Page 31 of Rattler
“Open your eyes.”He barked out the command.
I did, and found him staring down at me, his eyes dark with lust.He circled his hips, and the sudden change in pace hit at just the right angle to trigger my orgasm.I screamed, arching up against him as pleasure so intense it bordered on pain washed over me.
Seconds later he let out a growl of triumph at his own orgasm.We collapsed on the bed, facing each other with his cock still buried inside me.He kissed my neck.“You okay?”
“Yeah.That was… amazing.I’ve never done that before.”
He looked confused.“Done what?”
“Made love on all fours.It felt different.”
“Different angle.You seriously never?”
I shrugged.“No.Tim was more of a him on top, me on the bottom kind of guy.”
Rattler shook his head.“That’s basic missionary.It’s okay, but there’s so many other positions.And I’m going to enjoy teaching you every single one of them.”
I’d be willing to bet other women he’d been with knew all the tricks.One of the downsides of our age difference.Compared to any other lovers he’d had, I was a novice.“You don’t mind?That I’m not that experienced and I don't know most of the positions?”
He grinned.“Hell no.I like the fact I get to be the first at all of them.Sounds like your ex was all about his fun, and to hell with yours.”
I rolled onto my back as he slid off the bed.“Let’s not talk about Tim.I’d just as soon forget he exists.”
“Fine by me.”He removed the condom and tied it off.Heading to the bathroom, he took care of that and came back with a damp cloth to clean me up.
“So, church this morning, Ace assigned me to a thing.It’s postponed because of the fan issue, but once the electrician is gone I’ll be away on club business for a couple of days.Hopefully no more than two, but I’ll keep in touch.”He finished wiping me off and tossed the cloth in the clothes hamper.
“What kind of club business?”
He shook his head.“I told you earlier, when we say club business, it means we can’t discuss it outside of the club members.Not even with the old ladies.”
I’d never been one to take no as an answer without asking for a reason.“Why?”
“It’s for your own protection.What you don’t know, people won’t try to get out of you.Everyone knows bikers don’t tell their wives or girlfriends anything about club business, so no one bothers to go after them for information.”
I liked that he included me with the old ladies, but I wasn’t thrilled about being kept in the dark.“What if it’s something I need to know to protect myself?”
A wry smile ghosted across his lips.“Not going to let it go, are you?”
I shook my head.“Nope.”
“If you need to know, then I’d get permission from Ace to tell you.That satisfy you?”
“Why would you need to get permission?”
“Because telling you might endanger the rest of the club.He needs to know so he can weigh the risks and together we’d decide if telling you was the right thing to do.”
“Oh.That does make sense.”I paused.“So you’re not going to go beat the shit out of Tim?Or you’re not going to tell me you are because it might endanger the rest of the club?”
He snorted.“Hell, no that’s not what’s happening.Much as I’d like to take a round out of him, he doesn’t even know we exist.No point in giving anyone a hint as to where you are.”
That hadn’t occurred to me.I let out a heavy sigh.“So, I have to keep hiding forever?”
“I didn’t say that.”He looked exasperated.“Maybe he’ll give up on you.Maybe he’ll find someone else to focus his attention on.Or maybe, if we’re real lucky, he’ll piss off someone with more clout than he has.”
I liked the last option.Given his drinking and his temper, it just might solve my problem without any risk on my part.
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