I wrapped my legs around him as he held me up with one arm and guided the head of his cock against my pussy with the other. His gaze met mine then he whispered, “I love you,” just before he impaled me on his thick, hard cock.
“Dean,” I screamed, not afraid anyone was going to hear us. “Fuck, yes, baby.”
“Fuck yeah,” he answered as he pressed me against the smooth bark of the tree and began to jackhammer into me.
I was sliding up and down, feeling my orgasm rushing to the surface. His pelvis was massaging my clit as his cock found something inside me that was going to tear me apart. My walls began to clench as I yelled, “I’m gonna come.”
“Come, darlin’. Come all over my cock so I can show my ol’ lady how much I love her.”
The orgasm came rushing through me as I screamed, “I love you.” My vision grew spotty as every nerve in my body fired at once, causing me to shake and convulse at the pleasure he was bringing me.
He continued jacking me up and down his cock, and when his head tipped back and he groaned my name, I knew he was going to come inside me. Without a condom. And I didn’t want anything but that. “Willow.”
The aftershocks of my release were coursing through me as he rested his head against my shoulder while we both fought to catch our breath. When I felt him soften some, I unwrapped my legs from around him, and he carefully placed me onto my feet. When he lowered to his knees in front of me with his pants still around his ass, I wasn’t sure what he was doing.
Dean lifted one leg over his shoulder and began to lap at our combined releases leaking from me. He moaned, and I began to come again. I had my hand wrapped in his hair, rocking my hips as another small orgasm moved though me. When the last bit of pleasure was rung from me, Dean stood and looked into my eyes.
Our juices coated his face, and I leaned over, kissing him deeply before I licked his skin clean. Yes, we were freaky, and I remembered why we were so good together. We both had unusual kinks that the other enjoyed, and when you found your own freak in life, you held onto them with both hands.
You’re guaranteed to enjoy the ride.
After we both got redressed, I couldn’t help but look at him, trying to see if something had changed. Had he gotten what he wanted and was going to leave me out here? Or was this the celebration of us getting married? Which I knew was crazy, but it felt right all the way down to my bones.
He kissed me softly as he moved some hair from my forehead. “You haven’t changed your mind, have you? You’re still agreeing to be my ol’ lady?”
“Is that what you still want?” I asked, a little uncertainty filtering through the question.
“More than anything. I want you in my bed and on my bike, with my ring on your finger and my cut on your back. He ran his finger down my shirt and raised his eyebrows as he added, “And I’m burning these shirts and replacing them with my property shirt.” His looked at me and asked, “Do you have a problem with that?”
I wrapped my arms around his neck and shook my head. “No problems whatsoever.”
He smacked my ass cheek and smiled. “Good. We need to get your bike and get back to the clubhouse. Both clubs should be leaving the Rally soon, and I’d love to beat them back to the Sin Den.”
We walked back to his bike, and he took his cut out and put it back on while I climbed on the back. We pulled away from the tree and privacy, and I looked back over my shoulder, he yelled, “I’ll bring you back out here whenever you want. But I’ll have a blanket next time so I can really fuck you like I want to.”
I kissed the back of his neck and placed my cheek on the Sinners Revenge patch covering the back of his cut. I never saw myself as an ol’ lady, but as we drove down the road, completely alone, I realized I didn’t just want to be an ol’ lady. I wanted to be Dean’s ol’ lady, and somehow, fate brought us back together and made that possible.
And maybe this time, she wouldn’t be such a bitch and drive us apart.
Chapter 10
Jigsaw
When she got off the back of my bike at the diner and walked to hers, I immediately felt her absence. It was ridiculous how fast this was going, but deep down, I always knew Willow was meant to be my one. I just never thought we’d get a second chance.
Watching her mount the bike and turn over the engine, I leaned back and adjusted my cock. She was sexy as fuck clipping her hair back and getting seated comfortably on her fast-ass bike. While I was impressed with her riding skills, I preferred American craftmanship over the speed of her bike.
Willow looked at me, and I gave her a nod before pulling away from the space, checking my mirror to make sure she was behind me. Seeing there weren’t any cars on the road, I turned the bike back toward Rapid City and pressed the throttle. Willow was keeping up with me as I guided my Harley across the open terrain.
The closer we got to the interstate, the more congested it became, and I found myself glancing back at her more than I should have. Somehow, she must have seen my actions or understood my worry because she pushed up beside me, making sure her front tire was next to my back, so I didn’t have to take my eyes off the road.
Luckily, it was only three exits down the interstate that we needed to traverse, and as I turned my blinker on and pulled off, I glanced over at her. She had one toned leg on the ground, holding the bike up as she kept her hands on the handlebars andher ass poised on the seat. The smile she gave me was sexy as fuck, and when we pulled off the line and out toward the ranch and the Sin Den, I let her lead the way.
I was happier keeping an eye on her from behind, and that plump ass was a nice view as she maneuvered the road. Turning at the stop sign leading out to the clubhouse, I watched as she glanced in her mirror then shot away from me. Her bike was flying down the road, and I pushed mine to follow. I was terrified I was going to watch her wipe out, but when she slowed and turned into the clubhouse parking lot, my heart rate slowed slightly.
I had a feeling Willow was going to be the cause of many heart-racing adventures, and as I pointed to the back of the Sin Den and she drove her bike around the building, I knew I wouldn’t want it any other way. Her crazy and my crazy made sense, and fuck anyone who didn’t agree.
She rolled to the side, and I pulled past her and backed my bike in. She followed my lead and backed her bike in beside mine. Noticing about half of the brothers’ bikes were also parked behind the building, I knew my idea of another round with Willow before the party started would have to wait.