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ROWEN IS KILLINGme. I thought as I wiped the tears from my face. Him holding me close, saying all the words I have longed to hear. I want nothing more than to forgive him, but it’s not that easy. Rowen has no idea how my life was in the days after he left; he decimated me. It took months to pick myself up, and I only did that because I was pregnant and had my sweet little Roe. He thinks he can say sorry, and it will be all right. He’s so wrong.

“Sophia, you okay?” Viking murmured, leaning down to look in my face; the man was a giant.

“Yeah, just stuff with Rowen. I’m fine,” I answered. I knew the whole club knew what was going on; no use in lying.

“How about you help Tonya behind the bar for the rest of the night? She is swamped.”

“Sure, no problem. It will be a nice change,” I replied. Viking was doing me a favor since the bar wouldn’t require as much effort. He was tough, and his icy gaze could freeze you, but I’m thinking he isn’t as hard as he comes off. And sure enough, he walked off without another word, never one for pleasantries.

I’m still baffled by who would want to break Rowen and me up. I had already broken up with Marcus weeks before I started dating Rowen, and thinking of Marcus, it’s odd he hasn’t tried to get together. He seemed pretty adamant the other night. I want to question him about that video. So I took out my phone and texted him to see if he still wanted to meet up and talk. Then, I headed to the bar to work the rest of my shift.

“Hey, Tonya, Viking put me with you for the rest of the night,” I said. Tonya was a very curvy brunette who I’m sure made great tips. She was also really nice and had been nothing but welcoming since I started.

“Thank God, I have been swamped all evening. I’m glad for the help,” she replied.

I went to work making drinks. Rowen moved to the bar's edge and continued watching me, and I did my best to block him out. But, I could feel those pale green eyes like burns on my skin. It was going to be a long night.

CHAPTER NINE

I FOLLOWED SOPHIAback to the clubhouse.She is still driving that 2015 red Mustang that she looked sexy driving. I didn’t bother to hide the fact I was following her. I wanted her to know that I wasn’t giving up on us. So I slowed as she parked and then rode my bike to the garage. I went to my room, showered, and put on a pair of sweats. My cock was already hard from just the thought of what I was about to do. Sophia may kill me in the morning, but tonight she would be screaming my name in pleasure.

I know I should wait longer, but Rowena comes home tomorrow, and I won’t have another chance to show Sophia how good we were together. I waited an hour, so I knew she would be asleep. Sophia drops into sleep fast and sleeps heavy. I went to her door and, as quietly as possible, started to pick the lock.

I heard footsteps, fuck, who is that? Looking up to see Stonewall coming down the hall. Stonewall arched a brow at me. “What in the hell are you doing, Lord?” he asked quietly.

“Sophia needs me to remind her of some things. So pretend you didn’t see shit,” I whispered while picking the lock and smiled in satisfaction when I succeeded.

“I really need to switch rooms,” Stonewall grumbled as he entered his room, shutting the door.

I opened the door slowly, peeking in, and as I figured, Sophia was out like a light, flat on her back, arms thrown over her head. Some things never change. I took off the sweats and crept over to the bed, and took a minute to watch her sleep. Sophia was so beautiful, more beautiful to me than any other woman, It's like I know there are more beautiful women, but I don’t see it because I only see her face, and that has never changed.

I pulled the cover down her body and my breath caught; holy fuck, Sophia was naked. This is perfect. I took her in from the tips of her perfect dusky pink nipples, her flat stomach that was now marked from her pregnancy which made her even more perfect, to that thin line of hair that led to the sweetest pussy ever made, and then down those long, toned legs that I couldn’t wait to have wrapped around me.

I stroked my cock, wondering how in the hell I was going to last. My cock was ten inches hard and thick. Everyone thinks it must be great to have such a big cock. It’s not. I have to take extra time to prepare a woman for its size, and blow jobs were lackluster at best. I taught Sophia how to give me a blow job, so I enjoyed it; she was the only woman I ever bothered to teach. And I hadn’t been in a pussy since Sophia left three years ago, and my cock wanted inside her right now.

I crawled into bed beside her and started touching and kissing Sophia, lingering on her pretty tits, my fingers playing with her pussy, until I heard her begin to moan and her body started moving. I kissed my way down to her pussy, spreading her legs; I went in for the kill and started tongue fucking Sophia, which I knew was something she loved. I felt her fingers go into my hair and her breathy words. “This does not mean I forgive you, Rowen.” With her words, I knew tonight would be hot, and she was all in, at least for a fuck. I continued eating her out. I loved it as much as she did, I never enjoyed going down on a woman until Sophia, but with her pussy I can’t get enough.

I pulled away, looking up at her. “Did you miss my tongue in your pussy, Sophia?” I asked, not continuing until she answered.

“God, yes, Rowen, now put it back,” she moaned, pushing my head down and shoving her pussy in my face. I knew she was close, and I needed her to come. I needed to fuck her. My cock was granite. I took three fingers, shoving them in and out while my tongue sucked her clit. I felt her breathing quicken as her moans got louder. Sophia was a screamer, so I took my free hand, putting it over her mouth, so everyone in the damn building didn’t come running. And I did it just in time because she hit her peak, screaming into my hand.

There were so many things I wanted to do to Sophia, but there would be time later, right now, I needed inside her. “Hold on tight, Sophia, I’m going to fuck your tight, wet pussy with my big cock,” I rasped as I came above her, my mouth finding hers and our tongues dancing, I pushed my cock in, trying to go slow, but she was gyrating underneath me driving me crazy with lust. “Jesus, your so fucking tight; I‘m trying to go slow,” I gasped.

“Fuck me hard; now, Rowen, I won’t break,” she ordered. Moving her hips, trying to push my cock in further.

“Fine, baby, you want it hard; I’ll give it to you hard.” And I gave a hard push, shoving my cock until my balls hit her pussy. Shit, I thought my heart would stop; it felt so damn good. Her legs went around my back as I braced my arms on each side of her, and I started moving, going hard and fast as she wanted. With her loud moaning and nails clawing my back and ass, urging me on, I never took my eyes off her face. I have dreamed of this for three years. “I love you so much, Sophia,” I said, my mouth inches from hers. I teased her tongue out, sucking it into my mouth.

“Ohhh, Rowen, I love...I’m so close,” she rasped, her wails getting louder. I slowed down, wanting to hear her say she loved me.

“Say you love me, Sophia,” I grunted. It was taking all I had to stop moving.

She raked her nails down my back in frustration. “Damn you, Rowen, I love you, now move,” she begged. I continued fucking Sophia, once again putting my hand over her mouth to keep her quiet, simultaneously controlling my loud moans and grunts. It was bad enough the bed was hitting the wall hard enough to cause dents. And for Sophia and me, this was tame. We’ve been known to break beds. She was a wildcat in the bedroom. I felt my balls start to tighten; I wouldn’t last much longer. Thank God I finally felt Sophia tighten around me as she orgasmed, her pussy pulsing around my cock, her scream muffled by my hand. With one final push, I let go with a groan shooting my cum inside Sophia, almost blacking out from the pleasure.

I stilled not pulling out; I didn’t want to sever this connection with Sophia. So instead, using my elbows to keep my weight off her, I leaned my forehead on hers, giving my heart time to settle back down. Neither of us speaking, just watching the other, sweaty and sated.

I WOKE UPwith my head on Rowen’s chest listening to hissteady heartbeat. I knew he would come to me last night, and I knew I was going to let him do whatever he wanted.

And I knew I would hate myself this morning.

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