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She begins grinding down on me, and my eyes cross at the erotic vision of her playing out before my eyes.

“Luna,” I groan. “Fuck, you feel damn good wrapped around me.”

“You fill me up, Marcum,” she pants, rotating her hips. “We fit. We were made for each other. I’ve never felt like this before.”

Her words would normally have me pausing, I don’t believe in love at first sight and all of that storybook bullshit. I’m a criminal—plain and simple. I enjoy dangerous activities and enacting revenge. I get off on torturing people who’ve wronged my brothers and blowing up towns in the name of my family, that means my hands are dirty—too damn dirty to be touching this innocence cloaked in my arms.

But there’s a small voice inside that whispers,Would it be the worst thing in the world if she fits? She’s a writer so she can work from anywhere as long as she’s got internet access.It’s something to think about, because while I’d never admit it to my brothers, I’m tired of the nameless, faceless women. Most of all, I’m tired of being alone.

I shake my head and release those thoughts. There’s no room for them to be here. This is about me and Luna, not my past and thefears that’ve settled inside of me. We’re not promising forever, we’re living in the here and now.

Plucking her off my lap, I twist her onto her hands and knees. Gripping her hips in my palms, I line myself back up with her and plunge inside. My fingers dig into the divots of her skin and my hips begin pistoning in and out of her. Watching as my cock drives into her pussy has me gripping her tighter as I strive to push her over the edge and into oblivion.

Luna tosses back her head and howls, her walls clamping down on me. A few thrusts later and my own orgasm hits, and I growl out her name as I fill the condom full of my cum. In another place and time, I’d love being able to see our combined releases as they flow from her satiated body, but it’s too soon for any of that nonsense to fill my head.

It’s still dark in the alcove when I wake. Looking down at my wristwatch I notice the time and chuckle. We reached for each other on three different occasions last night, each time more adventurous than the time before. Glancing over at my Luna Moon, I smirk when I see her tangled hair fanned out around her. She looks spent but satisfied if the smile gracing her sleeping face is any indication.

I quickly jump into my clothes then decide I’ve stalled long enough. Throughout life I’ve had regrets, my biggest one to date is dropping her off and watching her walk away from me. It’s the reason I didn’t set an alarm last night, I wanted to enjoy her for as long as I possibly could.

“Luna,” I whisper, gently nudging her. I know that her check out time is drawing near and we need to get moving if we’re going to make it in time so she isn’t be taken for another night on her credit card.

“Hmm?” she asks, stretching her limbs. Her voice is raspy and my ego soars knowing it’s because she called out my name every time she came.

“We have to get on the road or you’ll miss check out time,” I tell her, stroking her skin with the pad of my thumb.

“What time is it?” she questions, glancing up at me from beneath her eyelashes.

“It’s closing in on eleven,” I state, placing my hands behind her back and helping her sit up. “I can get us there in twenty minutes, but you won’t be out in time if you aren’t mostly packed.”

“Everything other than my overnight bag has been packed and loaded in my car already,” she says, yawning. “Excuse me.”

“Excuse you for yawning?” I laugh.

“Yeah,” she says as she picks up her outfit from last night and begins dressing.

As soon as we get stuff cleaned up and stored, I reach out for her and lace my fingers with hers. We walk out into the midmorning sun and both use our free hand to shield our eyes from the rays.

“Got an extra pair of sunglasses in my saddlebag. They may be too large for your face, but they’ll protect your eyes.”

“Thank you, Marcum. Um… would you be okay with giving me your number?”

“I’d be happy to, darlin’. Keep in mind, I may not always be able to respond immediately, but when I get some time to myself, I will.”

“I remember you telling me, Marcum.” She opens up her phone’s address book, enters my name then hands it over so I can input my digits. After that’s done, I shoot myself a text so I have a way of getting a hold of her in case she gets lost in her head and chickens out.

“Let’s get you back now,” I suggest. “This isn’t goodbye, Luna Moon.”

“I know,” she whispers, sounding defeated. I squeeze her shoulder and help her onto my bike. As we roar through the streets my own trepidation hits me. Like her, I don’t want this to be the end. I may not have been searching for that woman that fills the void inside of me, but nonetheless, I think I found her anyway.

CHAPTER TEN

LUNA

The dayI had to walk into the hotel and away from Marcum was devastating. He may have said it wasn’t the last time we’d be seeing each other once we kissed in the parking lot, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that it was. Still, the memory of our night together has given me the memories needed to add a little bit of oomph to my future sex scenes.

Men like him don’t settle for women like me. That’s just the way it goes. He’ll find himself someone who’s model beautiful and I’ll end up with an accountant who thinks tax season is on the same level as Christmas.

Marcum has surprised me, however. He was the first to reach out, sending me a meme he found funny. I admit, his sense of humor is like a breath of fresh air. Mostly, he sends me things biker related, but my favorite is the one with a kitten wearing a mini helmet sitting on the handlebars as a biker rides down the road.

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