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My cock was hard as a rock, and that was basically torture in wet denim, but there was no way I was going to stop. I slid my hand down her collarbone, down further until I was cupping her heavy breasts in my hand. We both moaned. Shit, her tits were glorious.

I pulled my lips from hers and moved my mouth down to where my fingers were currently gently tweaking her nipples. The way she writhed under me almost had me creaming my fucking boxers already, but I gritted my teeth and took that sensitive bud in my mouth and sucked hard.

She nearly rocketed out of the bath, but her hand came up to twist her fingers in my hair, holding me where she wanted me. Funny, it's where I wanted me too. Just to torture us both a little more, I ground my hips into her pussy and she moaned so loudly I was pretty sure someone was going to burst in here thinking I was trying to murder her.

So I did it again. It was the sweetest damn sound in the world and I could listen to it all day every day.

Switching to her other nipple, because I was an equal opportunity boob lover, I smoothed my hand down over her hip and then between our bodies. My fingers brushed gently over her clit, and she gasped like she’d been electrocuted.

“Sol,” she moaned in that deep, whispy voice that made me so fucking rock hard. “Please,” she whined, and I swirled my tongue around the hard bud of her nipple.

“Don’t worry, Sweetheart. I’m going to take real good care of you.” To make good on my promise, I stroked that sweet little nub in gentle circles and her whine echoed around the room. I wanted to bury my face between her thighs, but there was just no space. Soon. Soon I’d taste her on my tongue. Instead, I slid my fingers between her slick folds, and slid one finger inside her.

We both moaned this time. I wanted it to be my cock so bad, but I slid it in and out, making sure to hit her sweet spots before I added another finger, and her moans turned into pants as she gripped my head to her breast harder. “Yes!”

I stroked and sucked her body like I owned it, as if it was my instrument to play and I knew just how it liked to be played.

When her body tightened around my fingers, she cried out and her body clenched around my fingers.

Gripping my hair hard, she pulled my head back towards her face and I happily obliged. Kissing those beautiful lips was never a hardship. “Sol, I want you to fuck me.”

I’m pretty sure my thought processes flatlined at her words, and the only coherent thought in my mind tripped over my tongue.

“Yes!”

20

CAIN

Paulie was either hungover as hell, or getting the flu, and either way I didn’t want him in my garage, banging around on my tools and dropping shit.

“Kid, go to bed. Come back when you can see out of your bloodshot eyes, hey?”

Paulie grimaced, but didn’t protest, which let me know that he was probably sick. He was a good kid. He didn’t shirk his responsibilities to the Club, never cut corners so he could start the party early.

He was methodical, honest and he’d be a great member.

I locked up the shop now that the strip club had opened its doors, because some people are stupid enough to steal from a criminal organization that enjoys beating people into mush. I strolled across the asphalt, watching the sun dip below the roofs of the surrounding buildings. I pushed through the front door of the Clubhouse, waving at a few of the guys who raised their chins in greeting. I couldn’t see Sera, or my Brothers. Everyone was apparently getting ready for the ride tonight.

I took the stairs two at a time. I wanted to change out of my work clothes, but I’d check that Sera didn’t need anything first. Honestly, I just wanted to see her. If that made me fucking whipped, then so be it.

I was a few steps from Sol’s door when I heard a groan of pain. Shit. Something was wrong. I wrenched the door open, and then stopped.

Sera was naked on the bed, and Sol had his face buried between her thighs.

Oh. Not pain then. They both turned to look as the door slammed against the wall. “Oops?”

“Get in here and shut the door, dickhead,” Sol growled and then went back to lapping his tongue against Sera’s center. Holy fuck.

Sera held my gaze for a little longer, the heat in her expression making me hard as steel, before she threw her head back against the pillows and let out another guttural moan. Her hands fisted in the blankets, her face screwed up in a way that made me want to get naked and slip my cock between her lips. She let out a gasping scream as she came, and she was the most perfect thing I’d ever laid eyes on.

Sol was still in his jeans, though they were completely soaked and sticking to his legs. They creaked as he sat up onto his knees.

“Either get naked or get out,” Sol tossed over his shoulder as he attempted to remove his pants.

“Fuck this shit, it’s going to take me ten years to get out of these. Someone get me my knife,” he grumped and Sera laughed, the light sound wrapping around my heart.

Luckily for us all, I wasn’t even a little bit damp and I was naked in the time it took me to be across the room and pressed along the length of Sera’s naked body. I looked down at her beautiful

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