Page 44 of T-Bone
One brow arched at me, and I smiled bigger. He grunted and swiped a hand across his face. “I’m not ready to see Pike yet, okay? The idea of… fuck, I can’t tell him about Ash’s last moments.”
Yet again, T-Bone was convincing me that I’d been hasty when forming my opinions about bikers. He and his MC had shown me that they weren’t all violent psychopaths, and now here he was worried about telling his best friend the dirty detailsof his sister’s murder. “T-Bone,” I sighed heavily as my heart broke for him. “This isn’t on you to tell him, if he even wants to know these details. But if you want, I’ll tell him.”
He blinked once. Twice. Four times quickly before a small crinkle formed between his brows. “Why?”
I shrugged. “I’ve done it more times than I care to think about. It sucks but I can do it.” There were always stages of grief mingled with anger when you did a death notification and for the loved one who asked for details, the anger could spiral into blame. “It’s never a good time.”
He nodded. “I appreciate that, but I think I have to do it.”
I accepted the answer because I knew there was no way to talk him out of it. “I’m here if you need help,” I told him. “Until then, I could really use a shower.”
“This way,” he grumbled and waved at me to follow him up the stairs and into what I assumed was his bathroom. “This shower is better. I’ll grab towels.”
“Okay,” I said to his retreating form. T-Bone was a gruff character, but he wasn’t mean or inconsiderate. He didn’t waste words, a fact that I appreciated about him. “Better shower,” I whispered to myself and stepped into the bathroom, undressing quickly before I stepped into the stall. The water was instantly hot as I stepped under the spray with a soft moan. The water was just what I needed. I soaped up quickly and rinsed off when the door opened. “Can I help you with something?”
T-Bone’s gaze raked over my wet, naked body before darkening into a midnight black.
“See something you like?” It was a bad idea—a really bad idea—to have sex with him again. I knew it in the moment, and I knew it when I crooked my finger and invited him to join me.
The speed with which he got undressed was almost funny and I might have laughed if the sight him naked, cock jutting majestically towards the heavens, wasn’t so fucking delicious. “See somethingyoulike?”
“Don’t know,” I shrugged. “Maybe I need a closer look.”
With those words, T-Bone stepped into the shower which suddenly felt a hell of a lot smaller. “Close enough?”
“Not quite,” I said and squatted down until that beautiful cock was in my face. “Yeah, that’s better.” I wrapped one hand around his cock and stroked slowly before wrapping my lips around the swollen crown.
A low grunt escaped and then I felt his hands in my hair, gripping it tight without guiding me. He let me lead and god, that was such a turn on. I took him deep, savoring the salty taste of him on my tongue. A soft moan escaped, and T-Bone’s grip tightened. “Up. Now.”
Slow I released his cock but kept one hand wrapped around his thick length as I stood tall. “It’s a little tight in here.”
He spun me around quickly, so I was facing the wall with my back arched and a breathless moan on my lips and before I caught my next breath, his cock pressed into me. “It’s tight,” he groaned beside my ear before sinking his teeth into my shoulder with one long stroke. “But it’s a perfect fuckin’ fit.” He did it again, sliding deep as his teeth pressed into my flesh. “God, you feel so fucking good.”
His words washed over me, a thunderbolt of desire coated every inch of my skin, and every thrust sent me just a little bit more out of my mind. His hips pumped slowly at first, a sedate pace that set my soul on fire. But then something happened, something snapped, and one hand wrapped around my throat and the other gripped my hip, angling me just how he wantedme. “Yes,” I cried out, arching to welcome more of him into my body.
“Fuck. Can’t get. Enough.” His hips moved faster and faster, pushing me so close to the edge I felt my feet leave the ground. “Faith.”
“Right there with you.” I pushed back, matching his strokes until we were both teetering on the edge of pleasure and insanity. “So. Close.”
“Good,” he growled and pumped harder. Deeper. “Because I am so ready to feel you come all over my cock. The way you squeeze my cock, like you can’t get enough of me. Fuck, it’s heaven.”
I shivered and pressed my palms into the shower wall, digging my feet into the floor to avoid flying away. Heaven. No man had ever called me heaven before, and I’d never had anyone want me so viscerally before. “T-Bone. Please.”
“Love to hear you beg.”
I smiled, arching my back even more. “Make me come, T-Bone. Please make me come!”
He chuckled through gritted teeth and gripped me tighter. “Fuck.” He fucked me harder, pounding into me with everything he had. The little grunts he let out were intoxicating and thrilling. Satisfying beyond belief. “So tight.”
“Yes!”
“Love the way you hug my cock.” The hand on my hip slid around until he found my clit, pressing two fingers against it and rubbing furiously. “Like you want me to stay here, buried in your sweet little cunt.”
“Dirty,” I whispered a hot second before the entire world crashed down around me. Lights and sirens flashed behind myeyes and my body splintered into millions of pieces as pleasure shot out of me.
“You like it.” The words came out on a wild growl that sent shivers down my spine and intensified my orgasms, or maybe it sent another one rushing through me. Whatever it was, the sensation was good I could hardly stand it.
“T-Bone. Please.” I didn’t even know what I was saying, what I was begging for because I was already coming harder than I’d ever come in my entire life.
