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“Very, ah!” She gripped my cock in her delicate yet capable hands as she slid her slick pussy down over me, enveloping me into her body the same way she’d folded me into her heart. I was lost at the feel of her. The taste of her. The way our scents mingled and swirled in the air to create an unforgettable aroma that fired me up and healed me.
“Cross!” She moaned my name, sobbed it out, roared it and whimpered with my name the only thing on her lips as she rode me. Hard and fast. Insatiable as she pushed us both closer and closer to the top.
I couldn’t take my eyes off her, not when just watching her take her pleasure from my body while giving it all back a hundred times over had all the tension seeping from my body. Gripping her hips as she increased the pressure, the intensity of her strokes, I was powerless to turn away from her. The woman who’d given me a thousand different reasons to keep going, to be a better man and a better leader. This woman.
My woman.
“Cross.” When she moaned my name the final time, all the tension was gone, replaced by something darker, something hungrier. I flipped our positions so I was on top, wrapping her long legs around me. I thrust into her with so much force we moved the bed. Long, punishing strokes that she took greedily and asked for more. “Please,” she begged when I took a beautiful cherry pink nipple in my mouth and sucked hard while I fucked her even harder. “Yes. More! Now!”
I smiled around the plump tit in my mouth, pounding deeper in a frenzy even I couldn’t explain, and when she pulsed around me and froze, I knew true fucking bliss in that moment. She squeezed me. Milked me in a tantalizing rhythm that stole my breath. “Moon.” The grunt was torn from me the moment her hot wet juices slid between us, increasing the friction and yanking my orgasm right from me. “Ah fuck, Moon!” My entire body went still, then jerked as I spilled deep inside of her while she continued to pulse around me for several long minutes. “You’re fucking gorgeous when you come.”
Her delighted smile unraveled the last of my tension and when she pulled me down for a long, hot kiss, she drained me completely. “And you look so hot when you come that it makes me want to fuck you all over again.”
“I love you, Moon.”
Green eyes sparkled with affection. “Cross, I love you too. And I believe you’re going to get through this. I really do.”
She couldn’t have said anything more perfect. “Marry me, Moon.” She froze, a shocked look on her face and I cringed. “I take it back,” I said hastily.
She frowned, her brows crinkling with confusion. “You don’t want to marry me?”
“Don’t be stupid, of course I want to marry you. But you deserve a better proposal than that.” She deserved something far more romantic than I could ever come up with, but thanks to the rash of marriage and babies within the MC, I had plenty of sources to turn to.
Moon’s legs tightened around me and her pussy convulsed around me some more as one foot slid up and down the back of my leg making me shiver. “I don’t know, Cross. I can’t think of a more memorable way to do it.”
“Seriously?”
She nodded slowly but her face was certain. Determined. “Absolutely.”
“This will be the proposal just for us, then. Moon, my crazy sexy little hippie chick, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”
“Cross, my big bad biker, I can’t think of anything I want to do more.” Her legs tightened just a little more around me until we were eye to eye, and then she devoured me, slayed me with her sweet, sexy kiss. It turned to something deeper, something hungrier and more intense as the kiss continued on. There was love and passion but there was also something more. Something I couldn’t yet describe but something that would sustain me until our lives could find some sense of normalcy.
The door rattled under the pressure of someone’s heavy-fisted knock. “Yo, Cross!” Savior’s voice was loud and urgent. “We need to talk.”
Moon groaned and let her legs fall to my sides. “The President has been summoned.” She pulled me down for one more scorching hot kiss before shoving me away. “Go on, big man, lead.”
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“I fucking love the hell out of you, Moon.”
She sighed, wearing a big smile as she laid there in bed, naked and satisfied, looking more beautiful than she ever had. “I love the hell out you too, Cross.”
With those words ringing in my head, I got dressed, the smell of Moon still glued to my skin, and got down to fucking business.
The business of kicking ass, taking names, and getting my men back where they belonged.
Chapter Nineteen - Gunnar
Five goddamn days, that was how long Carlito had given us to get this truck filled with his product to Reno. What the fuck that product was, we still didn’t know for sure. “It’s gotta be drugs,” Stitch said for at least the ten thousandth time since we’d made it to El Paso, which was ten thousand times too fucking many. I never really understood that statement, familiarity breeds contempt, until I had to walk twenty miles to cross the border.
I was grateful that we’d finally met up with that fat fuck, Guapo. But too much time with Stitch was driving me fucking nuts. And we had another day or two of driving. “No point guessing right now, hopefully we’ll get the answers we need soon.” Speculating would just be a waste of time when we were headed straight for Mayhem. Hopefully Jag and Vivi would be able to work their geeky magic while the rest of us formed a plan to stop Carlito.
“Yeah, I know but what the hell else are we gonna do?” He was amped up, twitchy with adrenaline and though he wouldn’t admit it, Stitch was too worried to sleep. “The view is for shit and there’s only country music stations around here,” he grumbled again. “Who knew New Mexico and Arizona had so many fucking country music stations?”
That made me laugh because he wasn’t wrong and because he was so goddamn irritated by it. “These songs should be right up your alley since they’re all about losing your chick and your car, sleeping with somebody else’s woman and even getting’ your ass beat. Ouch,” I groaned when that fucker punched me in my arm. “Your jack0ff hand is strong as fuck, man.”
Stitch frowned but mischief lit his eyes as he held up his hands. “I only beat off in the shower and lately it’s to images of Marisol’s sweet little body. Now you, who knows when you last even had a taste of pussy so keep that jackoff arm away from me.” He laughed so loud the sound echoed in the truck and even my own lips started to twitch.
