Page 35 of Liberate Us

Reachingbetween us, I pulled my cock out of the gray sweatpants I was wearing. I wasthankful I had some extra clothes in the storage compartment on my bike.

Kissing upher chest, I covered her mouth with mine as I reached between her legs andpulled the fabric of her loose pajama shorts to the side. “Ride me, baby,” Imurmured against her lips.

She inchedcloser, lining her hot pussy up with the tip of my dick. “Fuck.”

My cocktwitched, the tip butting against her center, teasing us both. “Drop this cunton it. Now,” I barked, fisting her hair in both hands.

She did asshe was told, slamming her pelvis down on me, igniting a yell from us both.

Now that Iwas inside her, I held her head, kissed her mouth, and fucked her.

Hard.Rough.

Andviolently.

Amber

After that initial tripto the motel, Sammy andI had spent every chance together that we could. We quickly fell into aroutine. I would go to work and he would pick me up when my shift ended, if hewasn’t there already. We would go back to my place and spend the night wrappedup in each other.

While westill hadn’t put a label on what we were doing, we enjoyed spending timetogether. I still didn’t know much about why he was moody, but I liked that Igot the softer side to him. When we were in my bed late at night, he wouldlightly touch my shoulder or slowly link his fingers with mine. The touch, softand soothing, nothing like the man I had come to develop feelings for.

A few ofhis crew noticed how his mood had changed. Not a whole lot but enough where hewasn’t at least making the girls cry anymore. He also hadn’t beat anyone upsince before we started sleeping together either but to be fair, no one had hiton me. Yet.

SammyButcher took up all of my time. When I wasn’t with him, I was texting him. Itbecame obsessive and I thought something was wrong with me. I didn’t want todepend on a man again but after speaking with my mom about it, she reassured methat I was strong and fierce, and that it was okay to give a little.

“Is heanything like Aaron was?” Mom asked me, taking a sip of her wine.

Isighed, adjusting the computer screen so I could see her clearly as I leanedback against my headboard. “No. He’s not. I’m just scared to give away thatpart of myself again.”

“I getthat, baby girl. How long have you two been…” She waggled her eyebrows.“…hanging out?”

Ilaughed. “A few weeks. Maybe longer. I don’t know really.”

“And hashe ever given you any reason to doubt whatever this is you two are doing?”

I openedmy mouth to respond but hesitated and thought over her words. “No,” I answeredfinally. “He hasn’t.”

And Sammyhadn’t. Even if he was in one of his moods, he still touched me gently andfucked me hard when I needed. He never even had to ask and knew how and when Iwanted him.

One night,I was getting ready to finish my shift so I could go home and pack for my tripto my mom’s the following day. When a dark shadow loomed over the bar top, Iknew before looking up that it wasn’t Sammy. I hadn’t seen him in a couple ofdays after finding out that his brother’s girlfriend had an accident, and hewas spending time with them. My heart swelled that he was there for his family,and I hoped that everything was alright with her.

Knucklesrapped on top of the bar, bringing my attention back to the present.

“What doyou want, Will?” I asked, my tone bored.

“A beer,”came his deep reply.

I nodded,pouring him one before placing the pint on the bar top in front of him.

When hefinished it, he pushed the empty glass toward me. “Where’s your littleboyfriend?”

I snorted.Sammy was anything but little and just because he wasn’t around, didn’t meanthat others weren’t watching and keeping an eye on things for him. We may havenot officially said we were boyfriend and girlfriend, but his boys still knewthat we were together.

“Amber,these are my brothers, Cheesy and Locke.” Sammy cupped my shoulders, pushing meforward a little bit.

I lookedup at the two younger guys dressed in leather cuts.

“Guys,this is Amber. Or Red. Either work. When I’m not around, she is to be watched.At all times. If you see someone messing with her, take care of it and reportback to me. We clear?”

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