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Damn, it was something to witness.
And now he got to watch her fly to the moon.
He moved his fingers, fucking into her as he curled them forward. Still clamped around his shoulders, her thighs began to shake.
With a smile, he tongued her clit. Mak reacted as though she’d been struck by lightning, gasping loudly as her body bucked. Her thighs nearly crushed him. He did it again, and again reveling in the whimpers and tremors as the climax took her.
After a few seconds, Mak could no longer hold herself up. She collapsed to the bed with a whispered, “Oh, my God.” Another few seconds of fingering and lashing at her clit with his tongue had her thrashing on the bed.
His dick ached, probably leaving a mess in his underwear.
One more time, he curled his fingers at the same time he sucked her clit with force. Mak bowed, shoving her fist in her mouth. Her pussy pulsed around his fingers, and her thighs clenched and unclenched in a rhythmic pattern. This went on for a good forty-five seconds before she sagged limp into the mattress.
He crawled up and over her, dragging her up the bed with him. Once positioned on the pillow with his weight on top of her, she opened her eyes.
“Hi,” he said, with what had to be the smuggest grin of all time.
Mak gave him a shy smile. Flushed cheeks, glassy eyes, and a sweat-dampened brow made her the cutest damn thing. “Hi. That was…um…well…”
Thunder laughed. “That good, huh?”
She shook her head. “No, a hundred times better.” She reached up and stroked his face. “I never could have imagined.”
He kissed her and she froze beneath him, probably shocked by the taste of herself on his tongue. But it only lasted a second, then she was tangling her tongue with his and sighing into his mouth.
“So, um, what’s next?” she asked in a shy voice.
He shouldn’t have laughed, but the question was so Makenna. Innocent yet to the point. “Next, you’re gonna go to sleep. Someone’s sitting outside your house for the night just to keep an eye on things. I’ll be back in the morning to drive you to work.”
“Wait, you’re leaving?” Her nose scrunched.
“Figure you’re not ready to have me here all night yet. Not until you figure out what to tell the kids.”
“Well, yeah, that makes sense, but… You didn’t…I mean, I’m the only one who…”
“Came?” He laughed. “We gotta work on your dirty-talk, babe. How you gonna beg me to fuck you harder or suck your clit if you can’t even say the word come?”
Her face flamed so red, he couldn’t help but laugh before kissing the tip of her nose.
“You didn’t answer my question.”
“You had a rough day. This was for you,” he whispered. “I’ll get my cock in you next time. Sleep. I’ll lock up behind me.”
“Wait,” she said, wrapping a hand around his wrist, or as much around as she could get. “Thank you.”
“Baby, believe me, it was my pleasure.”
She giggled. Actually freaking giggled, and the sound lit him from the inside. Incredible to hear her sounding lighter than air.
“That’s not what I meant. Though I do appreciate you making me come so spectacularly.”
“Hey! We’ll make a dirty-talker of you yet.” Shit, this playful side of her was as captivating as the rest of her.
“I meant thank you for sharing your story with me. And listening to mine without judgment.”
“Shit.” He rested his forehead against hers. “I like having you know me in a way no one really does. And I love knowing you. But don’t think we’re done talking about you running. That’s not happening.”
When she went to argue he kissed her. They made out for a few minutes, until his cock throbbed, and his control threatened to snap. Going against his word and fucking her senseless right now wasn’t smart. She needed to know she could rely on him to do as he said. To be responsible so she’d share some of her burdens with him.
Because he planned to teach Makenna that she didn’t have to be an island. Not anymore. Now she had a big, rowdy, biker family at her back.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
“COME ON, LEE,” Mak said as she unplugged the crockpot a few days later. “I’m not asking you to babysit, I just need you to pick Amy up from her friend’s house and drive her to Cassie’s.”
“At eight o’clock on a Friday night!” Lee huffed out a pissed off growl as though she’d asked him to give up a month of his life to stand guard twenty-four-seven over his younger sisters. Oh, how she missed the days of responsible and unselfish Lee where he’d anticipate what help she needed and jump in without argument or attitude. Still, she found it difficult to get mad at the kid. Growing up in the community robbed him of so much. Didn’t he deserve a little fun?
