Page 76 of Heart of Stone
"Let me show you," he whispers against my skin. "Let me prove how much I need you."
Then his mouth is on me, and coherent thought becomes impossible. He takes me apart with lips and tongue, working me higher and higher until I'm trembling on the edge.
But it's not enough. I need more. Needhim.
I pull him back up my body, desperate for his kiss, his touch, the solid weight of him above me. His hands and mouth work magic on my body, drawing sounds from me I didn't know I could make.
"Tell me you're mine," he growls against my throat.
"I’m yours," I gasp. "Always yours."
His cock slides home, and we both groan as he fills me. The stretch and burn of him is exquisite, dancing me across a knife edge of pleasure and pain. His body covers mine completely, his weight a delicious anchor as he holds himself still, letting me adjust.
“I love you, Andi. So fucking much.”
His mouth finds my breast, teeth grazing sensitive flesh as his thumb works circles against my clit.
My answer is to lift my hips and beg for more, wrapping my legs around him to pull him deeper. His groan rumbles through hischest as he begins to move, each thrust slow and deep like he’s trying to claim every inch of me.
His free hand grips my hip hard enough to leave marks as he holds me in place, thrusting into me, claiming me, branding me.
"Mine," he growls, picking up his pace. "Say it again."
"Yours." I drag my nails down his back, loving how his muscles bunch under my hands. "All yours."
His rhythm falters at my words, his control slipping. Good. I want him as desperate as I feel, as consumed by this need between us.
"Never letting you go again," he promises, his voice rough. Each word is punctuated by a thrust that drives me higher. “I love you.”
The raw honesty in his voice, combined with the perfect angle of his hips, sends me over the edge. I shatter around him, my body clamping down as wave after wave of pleasure crashes through me. He follows a moment later, my name a promise on his lips as he pulses inside me.
After, he holds me close, his fingers drawing gentle patterns across my skin. The silence between us is easy, even if it holds an unasked questions.
I sigh, closing my eyes, knowing we've crossed a line. There's no going back from this. From us.
Smiling, I open my eyes, turning my head toward him.
"Stay," I whisper into the darkness.
His arms tighten around me. "Forever, little lamb."
EPILOGUE 1
HAWK
“Those papers we found,” Lee says, leaning against the porch pole. “Cash has been pouring over them. Summit made a mistake.”
I raise an eyebrow in question.
“There was one transaction—a small one, but he traced it. It’s cartel.”
“Damn.” I shake my head. “What are they up to?”
“No idea. But speaking of what someone’s up to.” Lee nods across the road to where Axel is tinkering in the clubhouse garage with his bike. “He's riding past that hot traffic controller three times this week. Think he knows we’re on to him?"
I follow his gaze across the street to the clubhouse. Andi and I have moved into her former rental after purchasing the place from her landlord. It’s conveniently located close enough to the Clubhouse that I can still fulfill my duties, and oversee anything the club needs.
The road captain has been finding excuses to ride that route ever since the new traffic guard started. Something about her has caught his attention, though he refuses to share.
