Page 52 of Crash and Burn
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Rascal
After breakfast,Marley grabbed a hoodie and took her coffee and kindle to the back porch. Staying out here in the middle of nowhere should do her some good. This place is by far one of the most peaceful places I’ve ever been. It makes me want to build a house out on the club’s property, away from everyone. Bull owns enough land we could all build a house and still have plenty of distance between each one. I get the kitchen cleaned and sit back at the island to finish my coffee.
Marley is sitting in one of the oversize chairs with her legs tucked under her, coffee in one hand, kindle in the other. Her hair is pulled back in a messy bun and her face free of any makeup. I love seeing her this way. Even at the clubhouse she always had her makeup done.
“Nice view out there, huh?” Raze walks around the island, wearing a smug grin.
“Best I’ve ever seen.”
“Don’t fuck it up,” he tells me.
“I’m trying not to.”
“Don’t worry, you will. We’ve all been there.” He laughs. “What matters is you don’t stop trying.”
Raze moves around the kitchen, getting two coffee mugs and the creamer and makes coffee for him and Minx.
“Go out there and talk to her.” With that, he goes back upstairs. I turn my attention back to Marley. Her eyes are glued to whatever she’s reading. I can’t help wondering if she remembers having a nightmare in the middle of the night and me coming to lay with her. I laid there for hours, holding her and watching her sleep, worried she was going to wake up screaming again. I wanted to ask her about it when she came out of her room earlier, but I didn’t want to pry.
I shake my head, I need to get a workout in and clear my head. I walk outside to talk to her. She’s so wrapped up in her kindle, she doesn’t even hear me come out.
I clear my throat, causing her to jump. I grin. “Didn’t mean to scare you. I wanted to let you know I’m gonna change and head downstairs to the gym.”
Her eyes come to mine. “This place has a gym?”
“It’s not much, but yeah. If you need me that’s where I’ll be.”
“Thanks, Romeo.” She smiles and goes back to reading. I walk back inside, straight to my room to change into some work out clothes. I grab my phone and headphones and head to the basement. I turn on my work out playlist, mostly Breaking Benjamin songs, pop my headphones in and start some warm up stretches. After stretching, I run on the treadmill for roughly thirty minutes. I pause for some water before starting in on the punching bag.
I’m in the zone, focusing solely on the music and throwing punches, I don’t even notice Marley at first. I move around the punching bag and stop when I catch her in my line of sight. She’s wearing cropped yoga pants and a sports bra, running on the treadmill. Pulling my headphones out, I walk to the treadmill. She takes hers out but doesn’t stop running.
“You doin’ alright,” I ask.
“Yeah. Minx and Raze went into town, so I thought I’d come get a workout in, too.”
“Mhmm.” My eyes roam down her body and back up.
“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” She throws at me.
“I’d like to do a lot more than that.” I grin. “Why don’t you stop running and let me show you?”
She slows the treadmill down to a stop and stares at me with a challenging gleam in her eye. I take a step closer to her, grab the back of her thighs and pick her up, her legs wrap around me. I turn around, shoving her against the wall. Crashing my lips on hers, I swipe my tongue across her bottom lip. Her lips part and I deepen the kiss. She attempts to lift her hips only for me to pin her to the wall with mine, grinding my hardening cock against her. The thin fabric of our clothes is the only barrier between us.
Marley bites my bottom lip then pulls it into her mouth, sucking on it briefly before letting it go. I let out a groan. Grabbing a fist full of her hair, I pull her head back, kissing and biting her neck.
“Cameron,” she moans in my ear. I lift her sports bra up, letting her tits free. Sucking on one, I pinch her other nipple, rolling it between my finger and thumb. Her hand goes to my hair with a tight grip, the stinging sensation driving me forward. Lifting her off the wall, I move her to one of the benches, laying her down. My eyes rake over her body as my dick strains against my shorts.
She sits up, taking her bra off and tosses it to the floor. I follow suit, taking my shirt off. Her hands come to the waistband of my shorts, tugging them down enough so my dick pops out, standing at full attention. She takes it in her hand, sending chills down my spine. Pumping her hand up and back down, she looks at me through her eye lashes and I damn near fall apart right there.
“Uh-uh, Princess.” I pull out of her grip, tucking myself back into my shorts and she sticks her lip out, pouting. I put my hand to her chest, laying her back and kneel in front of her. My hands go to her waistband as I bite the inside of her thigh through her pants.
“Ahh,” she moans. I pull her pants down to her ankles. I tease her clit with my tongue then lightly blow on it, making her skin break out in goosebumps.
“Keep teasing me and I’ll have no choice but to repay the favor,” she sasses.
I laugh. “Oh? You think so, huh?”
