He suddenly drops to his knees in front of me, his focus fully on his fingers stroking my stomach. Leaning forward he feathers kisses on my skin, leaving electricity bouncing in its wake. There’s so much emotion clawing behind his eyes when our gaze collides.
I knew he was the only man I was born to love and by the way he’s glancing at me it’s telling me he feels the exact same way; I was only ever his. A shift in emotion takes place when his finger slides underneath my skirt. His pupils dilate and desire starts to fill our veins.
He rips my skirt away but takes his time to slide down my panties. The moment the silk lands on the floor is when he leans forward and lets his tongue slide over my clit. A moan rips from my chest and my hand flashes out to grip his hair, keeping him in place.
He gives me a low rumble of his voice in return, treating my pussy to the added vibrations, stimulating me some more along with it. His teeth graze my clit, triggering a jolt of pleasure as his fingers dig deeper into my hips to keep me in place.
And then he starts to really devour my pussy. Shaw might be kneeling in front of me, hands on my hips, mouth on my pussy, but he completely possesses my body and mind the way his tongue strokes deep inside me and lights up every nerve that keeps me together.
It doesn’t take long before I splinter apart and surrender to an overwhelming orgasm. Shaw continues to lazily lick me, prolonging my pleasure as I try to calm down my breathing. He slowly raises back to eye level, his jaw glistening and a sexy smirk painting his face.
“So sweet,” he murmurs and crashes his mouth against mine.
His tongue parts my lips and delves in to battle with mine. I’m clawing at his clothes; I want them gone to feel his naked body against mine. Without breaking our kiss, we manage to rip away the fabric, littering the floor the next instant.
His hands go straight to my ass, lifting me up to allow my legs to wrap around his waist and lock my ankles behind his back. He moves us forward to cage me in between the wall and his magnificent body.
The tip of his dick nudges my entrance and it feels so hot, my pussy clenches with anticipation before he slides inside me with one hard thrust. This is when our mouths disconnect, needing to gulp in air and brace for the sweet combination of pleasure with a bite of pain to embrace the connection of our joined bodies.
“Nothing feels better than to be inside you. Nothing compares. Nothing ever will,” he murmurs, kissing and sweetly biting down in the crook of my neck.
His words and the way his dick deliciously moves inside me heightens the pleasure building yet again. It’s so intense I don’t have one other working brain cell to say anything in return. Though it’s unnecessary since the both of us are very much aware of our feelings, our love, and our shared goals for the future.
“I can’t hold back much longer,” Shaw pants and speeds up his thrusts.
The angle of his hips adding pressure on my clit with each stroke is bringing me closer and closer to the edge.
“I’m...I need to...I’m gonna—” I groan and bite down on his shoulder.
“Give it to me gorgeous, give me your pleasure,” he rumbles as I let myself shatter into a million pieces, knowing Shaw will always be there to catch every single piece.
His dick grows thicker inside me before he erupts, launching hot jets of cum deep inside me, branding me inside and out as his over and over.
“Forever mine,” he whispers between hot breaths.
“As you are forever mine as well,” I reply with the same amount of love and devotion.
He slowly slides out and carries me through the bedroom and into the bathroom. Putting me down on my feet, there are no words exchanged as he turns on the shower and waits for the water to heat up. I step underneath the shower and quickly start to wash up.
Shaw raises his eyebrow in question making me grumble, “Lasagna is in the oven. Do you want me to let it burn?”
Shaw’s head tips back and his laughter bounces off the tiles. He grips my hips and plasters me against his body. “Woman, eating burned food isn’t a hardship when I get so much pleasure from having you in my life.”
“Sweet,” I chuckle and worm myself out of his grip. “But I still think you deserve the best and burned food isn’t healthy nor tasty.”
He pulls me close again and whispers against my neck. “I know something else I just consumed is very tasty.”
“Sweet,” I moan again, becoming oblivious to everything except his tender kisses and gentle touch.
“Do you smell something burning?” he questions.
My eyes fly open and I stare into his eyes that are filled with mischief. I shoot him a glare and dance away from his hands as he tries to pull me back to him. I grab a towel and quickly dry off. Not bothering with getting dressed, I head for the living room and snatch Shaw’s shirt off the floor, loving the way it covers all my essential bits. His scent is surrounding me and I know he prefers seeing me in his shirt. He’s such a weirdo with his possessive streaks.
Taking the oven mitts, I remove the lasagna and place it on the counter. From behind me I hear Shaw entering the kitchen. Turning around to face him was a mistake. Instead of having a towel wrapped around his waist he’s using it to dry his hair, shooting me an innocent look as if he’s not to blame for my instant hunger due to his nakedness.
“I’m guessing that look isn’t for the lasagna you just saved from a crispy death. And you know I would have satisfied you again in the shower if you hadn’t run off to save said lasagna.”
I grab the shirt I’m wearing and drag it over my head, letting it drop to the floor at the same time Shaw lets go of the towel.
“Fuck the lasagna,” I breathe and launch myself at him.
He catches me easily and takes my mouth in a fierce kiss. “Fuck everything, because all we need is each other.”
“And all the time in the world,” I fully agree before continuing our scorching kiss.
Epilogue
Nineteen years later
Beecher
“It’s not going to happen, I won’t allow it,” Zerox says and his daughter narrows her eyes, stomps her foot, and marches out of the clubhouse and into the backyard.
Zerox releases a deep sigh and grumbles, “Was my answer so fucking wrong?”
I shake my head. “Hell, no. My daughter isn’t allowed to even ride a damn bike before she’s twenty-one, let alone date or as yours just asked...a long weekend away with a few dudes tagging along. You allow way too much already.”
“Bat, the new prospect,” Zerox starts but shakes his head and rubs his neck. “Deeds called me, told me Bat took care of his daughter. Saved her and treated her as if she was one of our old ladies. He knows how to respect a woman and isn’t even touching any other women since he started prospecting.”
“Since he saw your girl,” I correct him and give him a big grin along with it.
Zerox winces in return. “Maybe I should let him tag along, then she can go.”
I let the thought roll through my mind. “You wouldn’t have to worry about anyone else touching her, that’s for sure. But you would be giving in to that boy’s wish to start something with your baby girl.”
“She’s not so much a baby girl any longer. And that boy has had a crush on her ever since he walked through the front door of the clubhouse,” Maci says as she leans into her old man. “Prospect or a full member or not, it seems like the legend roared its head again. This time touching base with the second generation.”