Page 106 of Unveiled Wounds

“I have a better idea.” Sauntering over, I stopped next to him, making sure my breasts popped out as best I could underneath the oversized shirt I wore.

“This is good.” His eyes were stuck on my chest, but I waved my hand in front of his face, forcing him to focus.

“Slide back. Give a girl some room to work.” The only way this was going to happen was if my back was to his front. I sat, swinging my legs around.

“Don’t get me wrong,” he whispered into my ear, “this is hot as hell, but how is this any more comfortable than the tub?”

“It’s not. This is only round one.” I leaned back against him, turning my head to see his reaction. “The club girls were talking about how the girls for the Knights take three at a time. You’re going to make it happen.” He didn’t disappoint me. His facial expression hardened, but his jaw ticked. Grizz clearly didn’t like the idea of sharing, but he was willing to fulfill my fantasy. It made little sense, but the possessiveness radiating off of him turned me on.

A growl came from behind me, ruffling the wisps that had fallen out of my braid. “No. I’ll cut off any dick that thinks it has a chance with you.”

“If there’s a will, there’s a way.” It was intentionally flippant, but I didn’t want any man besides my husband.

I heard a low moan before Grizz’s hand popped the button on my jeans. His fingers danced over the skin he’d revealed, forcing the zipper down. “If you want the experience, lean back. Put your feet on the handlebars. I’ve got you.”

Grizz won’t let me fall,I repeated in my mind as I followed his instructions. He settled me in his lap, and there was enough room to stretch across the front of the bike, crossing my ankles over the handlebars. Holding me with one arm, he inched my panties and jeans down until they were underneath the curve of my ass, giving him direct access.

“You need to be wet. I don’t have any lube for my finger.” Grizz wasn’t even trying to be sexy. it just came naturally to him, but two could play this game. I swiped a finger down my lips, collecting my moisture.

“Is this good enough?” I held my finger up to his lips. He didn’t disappoint me when he held my gaze, sucking my finger into his mouth to clean it.

“I think we can do a little better. Take the shirt off.”

I didn’t hesitate, whipping the shirt over my head and unhooking my bra. Letting them fall to the ground, I didn’t care if they got dirty. I was laying topless against my husband, in a clearing. This was going on my top five list with him.

His hand danced further south until his finger flicked my clit. I wasn’t ready for the stimulation, and I lifted off the seat as a groan escaped my lips. His arm still circled my waist, and it was the only thing tethering me to the bike. It slowly shifted until he held my chest with his hand directly on my breast.

Pinning me against his body, he rubbed small circles against my clit until I squirmed in his lap. It was slow, methodical, and there was nowhere to run. The pressure built with each lap of his finger, like small waves breaking on the sand. I couldn’t slide forward to escape, because when I tried, Grizz’s finger wouldcircle my nipple in the same slow torture he was creating down below. I had to take what my husband was giving me and like it.

“I could do this all night.”

“I can’t,” I snapped, close to exploding.

“Come when you want to. No one’s stopping you.”

“Am I wet enough for you?” I sassed, lost in the pleasure, spiraling out of control.

A dark chuckle resonated near my ear. “When you’re begging me to stop, remember you’re the one who earned this punishment.” He immediately increased his speed, sending me into a delirium.

My head fell back against my shoulders, colliding with his chest as I rolled back and forth. Loud, low groans were dropping from my lips, one right after the other. I fought the waves rushing in, but they beat against my body until I was helpless to continue. My back arched, pushing my chest against Grizz’s arm, and my hips found purchase against his fingers. Letting the last wave take me with it, I screamed his name into the clearing. My eyes were closed as I fell back against him.

“Three men wouldn’t satisfy you.”

“I’m satisfied right now. Maybe I’m just easy to please.”

Grizz laughed, his chest pumping up and down at the humor. “No. You’re demanding. You take what you want, and I’m the poor fucker who’s dying to give it to you.” His hands gripped my hips, creating enough space to push into me. We both moaned at the contact. “The next time you want to be adventurous, tell me before. This would have been easier with toys.”

“You won’t share me with other men, but you’ll let plastic do the trick?”

“Toys are our friends.”

He slipped his thumb through my wetness, brushing up against our connection. It sent a shiver down my spine as I reached backwards, needing to ground myself against him.

Grizz lifted his thighs, bouncing me as he created a steady rhythm. I didn’t have any complaints, but this wasn’t what I had imagined. Huffing, I didn’t know how to ask him for what I wanted.

“Brat.” He held me on the next bounce, our bodies still connected, and that was when I felt it. His thumb was circling my ass. “Relax,” he said. “I’m just fulfilling your fantasy.”

“You’re always going to be with me, right?” I was suddenly self-conscious about losing him. “You can’t leave me.”

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