Page 183 of S is for SEX

She nodded her head.

I pulled my hips back and yanked my cock from inside of her.

“You fucker,” she said as quickly reached between her legs with the shirt.

“I told you, don’t snatch the cock away, remember?” she whined.

She had told me countless times not to do what I had just done.

“Sorry,” I said. “I forgot.”

“You’re full of shit,” she snapped as she rolled off the edge of the couch and waddled toward the bathroom.

I gazed down at my glistening cock. I had come a long way since I met Sydney. My life seemed to be in order now. I may have been a Sinner, and prone to do things other men would never dream of, but I did so knowing my love for her would never fade. No one on this earth would protect her, provide for her, or keep her from harm with greater assurance than I would. As I heard her washing herself off in the bathroom, I stood from the couch and walked her direction.

“Shower?” I said as I leaned in the doorway.

“Uhhm, sure. Sounds good. I need to see if we can run by the shop, Avery’s up there and I want to see her,” she said over her shoulder.

“Okay. Well, how about shower, pizza, and shop?” I asked.

She turned to face me as I reached in and started the water. “Shower, shop, pizza. Before she goes?”

“Sure,” I responded as I stepped into the shower.

After a shower, fresh clothes, and arguing over the hunger I had developed, we were on our way to the shop. Sydney, as always, rode steady as a rock on the back of my bike. If her hands weren’t visible at my sides, I wouldn’t even realize she was behind me. As we came around the corner of the block, I noticed several of the fella’s bikes at the shop. It was by no means full, but for a Tuesday night, there were more than usual. A few, strangely, I didn’t recognize.

After parking the bike, we walked into the empty shop.

“What the fuck? Are they in the meeting room?” I asked as I looked around the shop.

She shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know where you fuckers hang out.”

“Follow me,” I said as I walked toward the meeting room.

As I opened the door, several smiling faces stared at me.

Otis, Slice, Junior, Sarah, Kate, Fancy…

I glanced to my right.

Oh God damn.

Staff Sergeant Jacob, my man Ripp, Shane Dekkar…

Avery stepped from behind Axton. In her arms was an exact twin of the pup I had found on the road. He fought in her arms to get away.

My heart, mind, and entire body filled with emotion as I felt a tremendous heat wash over me. I reached up and wiped the sweat from my brow. I turned toward Sydney and stared.

“Happy Birthday, Baby. Sorry, I had to do it,” she said.

Junior waved and grinned. “Happy Birthday, Mister Toad.”

“Junior,” I said with a nod.

“Happy Birthday,” Avery said as she handed me the pup.

He looked up excitedly, opened his mouth and belched a sound that sounded like a frog.

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