Page 62 of Pedal to the Metal
He groans. “Fucking hell. You’re already soaking wet, Kitty.” I look down and he grins. He pumps his fingers in and out a couple of times, earning a purr like moan from me. “That’s my girl. Purr for me, baby.”
His mouth is back on my clit. His tongue and fingers working in perfect rhythm. I start to slowly move my hips in time with his movements. I can feel my release starting to build up and just when I think I’m about to cum, he stops. A whine escapes my mouth and he chuckles.
“I’m not done yet. I just need you to cum on my tongue,” he says before his tongue slides into my pussy. His thumb is on my clit with just the right amount of pressure. He has me worked up again in no time.
I grab a handful of his hair and he moans against me. He starts rubbing my clit a fraction faster. I say his name on a moan as my legs start to shake and I cum on his tongue. He laps up my release and gives me a light nibble on the inside of my thigh before making his way up my body.
Kissing up my stomach, he stops to give my boobs attention, and then more kisses along my collarbone and up my neck. Then he stops, looking me right in the eyes with a big, goofy grin on his face. I hold his face with both hands, butterflies fluttering in my stomach.
“I love you, Mason.” He gives me a full-tooth smile that stretches across his whole face. I’m surprised it didn’t split in half. His lips crash down on mine. He slides his tongue into my mouth and I can taste myself. When he pulls away, he’s still smiling.
“I love you too, Savannah. I’m going to show you just how much.” And show me he does.
We’ve fucked before and this isn’t that at all. He makes love to me slowly, kissing me as he does. I can feel my release building up again. I wrap my legs around him, digging my heels into his ass. I scratch my nails down his back and he growls into my neck.
“Savannah . . .” he draws out.
I smirk then whisper in his ear. “Fuck me, Mason.”
It’s not that I wasn’t enjoying him making love to me. I just need more. I know he does too. He picks up the pace and I meet him thrust for thrust. His hand delves into my hair and he pulls just enough so my chin is up.
He bites right where my shoulder and neck meet, just as my release hits and I cry out his name. He thrusts into me a couple more times before he’s growling out my name and his cum covers the inside of my pussy. He buries his face into my neck and I lightly run my fingers along the back of his neck and between his shoulders.
Just as I feel myself about to drift off, he pops his head up, kisses the tip of my nose and climbs off the bed. “What are you doing?” I ask, watching him move to the closet. He pulls a box off the top shelf and comes back to the bed. I scoot up, pulling a blanket over to cover myself.
“I got you something.” A Cheshire cat grin stretches across his face as he sits down and puts the box on the bed between us. “Open it.”
I lift the lid off, pull out the tissue paper, and freeze. Black leather. I know what it is without having to pull it out. My eyes fill with tears as I pull the leather out. My very own cut. On the back it says,Property of Raze,and it has The Savage Menaces’ logo. On the bottom left on the back, it has RIP patches for Hawk and Jager. Seeing those make the tears start flowing. I set it down and throw my arms around Raze.
“I love it. I love you.” I chuckle. “Thank you for adding the ones for my brothers.”
“Of course, babe. Prez thought they would be a good addition. Some of the brothers, myself included, plan to get them added to our own cuts soon.”
“Take me out on your bike?” I can hear the excitement in my own voice. Raze’s face lights up and he nods.
We both hurry getting dressed. I throw on some skin tight jeans, a fitted grey shirt, and my riding boots. Then put my hair in a braid. I grab my cut, looking it over one more time before sliding it on. Raze turns to look at me and freezes. He walks over to me and cups my face with his hand.
“You look sexy as hell, Kitty.” He wraps his free hand around my waist, pulling me closer to him. “You sure you don’t want to stay in for another round?”
I laugh and shake my head. “We can have as many more rounds as you’d like. Later. Right now, I want to go on a ride on my man’s bike. With my man.”
“I’m gonna hold you to that, ya know.” He winks at me and throws his arm around my shoulder. We walk into the main room and there are a lot more people here than I thought would be. Saint sees us walk in. He looks from Raze to me. When he sees what I’m wearing, his eyes almost bug out of his head.
“Hey!” Saint cheers. “I never thought I see the day!”
He walks over to us and congratulates us. He wraps me in a hug. “You’re the perfect woman for him. Keep his ass in line.” He pulls away and winks at me. Raze punches Saint in the arm and laughs. Pops sees us and makes his way to us.
“It was only a matter of time,” he says to me. Of course he knew I’d end up with a Menace. He hugs me then nods a Raze, who returns it with a nod of his own. Men.
We slowly make our way out of the clubhouse with someone stopping us every foot or so. We’re standing by Raze’s bike and he’s looking at me like he would take me right here, right now if I’d let him. We both climb on his bike and get situated. Before he starts his bike, he looks at me over his shoulder.
“Ready to ride, Kitty?”
“As long as I’m riding with you.”
He starts his bike and it growls to life. We take off with no destination, just the open road ahead, riding into our next adventure— never riding alone again.
