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The women share a grin. The mood in the house is weird. I feel like Ruin is doing his mayor routine, where he finesses people into thinking he’s got their best interest at heart.
Meanwhile, Armor moves to the window and peers out the drapes. He’s on edge as if we’ve walked into a trap.
Olive seems out of sorts over the bikers in her new home. She’s lived in this area for a while, but I don’t know her, and she doesn’t know us. A woman like her is only aware of our reputation. In fact, I wonder if she’s the one who told Fiona about the club’s habit of hacking people to pieces and piling up their bodies.
“Before the food arrives, can I show my room to you?” Irina asks me.
Kissing Irina, I can’t keep my hands off her. Ruin finally demands we leave before we make Fiona uncomfortable.
“Wait, what’s happening?” the blonde asks, forcing her eyes open. “Are they being inappropriate?”
“Very,” Ruin says like she’s his daughter around a bunch of perverts.
“You’re right,” I say and wiggle free of Irina’s horny grip. “We’ll be back soon.”
“Take your time,” Fiona replies as we head to the stairs. “You don’t want to pull a muscle by hurrying.”
I don’t wait around to hear Ruin’s response to her helpful hint. Irina takes my hand and leads me up the dark-stained staircase.
Once we enter her bedroom, she turns toward me. “I’ve spent many nights thinking about you while touching myself in here.”
I tug off my sweater, winning a horny grin from Irina. Kissing her, I tug open the button on my jeans.
“We can’t take long,” Irina whispers, slipping free of my grip before turning toward the bed. She drops her leggings and panties before leaning forward to tip up her ass. “We should practice our quickie skills for when our baby is born. Parenthood means fast sex.”
I really want to strip down Irina and play with her milky curves. Looking around, I smile at the thought of spending the night here. Her sweet scent fills the room.
Irina glances over her shoulder at me and gets pouty again. Realizing I’m not doing anything, I lean down to kiss her left ass cheek.
“Hmm...” she murmurs and wiggles her butt.
“I don’t feel good about giving the woman I love a ‘wham, bam, thank you, ma’am.’”
“I need relief. I’ve been in a state of heat since I opened the door to find you. I don’t know why I’m so crazy horny, but I need to feel you inside me.”
Brushing her hair from her throat, I kiss her neck and cheek before covering her lips. My cock has been hard since she felt me up downstairs. I tug down my jeans, allowing my cock to slide between her legs.
My index finger dips inside Irina’s folds, finding her ready. “You’re so wet, baby.”
“I heard your motorcycles,” she moans, pressing her ass back and seeking my cock. “I felt like you were touching me, even before I opened the door and found you looking so damn fine.”
My cock replaces my fingers, sinking inside her hot pussy. Irina groans wildly like she’s already on the edge of an orgasm. As my index finger teases her clit, Irina’s hips buck, and her pussy take me deeper. Her hands clutch the comforter, steadying herself.
I rock into her deeper as Irina whimpers and gasps. The orgasm grips her with the same ferocity that her pussy sucks at my cock. My finger slides over her clit, drawing out every bit of her pleasure.
Irina says my name in a needy tone that breaks me. I wanted this woman instantly. For months, I worried she would never really be mine.
Today, the reality of our future together digs deep inside me and takes root. The threat to our relationship is dead. I’m in a place I felt locked out of for months.
As I find relief and hold Irina tightly, I’m a man with endless options and zero barriers ahead of him.
