Page 10 of Riding Through Life

I wrap my arms around his wide chest, nuzzling my face into his back. “Hmm…” Aftermath grumbles.

“Hmm… is right,” I agree. My hands roam lower, gripping his hardening shaft in my small hand. I work my hand up and down several times making Aftermath groan.

“God, your hand feels good, but I know what would feel better.” Aftermath gently removes my hand and turns around. He lifts me and my back hits cool tiles while Aftermath nuzzles my neck. He bites and nips at the skin, making my body quiver with need. With one smooth motion, he surges inside of me causing a low moan to escape my throat. Aftermath’s hips piston up while he pushes me down onto him. In a few short thrusts, I reach my peak and quiver around him. Aftermath releases a low guttural groan as he swells and empties inside of me.

We’re both breathing hard, coming back down from our blissful orgasm when Aftermath’s alarm blares from his phone on the counter.

“Shit.” Aftermath grumbles. “I forgot to tell you last night.” He releases my body but doesn’t give me an inch of room. His big frame surrounds me.

“Forgot to tell me what?” I question looking into his eyes.

“Torch, Playboy and I have to leave this morning for a job. It should hopefully only take us a few days to complete.” I hold back a sigh of disappointment and Aftermath cups my chin. “You distracted me last night and I completely forgot.”

I raise an eyebrow, “I distracted you? If I remember right, you pinned me against the wall and the last thing we were doing was talking.”

Aftermath smirks that sexy smirk that makes my knees weak. “You might be right about that. I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you last night.”

I settle my hands on Aftermath’s shoulders, trying to soothe the regret on his face. “It’s OK. I think the way we handled things last night was way better than me stressing about you being hurt while on a job.”

Aftermath grins, “You’re right.” He turns off the water and grabs a towel. He dries off my body and wraps the towel around me before doing the same thing for him. He reaches for his phone and checks the time before putting it back down. “We have about an hour. I can think of other things we can do until I have to leave.” He waggles his eyebrows and I burst out laughing.

His body encases mine and we spend the next hour together in peaceful bliss before we get dressed and head into the common room.

Chapter

Nine

KENSI

Torch, Daisy and their twins are sitting together on the couch. Capone, Danyella, Blayze, Monica and Nina are sitting together across from Torch and Daisy. Nina is making faces at the twins, making them giggle. Red, Nadia holding Matthew, Derange, Jezebelle, Dagger and Trigger are at the bar. No one is drinking but they’re all talking and relaxing. Tiny is talking to Syvannah and Exleigh with Pearl glaring at the trio. Pretty Boy is missing, probably with a patch bunny and Bones is talking to Aftermath’s mom, Silver Grace, which causes Aftermath to growl low. I quirk an eyebrow at Aftermath’s reaction but he doesn’t say a word besides grumbles about how his mom is not a MILF and Bones better keep his bone in his pants around her.

Seth and Knight are running back and forth, getting whatever any Club brother or their Ol’ Lady needs. That’s their duty as prospects. To prove their loyalty to the club and the brothers and Ol’ Ladies. Aftermath and I take a chair next to Torch and Capone, me sitting on his lap. His hands roam all over my body, setting it on fire.

Playboy saunters out of the hallway Aftermath and I just came from with the blonde from last night wrapped around him. She looks worse for wear in the light of day, but I won’t judge who does what or when they do it. It’s not my place. As long as her glaring looks don’t wander in my direction, I’m fine with her being here.

Playboy leans down and whispers something in her ear. She giggles as her eyes shoot to Aftermath and me, biting her lip. I stiffen and Aftermath notices.

“What’s wrong, Tiger?” he asks, moving a piece of hair from my face.

My chin lifts in Playboy’s direction. Aftermath glances over there but doesn’t say a word. “Does she think we’d be up for a foursome?” I ask perplexed at the way she is staring at us. “That woman is highly mistaken and if she doesn’t get her nasty eyes off my man, I will remove them for her.” I threaten.

Nadia hears my threat, glances over in Playboy’s direction and rolls her eyes. “Don’t worry about it, she’s harmless. If anything, she needed a good dicking last night to snap her out of her funk.”

Playboy walks the woman to the hallway that leads outside and she disappears out of sight. Once she’s gone, I relax. “Something about her doesn’t sit well with me.” I ponder out loud. Aftermath stands up, scooping me with him.

“I have to get going.” He says while sliding my body down his until my feet touch the floor. “Tiger, try to stay out of trouble while I’m gone and please leave that woman alone.” Aftermath kisses the side of my neck, “The last thing I need to worry about is you ending up in jail for harassment before our wedding.” His lips trail hot and wet up the column of my throat and I forget what we were talking about.

We walk hand in hand toward the garage. Torch, Daisy and the twins follow with Playboy behind them. The rest of the club is behind them. It’s tradition thatany time a member has to leave on business, the whole club sees them off, giving them a wish for safe passage. This is always the hardest part for me, but I pull up my panties and stay strong for Aftermath, even though I’m hurting on the inside.

Aftermath wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me against him. I lock my hands around his neck so our bodies are flush against each other. The top of my head comes to his chin but we fit perfectly together.

“I love you, Tiger,” Aftermath says, burying his face in my neck. I can feel his chest heaving against mine and it almost breaks me.

“I love you too, Aftermath.” I pull his face away from my neck and cup his cheeks in the palm of my hands. “Stay safe and I’ll see you when you get back.” Staring into Aftermath’s eyes, they’re red-rimmed but he doesn’t shed a tear. He holds them back, which is good because if he started crying, I would too.

Aftermath’s lips land on mine in a heated kiss that ends all too soon. I grab his helmet and Aftermath straddles his bike, slipping his helmet on his head. He fires his bike up, drowning out the emotions of everyone. I kiss him one last time and step back into Nadia’s awaiting arms before I don’t let him go. Aftermath winks at me then drops his bike in first before riding out of the garage with Torch and Playboy behind him.

“Come on, girl. I have just the thing to cheer you up.” Nadia says pulling me back into the Clubhouse once the three men are out of sight. “Danyella and Monica are taking Matthew and the twins for a little while and the three of us are getting the fuck out of here. Grab your dancing shoes!”

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