse for me mentally.

I didn’t know how I was going to manage without him, but I also knew that I had to be an adult and this was a perfect opportunity to do it. I wanted so badly to leave the MC world behind because I didn’t know how I would feel waking up every morning to a club that my dad was no longer in.

Until last night, Dad was the reason I kept the MC in my life. Now, I had a new reason to keep it in my life—Maiden. If it were possible for a man to own a woman, Maiden had made it clear he owned me.

And the scary thing was I didn’t mind about it.

I walked downstairs and heard Maiden and Dad’s voices.

“Well, if it isn’t my number one girl.”

I smiled at Dad’s greeting, but we both knew that there were two number one girls for him, the other being my cousin Libby.

“You interested in a day trip?” Dad asked, and I frowned.

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