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“Fuck baby, that feels so damn good. Ride your man again. Claim me.”
And so, I do. I let all those feelings come out through the movements of my body. I roll my hips and ride my man for all he’s worth.
Just as I feel like I’m going to explode, he rolls me over. “Let me see you from behind, baby. I want to hold onto your ass while I take you.”
I don’t argue. I want that too. I roll over and kneel, my whole body shaking with need and a desire more profound than I’ve ever known before.
He slaps my ass and then slowly runs his palm over my butt cheeks. “Princess, this is the prettiest ass I’ve ever seen.”
I shiver, loving the pain of his slap and then the comfort of his palm. “Slap it again, Hawk. Spank me.”
He chuckles darkly. “Maggie, you never stop surprising me.”
He slaps my butt cheek lightly again. “Harder,” I grunt, “harder.”
His hand hits my skin with a little more force. A responding ache in my pussy makes me moan. “Fuck, fuck, so good, so good,” I chant, and my body continues to shake. My breasts sink lower, and I can feel the cool sheets against the tips of my hard nipples.
He rubs my ass again and then I feel his cock at my entrance. “I’m going to come in hard, baby. Make you come right away.”
And he does. He’s fast and hard and the orgasm overwhelms my whole body. When his finger touches my sensitive nub, I burst into a million pieces. I scream out into the night. I’m in a million pieces that he manages to catch and put together. He’s putting me back together. He’s making me whole again.
When he comes a few moments later and I feel his seed shoot inside me, a warmth flows through me.
This. This is exactly where I belong.
Chapter Sixteen
Hawk
What kind of spell has she cast on me? -Hawk
I creep out of bed, trying not to wake my beautiful girl.God, she’s so fuckin’ magical laid out on my bed like this.Her red curls are spread out on the pillow and there’s a peaceful look on her pixie face. She even has freckles that make me want to trace them running across her cheeks.
Last night. God, last night. It was incredible.My body heats at the thought of her body beneath mine writhing in pleasure. And then riding me with those thick hips, my bruising grip holding her in place. Then spanking her smooth skin.Fuck, I hope I put my marks on her.I hope she felt the same kind of sparks I did.
It was more than just the amazing sex. It was the conversation. Actually talking to someone about my past. I felt comfortable with her in a way I hadn’t with a woman ever. Shewatched me with an open expression that said she would accept me the way I was.
I study my scruffy appearance in the bathroom mirror. I need a shave, desperately, at least to clean up this beard. It’s longer than I realized. I look like some kind of lumberjack on steroids. Maggie must have a hell of a beard burn. That causes me to grin in satisfaction.Fuck, I’m gone for her.
The fall morning air is crisp, and it’s barely dawn as I shrug on my leather jacket and open the front door.
Deadeye is waiting, as expected, right in front of my building. I spoke with him only a few hours ago, while Maggie slept in between bouts of lovemaking. Club business can’t wait, even for my own personal needs. I’m hoping to get back before she even wakes. The note I left on my pillow said as much.
“Mornin’,” he mutters gruffly, and I nod back. I cast one last longing glance towards the window of the room upstairs where Maggie sleeps. What I wouldn’t give to be back up there with her.
“Missing somethin’?” Deadeye asks with a sardonic grin. His ice blue eyes twinkle with amusement at my lovelorn expression.
I shrug. “Let’s get it done, brother,” I say right before revving my engine. I’m ready to get these guys and get back to my girl.
Crash and Jinx are a couple of idiots but they’re back to making threats against the Savage Kings. It’s time to get to work and defend our turf. It will only require a little physical persuasion to get them to leave for good. The law may be good for some things, but sometimes for goons like these it’s best to just take them out and show them the consequences.
My lips curl up into a snarl.Consequences. That’s one way of putting it.
Chapter Seventeen
Maggie
What if my own curiosity ruins the one thing in my life that makes sense? -Maggie
