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Slice groaned underneath her, rubbing his hardened cock against her.

“If only the kids weren’t out there, I’d lock that door, strip your clothes off, and spend hours pleasing you,” Slice groaned, kissing down her neck. “You always smell so good. I could sleep with my nose buried in your neck and your hair.”

Faith twined her fingers with Slice’s and brought his hand under her sweater, laying it on her breast. He looked at her, then grinned.

“Does my baby want me to play with her nipples?” he asked.

“I ache for you, Gabe,” she said softly.

Loud knocking on the door had Slice hanging his head.

“What?” he yelled.

“Isaiah hasn’t seen Faith for a while, and he’s worried she left,” Bear called through the door.

“To be continued,” Slice said.

She nodded because ‘to be continued’ seemed to be their mantra. She’d never imagined finding a man like Slice. Nothing seemed to faze him with his laid-back personality. But he was the most caring man she’d ever met, especially with the boys. She couldn’t be with a man who didn’t love the boys as much as she did, and with him, she didn’t have to.

Chapter Fifteen

It had been two weeks since Faith had been to lunch at the MC for the first time. Even though she was ready to take their relationship to the next level, kids and work had been working against them. Earlier this week, Slice asked if Faith trusted him to do a Valentine’s date for them. She’d immediately said yes because it had seemed to mean a lot to Slice.

He'd asked if it was okay for them to have their date the evening before Valentine’s because Ellie and Hennessy’s wedding was scheduled for that day. Faith didn’t have school and neither did the boys because it was teacher conferences, and Faith had already completed hers. Slice had arranged for Micah and Isaiah to stay overnight with Roam and Sprite’s family. Sarah and Scoop had fought to keep LB overnight as practice for when they had their own later this year.

Candace and Prim had been a little nicer to Faith at work because Dex had taken her out twice. He’d made it a point tomention he’d decided to take her out because Faith had said he should give Candace a chance.

Faith felt a little sorry for Dex because Slice had mentioned that whenever Dex returned from his dates, he immediately showered because he couldn’t stand the smell of Candace’s perfume.

Faith had showered, shaved all the important parts, and lotioned to make her skin smooth. She hoped Slice wasn’t one of those men who liked a shaved pussy because that would never be her. She was a woman and wanted to look like one. Now she did trim a little because she didn’t want her lady bits to look like they belonged in an exhibit at the zoo.

She giggled, thinking about calling it her lady bits. Courtney, her best friend at work, told her she should call it a pussy because it sounded better than lady bits. After Courtney had too many drinks, she usually called it her cock socket. Which, if Slice still called his cock Rocket, then Faith’s could be Rocket’s cock socket. Nope, not happening despite it making her giggle.

She looked through her underwear drawer to find her prettiest bra and panties. No granny panties tonight, even though sometimes they were so much more comfortable. The bra had enough underwire to keep her breasts from falling down her chest, and the lace over the pale pink color made Faith feel special. Her panties had lace on the front over her mound area.

She decided she was going to wear her leggings because she wanted to look cute but also have them easier for Slice to help her off with. Her jeans were a little tight, and she didn’t want him to have to tug them and work to get them off.

She slipped on a pretty long-sleeved scoop-neck sweater. She didn’t add any perfume because her lotion had a light berry smell that she loved. She glanced at the clock and saw she still had ten minutes until Slice was supposed to come over.

She straightened the comforter and pillows on her bed, trying to fill the time. She was so nervous. Her phone beeped with a text. She hoped Slice wasn’t canceling.

Hope: Relax and enjoy your last first time with Slice.

Faith fanned her face. Her last first time had her tearing up a little. Slice was it for her. Each day he showed her in little and big ways how much she and the boys meant to him.

Faith: Thank you. Love u.

Her doorbell rang. Faith took a deep breath and walked toward her door. She was so nervous that her palms were sweating a little. She opened the door and grinned.

Slice was in a dark blue Henley, his cut, dark jeans, and motorcycle boots. He had two bags with ribbons in his hands.

“Hey, baby, Happy Valentine’s Day, a day early,” he said.

He handed the bags to her, and she carried them into the family room as he closed and locked the door. They were completely alone. She wondered if Slice wanted them to have supper first because she wasn’t sure she could concentrate on eating when her stomach was doing flip-flops.

She turned to ask Slice what their plans were, and he slid his hands to cup her face and claimed her lips. In the short amount of time they’d been together, she’d become addicted to Slice’s taste and kisses. He could make her forget where they were and what they were doing with just the touch of his lips. He pulled his lips away and slid one hand down her back to pull her flush against him.

“Faith, I have a late pickup scheduled for dinner from the diner because it seems like I’ve waited forever to make you mine.I want to carry you into the bedroom and then uncover each inch of you and taste my woman’s pussy. Does that sound okay?”

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