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“I know…but when you’re handing out orgasms like those? I’m just saying I understand.”
I sit on the edge of the bed and pull her close.
“I still remember my name, though,” she adds with a giggle.
I did tell her she wouldn’t remember her name, didn’t I? “Yeah, doll...but you’ll never forget mine.”
She slides her hand to the back of my neck and pulls me down to her. With a gentle kiss, she whispers, “Never.”
I slip my tongue between her lips, tasting her addictive sweetness. All I want to do is stay in bed with her all day, but I can’t. I break the kiss reluctantly and put some distance between us.
“You should add another class to the curriculum – Advanced Orgasms.”
“I can’t give awayallmy secrets, doll.”
“True…but I think all women should experience what I have since last night.”
“Let’s see…just now, that was three. By my count, that’s seven orgasms I’ve given you in the last twelve hours. Wanna go for a record?”
“I’m down,” she answers eagerly.
“Then it’s on. I’ll wrap up this meeting as soon as I can and come right back.”
She rises on her elbow and the sheet slips, exposing her breasts. My dick jumps. Fuck.
“You sure you can’t postpone it?”
“I’m meeting with some people about E’s place. I won’t be long.”
“Okay,” she says with a hint of disappointment.
I slide my thumb across her nipple and her body quivers. I need to leave. Now. “When I get back, I’m going to fuck these tits.” She falls back on the bed with a sigh and I walk out while I’m still able to.
I meet with contractors, suppliers, and an interior decorator. Half of the time, I wasn’t even paying attention. I hope E doesn’t end up with a strip club with neon pink walls. Fuck me. My mind is back at the clubhouse. I thought I couldn’t stop thinking about her before, but now? Now, she seems to beallI think about. She consumes me. I just want to go straight back home and lock us both away from the world then drown myself in her. That’s not good. I can’t let a woman, even Raven, distract me to such degrees. I have things to do, people to take care of. That’s what I tell myself. Then a strong voice saysfuck them all. Fuck me. I need to get a grip.
It’s early afternoon by the time I head back to the clubhouse. It’s quiet. Now that Ron and Booker are members, I put them to work. Ron wanted to work with cars, so I put him at Chopper’s. With Booker’s size, security was the most logical decision. I’ve mainly assigned him to Raven, though, when I don’t need him for anything else. She has no idea. There are a few Hounds hanging around but without any brothers here, they don’t have much to do.
I turn the knob on the bedroom door, but it’s locked.What is she doing in there?
“Babe…open up.”
Silence.Maybe she’s in the bathroom.I use my key and stop dead in my tracks when I see what’s going on inside. Quickly, I step in, and lock the door behind me. She’s in bed with her earbuds in. That explains why she didn’t hear me. The reason why the door was locked, though, is entirely different. She’s naked. Her knees are drawn up and spread wide, and she’s touching herself. Her head is thrown back, eyes closed. She’s in her own world and doesn’t even realize I’m in the room.
I move to the foot of the bed, grabbing my hard dick. While one hand works her clit, the other squeezes a breast.Fuck. This is beyond hot. I release my dick, slowly stroking it as I watch her fingers. I am one lucky son of a bitch. This incredible, beautiful woman is mine. She slides a finger inside her pussy and does something that makes me lose it—she whispers my fucking name. I start ripping off my clothes. Her eyes snap open and she gasps, trying to cover herself, her frantic movements dislodging the earbuds from her ears.
“Gage! What…how long have you been there?”
“On your knees.”
***Raven***
I move into position without a word. His voice and the look in his eyes demand compliance. I can’t believe he caught me masturbating. Not only that, but he stood there watching for God knows how long. I bite into my lip and watch with just a bit of child-like innocence as he undresses. The sexy boxers fall to the ground, leaving him gloriously naked. Baby Jesus. Sheer perfection. He grabs ahold of his dick and squeezes the base. It looks so intimidating – big and…veiny.
“Is this what you were thinking about?” he asks.
“Christ, Gage. It looks…scary.”
He gives me that cocky smirk of his. “I believe you did refer to it as a monster on more than one occasion.”
