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“Like going after another club and killing someone?”
“Don’t worry about club business.”
“How can I not? What if Hawk hadn’t…” Josie turned her head. “Christ, Reese. If Hawk hadn’t killed that guy, then Steph’s baby would have a father. But I wouldn’t have you.”
“You can’t think like that,” he said.
“Then how am I supposed to think?”
Reese gently touched Josie’s cheek and forced her to look at him again.
Words were done now.
He lowered his mouth down to hers and kissed her. It was a long and drawn out kiss. It broke with a wet sound and they just stared at each other.
“I love you, Reese,” Josie whispered.
“Ah, shit, sweetheart, I love you too,” Reese whispered back.
He kissed her again. His hands touched the curves of her hips and he pulled her tight to his body.
Then he lifted her off her feet…with one intention in mind.
* * *
There was no gettingto the bedroom this time.
Josie pushed his leather cut off his shoulders, this time not worrying about it hitting the floor. Reese wasn’t worried either. She moved fast, clawing at the bottom of his shirt, lifting it up as he put her on the kitchen table. His hands flicked open the button on her jeans before his shirt even hit the floor. Josie’s nails scratched as his chest, drawing red lines down his muscles to the top of his jeans.
He pulled her off the table with a hard tug, making her gasp as he quickly pushed her jeans and panties down, not wanting to waste another fucking second. He pulled at her hoodie, gritting his teeth as he ripped it up over her head. Under the hoodie was a spaghetti strapped tank top with no bra.
“Fucking hell, sweetheart,” Reese growled.
He went right for her chest, kissing her. Josie slid her hands around his neck and cried out with a sigh. He trailed a line of kisses down between her breasts, his fingertips pulling at the straps of her shirt, tearing them down her arms, pulling the tank top down to expose her breasts. His hands quickly cupped under her breasts, feeling them full and warm. Growling like a hungry animal, Reese flicked his tongue to her left nipple and then engulfed her.
Josie’s hands were shaking as she fought with his jeans to open them. Once they were down enough to expose him, her hand gripped the root of his thickness.
Reese hissed and began to kiss up her chest to her neck. He kissed her hard and fast, the kisses loud and messy.
“Oh, Reese,” Josie groaned. “Right now. Please. Right now.”
Reese took his mouth from her neck and slapped his hands on her waist and put her back on the table. He came forward and with force, Josie’s hand releasing her hold on his cock and sliding around to his ass as he touched her slit.
She was burning for him and he felt her swelling even more as he pressed forward, opening her. He held right there and put his hands to the small of her back. He was holding back, every muscle in his body flexed as he stared into her eyes. This was more passionate than Reese ever imagined they could be. Their mix of the past, present, love, hate, and anger.
Josie reached up and touched his face. She took a shuddering breath, gritting her teeth, the lust pouring from her eyes like Reese had never seen before from her.
He stared into her eyes as he thrust forward.
She jumped back a little and gasped. He thrust harder at her. She crunched forward a little, her lips kissing the air, wanting to kiss him. But Reese held back from kissing her. He pumped himself into her, watching the reaction of her face and his eyes looking down at her body. The way her breasts moved with his thrusts. The way her hips bucked at him, trying to match his speed.
Reese finally slammed himself forward as hard as he could, bringing himself to her and kissing her. Josie’s hands dug up into his hair as he began to love her, right there on the table. He moved fast, hard, his kisses matching the lower half of his body. He broke the kiss and rested his nose against Josie’s so he could hear her groan and taste her sex laced breath. Her nails worked their way down and around to his ass, clawing at him, pulling and wanting him even more.
She tried to kiss his neck but ended up biting it as she reached climax. But Reese wasn’t done yet. He never wanted to be done. With his jeans down at his knees, he felt a vibration and knew it was someone from the MC calling him. He ignored it because there were more important matters at hand.
But then the phone started to vibrate again…
Reese ignored it.
