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Confused by what he means, I don’t have to wait long to find out, as his arms snake around my middle, lifting me up, so my back is now to his front. Our connected bodies are in full view of the mirror at the end of the bed, where our eyes lock. I slowly watch his other hand run across my breasts, and he stops to pinch each nipple, causing a hiss to leave my lips. His hand keeps traveling up my body and wraps around my neck.
“Trust me,” he whispers in my ear on seeing the panic on my face.
With a nod, his nostrils flare before his hand grips tighter around my neck, and his movements become more frantic. Using his other hand, he moves to pinch my clit. The whole experience is so erotic, giving him the control and watching his cock slide into me. I can’t contain it anymore, and I’m flying over the edge again. Fireworks and stars burst behind my closed eyelids as I throw my head back, and his name falls from my lips in the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had. I feel him shudder behind me and my name leaves his mouth like a plea, and we crumble into a heap of tangled arms and legs.
“Holy shit,” is all I can say.
“Pure Heaven,” he growls.
CHAPTERFIVE
TANK
Lying in bed with Pandora wrapped in my arms, my hands slowly trace up and down her spine. That was the most amazing sex I have ever had in my life. It was explosive, passionate, but also had so much feeling in it. I would more than happily live the rest of my life with this woman if that is what sex is like between us. I'd honestly wanted to take my time with her and worship her body, but she had other ideas. Clearly, I have a little minx on my hands, and fuck if that doesn’t make me want her more.
Unable to resist not having a taste of her any longer, I slide my arms from under her and slowly kiss her pouty lips. Little breaths sneak past her lips as I kiss down her neck, moving on to suck on her nipples. A soft moan comes from her as I tweak her other nipple at the same time.
“Tank?” she questions.
“Relax, darlin’, I’m going to take my time,” I warn her as I continue to play and tease her amazing breasts.
Once she’s withering beneath me and begging for more, I slowly kiss my way between her legs.
“Tank, fuck, I need more,” she moans as her hands grip the sheets.
“I aim to please, darlin’.”
What greets me is surprise when she starts to laugh.
“Did you just quoteSons of Anarchy?” she says, still laughing.
“Nope, pure Sons of Havoc,” I reply with a smirk.
This causes her to laugh hard until I take her nub in my mouth and suck. The laugh quickly changes to moans. Slowly, I push one finger and then another inside of her, hitting just the right spot to make her go crazy.
“Don’t stop,” she pleads as her hand lands on top of my head, holding me to her while I lap at her from top to bottom. Before long, she’s shaking hard and screaming my name. Crawling back up the bed, I wrap her up in my arms and hold her as she catches her breath.
“You’re good at that,” she says, still breathless.
“Told you, I aim to please,” I chuckle.
“Sleepy,” is the only reply I get as she rests her head on my chest and closes her eyes.
I go back to slowly stroking my hand up and down her back while she falls into a quiet slumber. Having a woman in my bed and in my arms like this would normally freak me out a little, but it’s not just any woman in my arms, it’s Pandora. The sassy, potty mouth, gun-toting babe is all my wet dreams rolled into one. Life with a biker is not easy. I’ve seen too many good women fall for the man, but couldn’t handle the life. Not being able to know everything, the danger surrounding not only the man they love, but any children they have. Family life is hard, but if you can embrace it fully, the club becomes your family. We all support each other. We lay in bed a little longer, and I must have drifted off. When I wake, she’s gone.
Thinking she might be in the bathroom, I check, and the door’s open. Getting up, I notice her clothes are gone too.
Fuck.The little minx had slipped out on me while I was sleeping.
Jumping in the shower, I still can’t believe she slipped out without waking me. I thought I was getting through her solid walls when she first agreed to go on a date and when she came home with me. Fuck, does this mean our date is now off? I know she’s hiding something from me. I can feel it. I don’t know what it is, but hopefully, she’ll trust me and let me in. She’s a strong woman, and that’s what I like about her. Watching her at the range, the way she handled that gun, Jesus, that would make any man hard as a rock.
After finishing my shower, I quickly dress and head for the club. Joker and Wrench are sitting at our usual table. Grabbing a beer from the prospect manning the bar, I join them.
“You okay, brother?” Joker asks.
“Yup, what have we got planned for tonight?”
“Night in with Carrie and Beau. It’s movie night if you want to join us?” he offers.
