Page 91 of Trick or Treat

“If you can get him to the airport, I can get him into Mexico.”

“Done. Swing by the compound when you’re done.”

With their business with Kurtis at an end, Trick had an overwhelming need to get to Lindsey. He needed to see her. He needed to hold her in his arms. He needed to know she was all right.

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Trick stormed into the clubhouse, scanning the room for Lindsey. His heart rate accelerated when he didn’t immediately find her. Where was she? “Lindsey?”

“She’s in your room,” Tulsa spoke up. He and Chris sat at the bar, each with a cup of coffee in front of them and a box of doughnuts between them.

“Where’d you get doughnuts?” If one of these assholes left Lindsey alone to go get doughnuts, someone was going to die.

“Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Slow your roll. Darren and Lance called on their way back and asked if we wanted anything. We didn’t leave your woman here alone.” Tulsa held up a hand. “And before you ask, she’s fine. Bacon’s already checked her out and says she’s good.”

“Bacon gave her something to calm her down.” Chris placed his coffee mug down on the bar. “She was beside herself worrying about you. Kept pacing back and forth, crying.” He shook his head. “It was hard to watch.”

The tension in his shoulders melted away. “Thanks, brothers. Appreciate it.” He patted first Tulsa then Chris on their backs as he passed them on his way to his room. He hated knowing she’d been so worried about him, but there’d been no other way around it. Tulsa, Chris, Darren and Lance were all told their job was to find Lindsey and get her to safety, whoever found her first. If she would have stayed and he’d laid eyes on her, his whole focus would have been on her and someone in the brotherhood could have gotten killed. He would never have forgiven himself.

He paused with his hand on the doorknob, debating on whether or not he should call and tell his kids he had Lindsey back. Since it was around five in the morning, he thought he’d wait until they were up and able to talk to Lindsey themselves.

He slowly opened the door, stepped inside, shutting and locking it behind him. He found it completely dark except for a sliver of light coming from the bathroom She’d left the bathroom door cracked enough to see by. He wasn’t sure if it was for his benefit or hers. For a moment, he stood at the foot of the bed, taking in the sight of her safe and sound in his bed. A strand of her auburn hair lay across her cheek and her thick dark lashes formed half-moons on her pale cheeks. He scrubbed his face with his hands and exhaled roughly. Would he ever get over this fear of losing her?

He softly sat on the end of bed and pulled his boots off, dropping first one, then the other to the floor. He quickly stood and removed his cut and clothes before rounding the bed, pulling the covers back and sliding in beside her. He rolled to his side and pulled her back into his front, wrapping an arm over her hip. Fuck. He couldn’t get close enough to her. He needed to be inside her, feeling her surrounding him.

He nuzzled his nose along her neck, the smell of strawberries in her hair calming his frayed nerves. He slipped an arm beneath her, pulling her even closer. He smoothed his other hand from her hip and up her side, pushing his t-shirt as he went. He shuddered at finding her bare beneath his shirt. He smiled as he gently pulled her earlobe between his teeth and earned himself a pleasure-filled moan. He hissed in agony when plucking at her nipple got her pushing her ass into his already hard cock. Sliding his had from her hip, around to the back, he found her pussy already wet. “Fuck me,” he whispered into her neck at the same time he ground himself against her ass.

He could feel and hear when her breaths turned to panting. Her eyes may be closed, but she was fully aware of what was happening. In fact, she was grinding her ass into his groin. “Trick,” she whispered breathlessly. “You made it back.”

“Yeah, baby. I did.” He slipped two fingers in her wet depths, pleased that she was as ready as he was. Thank God. He didn’t think he had it in him to get her primed. The urge to take her and feel her come alive in his arms was too much. He moved his finger in and out, the sounds of her breathing and moans of desire music to his ears.

“Can’t wait. Need you too bad. Need to fuck you hard.” He reached between them, lined his cock up with her entrance and with one long slow push, he was buried to the hilt. Dropping his head to her shoulder, he groaned and squeezed her hip.

“Trick, please.” Lindsey squirmed against him, testing his resolve to see that she came first.

“Mmm. My baby need to come on my cock?” he teased.

“Yes. Fuck me,” she whined.

He pulled her leg over the top of his, spreading her wide open. Unable to remain still any longer, he pulled back until only the head remained inside, then rammed back in. He hoped she was in for a rough ride because he didn’t have it in him to be gentle right now. Again, he pulled back, then rammed back in hard, jarring the whole bed. He had her pinned the way he wanted her, one arm gripping her tit and pinching her nipple, the other keeping her spread wide. His hand slipped down and worked her clit, causing her to cry out and jerk in his hold. Completely at his mercy, all she could do was hold on, anchoring herself by gripping his hip and digging her nails in.

With each thrust of his hips, the pace picked up until he was close to coming. Sweat formed on their bodies as they came together in a frenzied need only an explosive climax could satisfy. The sound of their heavy breathing and skin slapping against skin only added to their excitement.

He opened his eyes and almost exploded at the sight before him. Across from the bed, the bathroom light reflected off a mirror. It served as a spotlight to where the two of them were joined. “Look at that. Open your eyes and look at what I see.”

Her gasp of surprise told him she could see what he was doing to her between her legs. She could watch as his cock pounded into her pussy, slick with her own wetness. Her mouth fell slightly open and her lids half closed as his finger found her clit and worked it just the way she liked it. Her hand left his hip to wind behind his neck and tangle in his hair, leaving every bit of her bare and exposed to his view. She looked like the very image of what sex should look like. Fuck, his dick felt like it could explode at any second. She needed to come soon or he was going before her.

“Oh, God, Trick. It’s too much.” Her head dropped back on his shoulder. “I’m going to come.”

“Come on, baby, let me watch you explode around my cock. Keep your eyes on where I’m fucking you. Don’t close ’em.”

Loose strands of hair stuck to her face, her cheeks were flushed with passion. He’d never seen anything sexier, until she clenched her teeth tight and growled her climax, her eyes never closing, but fixed on where he fucked her. She arched her back, taking him even deeper than before. He held her tightly in place, forcing her to take what he gave her while he powered into her pussy hard and fast. “God damn, that’s a beautiful sight.” His voice deep and growly.

He was aware he was more than likely leaving bruises on her, but he didn’t care. The thought of leaving his mark on her fed the flames of his desire. He thrust his hips hard one more time, then remained buried as he emptied everything he had into her. It took him a few moments to get his breathing under control before he lowered her leg so he could grab the covers and pull them over the two of them. He held her close and remained buried in her heat for as long as he could. If he could stay like this forever, he’d be a happy man.

“Fuck. You get me so hot and so hard. The whole time I’m fucking you I think to myself I can never get enough. Then I think of all the different ways I want to fuck you that we haven’t tried yet.” He kissed the top of her head and snuggled down into his pillow.

“Oh, yeah? Like what?” she asked around a yawn.

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