Shoving her face back against the bed, slamming deep into her, her moans and the clenching from her pussy encouraging me with every thrust.
I’m not sure how long I’ll be able to hold out.
She becomes louder with each thrust. Reaching around and gripping ahold of my hip, pulling against me to slam inside of her harder, being rougher with her. As much as I want to, I also don’t really want to hurt her, so I let myself indulge just enough, slamming just hard enough to create the sound of skin slapping between our bodies.
Her pussy clenches again, it’s so fucking tight around my hand that I know it will be moments before she is drenching my hand.
“Fuck, Sadie, that feels so fucking good. Cum for me.” Her walls collapse around my hand, and I feel her release. Sliding my fingers out of her, I start to rub her clit again, forcing her to ride the aftershock waves of her orgasm as I begin to erratically slam myself into her again, feeling myself edging towards the edge of my own euphoria.
“Holy shit,” she whimpers again, her body continuing to convulse underneath me. Feeling my balls tighten up, and a tingle start at the body of my spine. I drop my hand from her clip gripping onto her hips and erratically pumping into her until I cannot contain myself any longer and I’m spilling out into her.
My orgasm causing my own vibrations as my entire body stiffens, gripping onto her hips, forcing her to not move, but also not wanting to pull out of her either.
Once the slight convulsions stop, I then slowly start to remove myself from inside of her. She lowers herself to the bed and rolls over, looking up at me, and laughing.
“That was not what I was expecting.”
“What do you mean?”
“I guess…” She trails as she looks up at me, a slight smile spreading on her face. I can’t help but think about how as our relationship has progressed over the months that the amount of time her face has held smiles has increased as well, it makes my heart swell as I look down at her and she shakes her head. “I just didn’t expect to like it as much.”
Dropping my body overtop of hers, I look down at her, and grin. I want to say so much to her, but I won’t, I’m not sure I even can. So, I kiss her instead before I straighten up and walk into the bathroom.
Flipping on the shower, before I walk back out and hold my hand out to her.
Her grin spreads even wider than I thought was actually possible as she reaches out and takes it, letting me pull her up, and then pull her into the bathroom.
“You’re being sweet.” She whispers to me with the sounds of the water running to conceal the conversation.
“Shh.” I lean into her, pressing a finger to her lips. “Don’t tell anyone.” And I guide her into the shower.
Once we’re both cleaned up, we find ourselves back on the bed, her laying with her head on my chest, her chin resting on her hand as she looks up at me.
“Oz spoke of you a few times.” I look at her curious for a moment. “It’s why I left with you when you found me at the clubhouse. I knew who you were even if I was conflicted. I had heard for all those months, I was there, the shit that they would say, but I kept thinking how you were this horrible person that they were painting when he spoke so highly of you.”
“I think I’m more confused with why he spoke so highly of me.” She laughs out.
“He said whenever the club needed anything that you made sure to help in any ways that you could. He told me that the relationship between was strange for how close the territories were.”
“He’s not wrong about that.”
“Said that you help a couple of times with Jake. He never told me what you guys did, just that you were evening things out.”
“I did.”
“He also said that you never asked why they were doing it.”
“I didn’t need to know.” I shrug looking over at her. “I saw the way that they took care of the girls, I knew if they were doing that to someone like him, it was warranted.” She leans into me again kisses me once more.
Chapter Thirty-Two
SADIE
The knocking on the door sounds as I’m upstairs in our bedroom with Linc and Jag, playing. The fact that Jag is here playing with his uncle, which is so fucked up in itself to think about.
“Hold on, let me go get that.” I look down at the boys, who smile up at me. I’m still amazed how easily we were able to fall back into a routine of him and I.
But Ro has definitely helped in that aspect. It amazes me the relationship that they have built in such a short time, but if I’m being honest, I quickly bonded with Ro as well. There’s just something about him. Maybe it’s because he can see me, really see me, almost like no one has been able to do my entire life.
