Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 84788 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84788 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
"Rye..." she groaned into my ear as I bit into her neck, her fingers digging into my back hard as her legs wrapped around my lower back.
And, well, there was only so much restraint a man could demonstrate.
I shifted my hips and slammed forward, hitting as deep as her body would allow and rocking my pelvis against hers to rub over her clit again.
Then there was no teasing, no softness. I slammed into her: hard, deep, fast, driving her back upward and sending her crashing over before she could realize she was close. Her pussy clenched hard around my cock and I buried deep and came, cursing out her name as I rested my head in the crook of her neck.
"Rye," she said a minute later, her voice sounding almost a little amused.
I pushed up enough to look down at her. "What?"
She smiled then, open, carefree, a smile I hadn't seen from her before, not really. "We totally just had sex in a bed."
I felt my own lips tip upward, a surprised chuckle rolling in my chest. "Yeah we did."
"It was pretty damn good, but I don't think we should give up open fields in thunderstorms or the yard at the compound just yet."
"Or the roof," I added, leaning down and dropping a quick kiss on her lips. "Or the bathroom. Or my cars."
"Exactly," she said, unconsciously running her hands up and down my back. "But the bed does have an advantage."
"What's that?"
"I can sleep here," she said, bringing a hand to cover her mouth as she yawned.
I laughed, planting a kiss to her forehead and pulling away to go deal with the condom. When I walked back out, she had already moved up the bed and climbed under the covers, the light off on her bedside table.
"You weren't fucking around about being tired, huh?"
"Hey some of us require sleep to keep functioning," she said, curling up on her side toward me as I got under the covers, reaching over to turn off the light, leaving just the one over by the door to the hall on to be able to see each other by. "Besides, it's not my fault. You stole the last of my energy."
"Get used to that," I said, pulling her up and onto my chest, feeling her soft body meld perfectly to my harder one. My arms went around her back and hips to anchor her to me, not wanting her to roll away in sleep. It was a new feeling for me.
But then again, it was all new to me.
I never stuck around long enough to have a woman fall asleep with me.
"Okay," she said, her voice already a little far away like she was falling asleep.
"Okay," I said back, squeezing her a little and feeling her relax against me as she passed out.
To my complete and utter shock, less than an hour later, I did as well.
Nineteen
Maze
For no damn good reason, I was twisted in knots as we drove into the compound the next afternoon. Repo, as if sensing the tension in me over breakfast, had tried to smooth things over, telling me how on-board Reign had been with helping, calling in the other friendleys in the area, claiming I was part of their club even though I was only a probate.
But regardless of that and the absolutely mind-numbingly hard, borderline brutal sex we'd had in the shower right before leaving, so rough that I'd had three orgasms and some soreness between my legs the whole ride back to Navesink bank, I was still freaking out a little bit.
First, because I'd lied.
I didn't know Reign as well as Repo did, but he really didn't seem like the kind of man who was going to be forgiving about being lied to, repeatedly.
Second, because I didn't want any of them to think that my situation in any way made me weak. They, being bikers, outlaws, testosterone-driven men, tended to settle problems with bull-headed confrontation. There was no running away. That was what pussies did. It was not what a one-percenter did. Ever.
So yeah, when I followed Repo into the front door, K taking my six, I was pretty fucking close to throwing up all over my boots.
I had half-expected to walk into some sort of damn tribunal, all the patched members standing in a line, arms crossed over their chests, ready to throw me out on my ass. But when I walked in and found everything pretty much business-as-usual in the clubhouse. Men were playing pool or bullshitting, watching TV. At the bar were the men who held my future in their hands: Reign, Cash, and Wolf. Janie was nearby with a woman I had learned to know as Alex. I looked around, expecting to see her man, Breaker, but not seeing him anywhere.
Duke and Renny were standing on opposite sides of the room, Renny by the door to the hall, Duke leaning against the wall by the couch. I know from what Repo and K told me that the two of them had teamed up to track down leads and bring in Moose, but things still seemed a little tense between them.