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“Fuck,” he snarls. His cock swells and he thrusts deep into me. My pussy contracts around his cock, and he groans low and long. “Fuck, yeah, that’s it, babe. Squeeze my cock. Good girl,” he grunts as he spurts his cum inside of me. I preen at the praise once again. God, this man sure knows more about my sexual appetite and what I like than I do. I'm not sure how he knew what I wanted, especially when I didn't, but fuck, I'm glad he did.
"We'll definitely be doing that again," I say, my words husky as I try to regain my breath.
"Babe, have no fuckin' doubt. There's nothin' better in this world than watchin' you come. You light up brighter than anythin' I've ever seen."
Damn. He's so damn sweet when he wants to be.
He pulls out of me and I wince at the pain. It's only fleeting and it's well worth it. I quickly realize that once again, he didn’t use a condom. It's happened twice now, and it's a reminder that I need to make an appointment with the doctor and get put on birth control. Preacher loses his mind and forgets about a condom.
"Shower," I say with a smile as I slide off the bed and reach for my clothes.
This is the worst part about having this sort of relationship with Preacher. It's just sex, so once we're done and I shower, it's time for me to leave. I don't usually get home now until around four-ish, and then I have to be up by seven to get the kids up and ready for school. I'm napping a hell of a lot more during the day now. I'm still in beauty school, trying to get everything together. It'll take me a while to graduate, but I'm doing okay and I'm loving life right now.
I take a long, hot shower, a little bummed when Preacher doesn’t join me—something he usually does. But I'm glad to be clean. I glance at my phone and see it's almost three-thirty. It's time for me to get going and go home. I'm not working tomorrow, which means I can have an early night and catch up on the lack of sleep.
"Here," Preacher says as I exit the bathroom. I'm fully dressed and ready to leave.
I'm shocked when I look at him. He's holding a pizza box. I frown.
"You got us pizza?" I ask, confused. This is new, something we've never done.
He shrugs. "We worked up an appetite, and you need to eat."
I smile at him. It's the sweetest thing anyone's ever done for me. "Thank you."
He places the box on the tiny table he has in the room and reaches for a slice. "Hope you like meat."
I smirk as I glance at his crotch. "Definitely."
He chuckles. "You're fuckin' crazy, you know that, babe?"
I take a slice of pizza and sit on the chair. "Honestly, I'm not. It's a side of me only you bring out."
He watches me carefully. Those deep brown eyes are assessing me. "Truth be told, I ain't much fun these days. But havin' fun with you is definitely on the top of my priority list."
I raise a brow. "You have a list? Okay, stud, let's hear it."
"Fuckin' you, ridin' my bike, and bein' with my brothers."
I nod. "That's a thorough list," I quip as I take a bite of pizza. I can't help the moan that escapes my lips as I do. It tastes so damn good.
"Keep that up, babe, and I'll be bendin' you over the bed and fuckin' you until you pass out."
My cheeks flush at his words. Damn him. "You're the crazy one. So, this bike of yours... did you have it imported from America?"
He grins. "I did. How did you know? It cost a fuckin' fortune. Thankfully, Raptor was able to sort it for me. He was movin' over and he had more time than I did. It took a while but he managed to have it here when he arrived."
"How long have you had it? I mean, I don't know much about bikes. Do they last as long as cars? I’ve got a 2007 Yaris. It's small but reliable."
"It depends what vehicles you're comparin', babe, but bikes are good. They'll last most people a lifetime."
"What made you want to join the Fury Vipers? I mean, we have the Devil Falcons MC here along with the Fury Vipers now, but I don't really know them. Are there a lot of motorcycle clubs in America?"
He grins at me, and it makes my heart race. "There's enough," he tells me. "I randomly bumped into a guy one day who invited him to a Fury Viper party. The guy turned out to be a douche, but the moment I met the Viper guys, I found my home. You ever get that feeling?"
I pause for a second. Did he not feel that with his family? I want to ask so many questions, but I'm trying really hard not to push too far. I'm keeping to relatively neutral questions in hope of getting to know him better, but trying to keep all the private things out. "I have a big family. There're six of us kids. It's taken a while, but over the past couple of months, I've actually felt like I belong."
He nods. "So you plan on bein' a stripper for a while?"
