“I love you too.”
We fall asleep like that. Tangled up in each other. The sounds of the party drift in from the main room but they feel far away.This is my family now. This is my life. I feel truly happy. The kind of happy that settles deep in your bones.
A few nights later,we don’t even make it to the bedroom.
We’re barely through the front door after a long day, Tiny coming home from a construction job, me exhausted from clinicals, when the tension that’s been simmering between us all day finally snaps.
He kicks the door shut and spins me around, kissing me like he’s starving. His hands are everywhere, rough and needy, sliding under my shirt to palm my breasts as he backs me toward the couch. We don’t speak. We don’t need to.
I push him down onto the cushions and climb on top, straddling his lap. My hands shake with how badly I want him as I yank his shirt over his head. He helps me shove my scrubs and panties down in one frantic movement, then frees his thick, hard cock from his jeans.
I don’t wait, I sink down onto him slowly, taking every thick inch until he’s buried to the hilt. We both groan at the same time, the sound raw and desperate.
“Fuck, Lucy,” he breathes, head falling back against the couch. His hands grip my hips hard enough to bruise in the best way.
I brace my palms on his broad chest and start to move, rolling my hips in slow, deep circles, savoring the way he stretches and fills me so perfectly.
“God… you feel so good,” I moan, head falling back as I ride him. “So full, Tiny. I love how deep you get like this. Like you were made for me.”
His fingers dig into my flesh, guiding me, helping me grind down harder. His eyes are locked on where we’re joined, watching his cock disappear inside me with every roll of my hips.
“That’s my good girl,” he rasps, voice wrecked with pleasure. “Taking my cock so fucking perfect. This tight little pussy is mine. No one else will ever have you like this. You hear me, baby?”
I nod frantically, grinding down harder, faster, chasing that edge. “Yes… yours. Only yours.”
The pleasure builds fast and overwhelming. My nails dig into his shoulders as I shatter around him, crying out his name while my walls pulse and squeeze his cock. Tiny follows right behind me with a deep, guttural groan, pulling me down hard as he spills hot and deep inside me, hips jerking up to fill me completely.
We stay like that for a long moment, panting, sweaty, still connected, his arms wrapped tight around me as I collapse against his chest.
He presses a soft kiss to my temple, hand stroking slowly up and down my back.
“Love you,” he murmurs, voice hoarse.
I smile against his skin, completely spent and utterly happy. “Love you too.”
The happiness feels almost toogood to be true.
I’m fully integrated with the club now. The girls blow up the Old Lady Mafia group chat daily with memes, gossip, and pregnancy updates from Hadley. Sophie fusses over me like a second mom every time I see her. The guys nod at me when I walk into Perdition, some of them even calling me “Tiny’s girl” with respect in their voices.
And Tiny… God, Tiny. He’s always there. Protective in that fierce, quiet way that makes me feel completely safe. He holds me tighter at night, like he’s afraid I’ll disappear. He texts me during the day just to check in. He kisses me like he’s starving every single time.
But sometimes, late at night when the house is quiet, I feel the tension humming underneath it all. Tiny gets quiet when certain club business comes up. He doesn’t tell me the details, but I see the tightness in his shoulders. I hear the low, serious voices when the guys gather at the clubhouse. I know something is building with the Southside Kings.
I feel it in the air, that heavy, electric feeling before a storm.
For now, I push it aside. I focus on the warmth of Tiny’s arms around me. On the life I’m finally building.
On the happiness I never thought I’d get to keep.
TWENTY
TINY
I’m sittingin the garage with grease up to my elbows when my phone buzzes. I wipe my hands on a rag and pull it out, already smiling before I even open the message.
Buttercup: Just finished. Heading out now. See you in a bit? ??
Me: Yeah. I’ll be right behind you. Drive safe, baby. I’ll see you at home soon.
