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“What about when all of the guys find chicks?” I piped up. “That is going to be nine.”
“Eight,” Olive corrected with a giggle.
Cue Ball chimed in with the correct count. “It’s ten. There are ten members of the Iron Fiends which means eventually there will be ten ol’ ladies.” He paused for a second. “Good god.”
The thought of expanding our circle filled me with excitement. “Wow,” I exclaimed. “We are going to have so many friends. We’re going to need like at least fifteen bags of margaritas to-go.”
But Throttle quickly quashed our hopes. “Not doing this with ten chicks,” he declared adamantly. “No damn way. Enjoy this now, ladies, but this will be the last time.”
The front door swung open, and Yarder stepped into the room. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of him, and I wasted no time in rushing over to him.
“Yarder!” I cheered, my glass still clutched in my hand as I threw myself into his arms.
He caught me effortlessly, his laughter rumbling through his chest. “You drunk, babe?” he teased, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
I nodded enthusiastically, my words slurred as I tried to explain. “There is a smidge likely chance I discovered bags of Ritas.”
Yarder chuckled, his warm breath fanning over my face. “I didn’t understand one word of that, babe, but you’re a cute drunk.”
Blushing, I reached up to cup his cheek. “You are a sexy man,” I declared boldly. “My man. My hero.”
As the other guys filed into the room, Yarder lifted me into his arms, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, feeling giddy and intoxicated with love.
“Was your mission successful?” I whispered eagerly, my heart pounding in anticipation.
He brushed a stray strand of hair from my face, his gaze softening. “It went as good as I could expect, babe,” he assured me.
Excitement bubbled up inside me at his words. “So we’re free?” I asked, unable to contain my joy.
“Time will tell, babe,” Yarder replied, his tone gentle yet cautious. “You ready to go to bed?” he added, his eyes filled with warmth and affection.
I cocked my head, a playful grin tugging at my lips. “You don’t want to have a to-go Rita with your brothers?” I teased, leaning in closer.
But Yarder shook his head, his expression tender as he pressed a soft, lingering kiss to my lips. “I just want you, babe.”
Yarder
The moonlight streamed through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room as Poppy and I lay entwined in each other’s arms. Her skin was warm against mine, and the scent of her hair filled the air, intoxicating me with desire.
I traced my fingers along the curve of her back, feeling her shiver in response to my touch. Her breath came in soft gasps, her lips parting in a silent invitation as she gazed up at me with eyes darkened by passion.
“I love you, Poppy,” I whispered, my voice barely audible above the sound of our ragged breaths.
A smile tugged at the corners of her lips, and she reached up to brush her fingertips along my jawline. “I love you too, Yarder,” she murmured, her voice husky with desire.
With a low growl, I captured her lips in a fierce kiss, pouring all of my longing and adoration into the embrace. Our mouths moved hungrily together, tongues tangling in a dance, igniting a fire that burned hotter with each passing moment.
I trailed kisses down her neck, savoring the taste of her skin as I worshipped every inch of her body. My hands roamed freely, caressing the curves of her hips and the swell of her breasts, eliciting soft moans of pleasure from her lips.
When I finally entered her, it was with a slow, deliberate motion, savoring the feeling of her body opening up to me, welcoming me home. She arched beneath me, meeting my thrusts with a fierce determination that only served to heighten the intensity of our connection.
There was nothing else in the world but the two of us lost in each other. Time seemed to stand still as we moved together.
I buried my face in the crook of her neck, breathing in the scent of her skin as I felt the tension building within me, coiling tighter and tighter until I could no longer hold back. With a primal cry of release, I let myself go, surrendering to the pleasure that consumed me.
Poppy’s own climax followed soon after, her body trembling beneath mine as she cried out my name in ecstasy.
The room was bathed in a soft glow from the bedside lamp as Poppy and I lay tangled in each other’s arms, our bodies still buzzing with the lingering echoes of our passion. I felt a sense of peace wash over me, knowing that in this moment, I was exactly where I was meant to be.
