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I’m about to grumble, “If you say ‘my dick’ I’m going to cut it off,” but the man steps back and pulls a small velvet box from the pocket of his jeans.
He opens it and there’s a silver pendant with a horse head engraved in detail. It’s on a leather necklace and it shows how observant my old man is. I’ve had my eye on this necklace ever since we visited the jewelry shop a few months ago when we went there to help Perry pick out an engagement ring for Ramona.
“Thank you,” I croak and grab his face with both hands to kiss the hell out of him.
Pulling back, I take the velvet box and take out the necklace, quickly putting it on. I manage to slip away from the door and drop to my knees in front of the bed.
“Nice,” I hear Ivar groan and I’m pretty sure he’s staring at my ass that’s up in the air as I reach for the box I put there this morning.
I scramble to my feet and keep the box in front of me. His head tilts to the side as he takes me in. I’m trying to find the words to tell him we’re ready to start a family right now but the statement I thought of over the last couple of days has left my mind.
“Are you going to give me my gift?” he softly says with a hint of a smile in his voice.
“Wait,” I squeak and hold the box tighter. “Let me think how I’m going to tell you this.”
“Tell me what?” he presses.
“Let. Me. Think,” I snap.
The corner of his mouth twitches and he crosses his arms over his chest as he leans back against the wall as if he has all the time in the world. Dammit. I’ve been planning this for a while. Drinks in the fridge, nice food on the table in the corner. A sexy corset in the bathroom I wanted to change into.
Ugh. Screw it. “My body is ready for you to put a baby inside me.”
Okay, that sounded way better in my head and I’m sure I worded it way more meaningful with the statement I worked on for weeks but due to a brain fart this is clearly all I’ve got. But it’s more than enough when I’m hit by the intense look in his eyes.
Holding out the box I whisper, “I had this made for you and I hope you want to wear it. It’s something we agreed on in church and I’m sure my sister will also want her old man to wear one she will get for him. Anyway…here.”
He takes the box from my hands and opens it. Pulling a smooth, leather cut from the box, he holds it up and takes in the patches on the back.
“Fuck,” he croaks and puts it on. Turning his back to me, he asks, “How does it look?”
I step closer and let my fingertips slide over the patch Valorous Sally MC and the rocker underneath proudly states “Property of Medley.”
Stepping around him I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him close for a kiss. His tongue slips between my lips and I groan when he starts to devour me. His hands work fast to rip the jeans from my body, along with my panties.
He lifts me up and I lift my legs to wrap around his waist. The sound of his zipper is all the warning I get before the thick head of his dick is nudging my entrance. My body is ready to take him as he thrusts deep inside.
Pleasure flows hot through my veins. My nails dig in as he buries his head into the crook of my neck. He might not hear me but I know he feels the vibrations of my moans. The way he groans out the pleasure he takes from my body is spiking the bliss inside me.
I press my heel against his ass to urge him to drive deeper inside me. His speed picks up and he fucks me harder. Screw sensual, endearing, and special moments. A quicky of hot and dirty sex is what the both of us need to take the edge off.
The feel of his fingers teasing my ass, his grunts, the slapping of flesh against flesh as my head hits the wall by the force of his thrusts. This is what it feels like to be craved, to be loved, to be wanted now, forever, for as long as our blood is pumping by our raging hearts.
Exactly how it should be.
And when my orgasm hits and I feel his dick thicken inside me before it starts to pulse and fill my womb with his cum, it’s then I hear his rough voice rumble the words, “Love you so damn much.”
“Love you more,” I tell him fiercely.
His grip on my body tightens, as if he heard me give him the words and yet in some way he did because he caught the vibrations. In reality we don’t need our voices to be heard or to get a message across. Our bodies and hearts are connected allowing the both of us to be aware of our shared feelings.
And who knows, many years from now we might be able to experience the vision Ivar once mentioned. The one where we’re old and gray and watch how our grandkids ride the horses we’ve bred and trained. Giving the gift of our past and future from one generation to the next.
But for now, I hug him tight and live in the moment. One where my old man is wearing my property patch and where hopefully new life starts on this day and we may be able to embrace a child in our arms nine months from now.
For we are always ready to dream, ready to live, and ready to enjoy whatever life brings.
COWGIRL BIKERS MC #3
