My stomach tightens again before I feel wetness spread between my thighs, and I moan loudly, causing Miles to groan at the vibration and pull out of my mouth a little, only leaving the tip in, and he comes.
“Hold it in, Clark,” he groans as he gently thrusts, and even though it isn’t easy, I keep his cum in my mouth, and he quickly moves between my thighs, giving me that reprieve on my chest. I can breathe easier as he grips my hair before pulling my head back, and he rasps, “Show me,” and I do.
I open my mouth, showing him his cum inside, and he moans before he presses his mouth against mine, shoving his tongue inside my mouth, tasting his release, which is so goddamn hot.
Dirty, but hot…
I moan and wrap my legs around his waist just as he thrusts his semi hard cock into my wet heat and he moans, “Swallow it, buttercup,” against my lips and I do as instructed before he shoves his tongue into my mouth again then moves his hips, helping himself get rock hard again. He is ready to go again and again which sends excitement through me.
Sex with Miles, it never gets old, and somehow I don’t think it ever will.
***
I slowly drink my latte as I watch Willow run around the club's yard with my dad, who has the biggest grin on his face while shegiggles. Heck, even Mom is looking at them with a smile, tears shining in her eyes.
I sigh and look down for a moment.
We’ve been at family day for about an hour, and every person here has tried to grab my daughter's attention, but it was my dad who won out in the end. I know what I have to do, I just don’t like it because he lost my trust, they all did.
“You’re going to let Dad watch her, aren’t you?” my big brother confirms as he takes a seat next to me on the bench table, placing his feet on the seat, and I hum as I set my mug next to me.
The man lasted longer than I thought he would, so I guess I owe Miles, who claimed Crash would give me my space for over half an hour, another session like this morning. I mean it is kind of a win for me too because this morning was hot.
“I am,” I admit verbally, and Crash sighs in relief. I look back at my daughter only to find her in Blaze’s dad, Killer’s, arms as she squishes his cheeks together with a big grin.
Her hair is in a low bun, and she’s still in her leotard and tutu because, apparently, she just had to do a show for all the brothers. Drew helped her with it as soon as we got here, and she’s done nothing but smile since.
They love her, and that does something to me that makes it difficult to stay mad.
“Where’s Belle?” I ask my brother, wondering more why he hasn’t brought her around as his girl yet after the other day, and he sighs.
“She’s working a lot at the moment, especially nights, so I haven’t seen her much. That and apparently her mom's back is acting up again, so she’s trying to be there for her despite ignoring her daughter growing up,” he says, and I nod.
I haven’t seen much of my friend lately, and the messages are few in between. The only one I received this week was her explanation that she has to cancel our weekend date.
I’m worried about her, but if her mom is acting up again, well, it would explain her silence, I guess.
“When did you last see her?” I ask, keeping my eyes on my daughter.
“Probably when she snapped at the hospital at Trick,” he admits, “I’ve been fucking busy at the diner, so I’ve only just managed to text her a few times.”
I chew my bottom lip. They’ve been together since he was eighteen, he took her virginity when she turned eighteen, and she’s the only girl he’s ever been with, yet he hasn’t given her his cut. I can’t help but wonder if that is the reason why she’s been off.
“Do you love her?” I can’t help but ask, and Crash chuckles a little.
“I do,” he admits. “Why do you ask?”
I look at my brother, someone I used to look up to, and I ask, “Then why haven’t you given her your cut?”
He smiles, not offended by my question, and he admits, “Because I don’t think I’minlove with her just yet.”
I tilt my head. I ask, “So you can see yourself without her in your life?”
He thinks for a moment before he admits, “I can, but I think that is partly because we’ve gone so long keeping us under the radar that I’ve had to build my life around that. I do love her, Clark, and being in love where I can’t see my life without her I think will come. When I finally propose, which I will do as soon as the diner calms down, Mom calms her shit and Belle finally wants to come to days like this and her shifts at work lessen. When we do marry, things will probably go really quickly. I’ll tattoo her name and give her a property patch, and we’ll start a family, and maybe then theinpart will come.”
“So, you haven’t ordered her a cut yet?” I confirm without judgment because his words kind of make sense, he’s not fullyinvested in them despite being together for so long. She’s still dragging her feet to be around Mom, which I thought was because of him but I’m now seeing is because of her.
“Not yet, just like I haven’t bought a ring yet. I’m waiting for Belle to accept the club before I make those big steps but again, I will make them, like you said, I’ve been with her since I was eighteen,” he says and I nod as I look back at my daughter and I suck in a breath. I see her handing a daisy to my mom who has melted on the spot, a soft smile on her face.
