Page 161 of Property of Stone
He smothered her squeal with a much more dick-hardening kiss. One that made her cling to him and fill his mouth with her moan.
Fuck yeah.
He should try to convince her to stay in bed all day with him, but that would be a failed mission. The woman was determined that they pay off the addition and the improvements they did to his mother’s house. Now theirs, of course. The kids each had their own rooms now, along with a new family room to avoid arguments on who was watching what on TV.
The house still wasn’t huge but it worked for them.
When he released her mouth, he put his lips to her ear. “Know what else I own?” He grabbed a tit and squeezed. “These.” He cupped her cunt over her pants. “This pussy. And…” He smacked her ass next. “Workin’ on buyin’ that ass.”
Her giggle made him smile. “It isn’t for sale.”
He cocked an eyebrow at her. Challenge accepted. “Sure ‘bout that?”
She rolled her eyes. “You bikers sure do expect women to fall to their knees at your feet.”
“Nope. Just you. And when you’re down there, expect you to be suckin’ my dick.”
He drove his fingers into her hair on both sides of her head and forcefully yanked her head back. He dropped his and their gazes locked. “‘Bout that heart thing…”
She told him she loved him too many times to count. But he could never hear it enough.
He never thought he’d find a woman he’d want to hand his heart to. But with Taryn, he had ripped it out of his chest and offered it to her on a silver fucking platter.
“What about it?”
“Ain’t just a piece of meat to you?”
She tapped his cheek. “You’ve never only been a piece of meat to me. But I do like your meat.” She wiggled her eyebrows and squeezed his sheet-covered hard-on.
“You haven’t had breakfast yet,” he reminded her. “How ‘bout a breakfast sausage?”
“I’ll eat something at The Castle. I have a long list of things to do today. That also means you need to make sure the kids get breakfast.”
“Woman, I need to eat, too.” He could go for chowing down on a piece of pussy pie.
He rolled her over and pinned her on her back, settling between her legs, his favorite spot, but it would be better if she was naked. Fuck it, he’d take what he could get.
He’d fucked plenty of holes in his lifetime and none had developed into any kind of attachment. He rarely spent more than the time it took to bust a nut. Even Sheena was only supposed to be a quick fuck. Unfortunately, that backfired.
But what he had with Taryn was so damn different. The unexpected connection had grabbed him by the balls and had never let go.
Over a year after she hunted him down, he still couldn’tget enough of her. He never thought the day he witnessed her ass getting beaten would eventually change his outlook on getting an ol’ lady.
But here he was.
Hell, heretheywere.
Both of them pretty damn happy, as well as content.
Even better, he didn’t feel like he was being tripped up by a ball and chain.
“About that heart thing…” He slowly unbuttoned her chef’s jacket so he could get to eatinghisbreakfast.
“What about it?”
“Did I break it?”
A smile flirted with her lips. “No.”
