Page 103 of Waiting for Redemption

“Are you serious?” I ask in excitement. “We’re taking the–” When he turns around I notice he’s wearingmy Bad BunniesT-shirt that I always sleep in, and I’m a little put off that it looks so much better on him. While it hangs off of my body comfortably, it hugs every single one of his muscles in a way that makes my mouth water. I freeze in the middle of the sidewalk, letting my mouth drop open.

“Are you wearing my shirt?” I roll my lips trying to hide my smile.

“Look, I got dressed in the dark, but once it was on I didn’t want to take it off. This thing is so fucking soft,” he explains, rubbing his hands over the fabric in an almost seductive way.

“I thought you learned your lesson a long time ago about getting dressed in the dark.” I smirk, walking over as he grabs my helmet from the bike.

“Guess not.” He winks at me, placing the smaller helmet on my head.

“What made you decide to take the bike?”

“Well, I figured what better way to get your mind off of things than with a little adrenaline?” He wags his eyebrows, making sure my helmet is on tight. “Hop on, Honey.” He throws one leg over the bike, and I mirror his movements to climb on the back. His bike is way more sporty than Max and Tuckers. They both have the classic bikes while Tank drives one that I think they call a crotch rocket?

“Hold on tight.” I wrap my arms around his waist, though I’m still a little far away from him. I think I’m too small for this seat—or it’s just madereallyfar back.

He starts the bike giving it a little throttle before immediately hitting the break, sending me sliding forward. My ass slides into place where my seatactuallyis and my arms wrap around him tighter.

So I wasnotsitting on an actual seat.

When he turns and winks at me it’s like I can almost hear him call me hisgood little wife. He closes my visor then his own before we pull out of the driveway.

The rush from feeling the wind hit me at however many miles an hour we’re currently going, is exactly the kind of distraction I was needing today. Once we’re outside city limits, he turns down a backroad that winds uphill. I release his waist running my hands down his thighs, but when he reaches back and squeezes mine in return, it sends a different kind of rush through me. It’s amazing to me how he always seems to know exactly what I need to help calm me down.

We keep down this path for about twenty minutes before we come to a lookout point on the side of the road. He pulls over, sending dust flying up around us before cutting the engine and helping me take off my helmet.

“Oh my gosh, this view isgorgeous.” My mouth drops open as I see nothing but a sea of red, orange, and yellow leaves from treetops for miles.

“Mmm. I’ll say.” The desire dripping in his tone matches the look in his eyes when I turn around to see him staring atme.He’s leaning back so casually against this bike, arms folded over his chest, looking like a freaking dream I’d love to have every night.

“Mr. Landry. Did you bring me up here just to get me alone?” I tease, walking over to throw my arms around his neck as he wraps his hands around my thighs just below the hem of my shorts. “Because you know… We were already alone at home.”

“But, my girl said she needed to go out, so out we came.” He smirks.

“How is it you always seem to know exactly what I need, even whenIdon’t?” This makes him laugh, and I can’t quite figure out why.

“Baby, do you realize that for the first two years I knew you, you did the same thing for me?” My brows draw together in confusion.

“Really?”

“Every single time I was about to lose my shit,orif I already had, you would show up at just the right moment to do or say something that would help me cool off immediately. It was weird, I could tell you had some enchanting effect on me by the end of my first week working at the bar. Maybe now I’m just getting to return the favor.”

“Did you just call me enchanting? Because there’sno wayI’m not letting that go straight to my head.” He pulls me into him, capturing my lips in his as he moves his hands from my thighs up to my hair.

“I can’t think of a single better way to describe you, little wife, than pure magic.” I subconsciously bite my lip, and he pulls it out with his own teeth before kissing me softly. “Especially the way you taste.” He kisses me again.

“Are you saying you want a taste now?” I whisper in his ear, knowing exactly what it does to him. He pulls back with a hungry look in his eyes.

“Doyouwant me to taste you right now, little wife?” His deep voice rumbles, as he stands, grabbing my thighs again and turning to put my back against the bike. “Pressed up against my bike where anyone could drive up and see?” For some reason that sends a rush of excitement through me and I nod eagerly. He flicks the button of my shorts open effortlessly as he stares into my eyes. “I love it when my wife is a little naughty.” He drops to his knees for me, kissing along my chest, down my stomach, and lifting my shirt to kiss my scar before he begins pulling my shorts and thong down. Just as they hit the ground I get a little anxious about someoneactuallydriving by and seeing, but in true Tank fashion, he eases every bit of that worry. As soon as his hands are back on me, and he kisses me where I’m truly aching for him, my mind is cleared of anything butus.

“Nothing butus,” I whisper the encouragement to myself as my fingers find their way to his hair.

“Damn straight.” He smirks before letting his tongue swipe along my clit again. Just as he works two fingers inside of me, sending a tingling feeling all over my body, I hear a vehicle approaching and I freeze. My head snaps back up and I look over my shoulder to see a guy getting out of his small SUV.

“Hey, are you okay?” he calls out, slamming his door. With the way the bike is positioned, the only thing he can see is me sitting against the bike. Not my shorts around my ankles, and certainly not Tank on his knees completely devouring me.

“Tank, someone is coming,” I whisper in a panic, though he never misses a beat.

“Yeah, it’s gonna be you in a minute.” When his tongue swipes along my clit again, I have to fight to keep in a moan.

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