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“Almost there,” he shouts over the roar of the engine, and I nod even though I know he can’t see me.
Before long, we pull up to the clubhouse, its brick facade glowing under the soft glow of the lights the club has in the parking lot. Leon kills the engine and swings his leg over the bike, offering me a hand as I do the same.
“Welcome to my humble abode,” he jokes, leading me back into the clubhouse. We walk past the hustle and bustle of what’s going on downstairs and head up to the second floor. He takes me down a very long hallway and stops at a door on the left. When he unlocks the door and pushes it open, I find myself stepping into a cozy living space slash bedroom filled with mismatched furniture and the faint scent of leather and motor oil.
“Make yourself at home,” he says, kicking off his boots and gesturing for me to do the same.
“Thank you,” I murmur, slipping out of my own boots and following him farther inside. He leads me to a small kitchen table cluttered with various items—a coffee cup stained with dried rings, a stack of unopened mail, and a well-worn copy of a book on motorcycle maintenance.
“Sorry about the mess,” he apologizes, quickly clearing a spot for me to sit. “I wasn’t expecting company.”
“Neither was I,” I admit, a small smile tugging at the corners of my lips. “But I’m glad I’m here.”
“Me too,” he replies, his eyes holding mine for a moment before he turns away, busying himself with getting us both a bottle of cold water from his mini fridge.
As he hands me my bottle, our fingers brush against each other’s, sending a jolt of electricity through me. I look up to find him watching me intently, his gaze dark and unreadable.
“Rebellion,” he whispers, his voice soft and filled with emotion. “I know we’ve been through a lot these past few days, and I just want you to know that whatever happens, I’ll do everything in my power to keep you safe.”
“Thank you,” I say, my throat tight as I struggle to hold back tears. “That means more to me than you could ever know.”
He smiles gently, reaching across the table to take my hand in his. Our gazes lock, and slowly, Leon leans in, his lips meeting mine in a tender, soft kiss. The warmth of his mouth envelops me, comforting and reassuring all at once.
As we pull apart, I know without a doubt that I’ve made the right choice.
My heart races as I take in the look of desire in Dion’s eyes. The air between us grows heavy, filled with anticipation and need.
“Rebellion,” he murmurs my name again, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine. “I want you. But only if you feel up to it.” He gestures at my cast.
My breath catches in my throat. “Oh, yes. Please.”
“Are you sure?” His concern touches me deeply, making me feel cherished and safe.
“Absolutely,” I whisper, the certainty in my voice surprising even myself.
Dion leads me into his bedroom, the soft glow from the bedside lamp casting warm shadows on the walls. As we stand beside the bed, he reaches out to brush a strand of hair away from my bruised face, his touch feather-light.
“Let’s take this slow, okay?” he says, his voice thick with emotion.
“Okay,” I agree, my words barely audible.
With painstaking care, Dion undresses me, his fingers lingering on my skin as he peels away each piece of clothing. I feel exposed and vulnerable but also incredibly cherished and protected. When I stand before him completely naked, my cheeks flushed, he simply gazes at me with wonder and admiration.
“You’re beautiful,” he breathes before slowly removing his own clothes. As he reveals his strong, muscular, tattoo-clad body, I can’t help but admire the way his muscles tense and relax with each movement.
“Come here.” He beckons, pulling back the covers and inviting me to join him in the bed. I slip between the cool sheets, feeling the warmth of his body as he settles in beside me.
“Are you okay?” Dion asks, concern lacing his voice as he looks deep into my eyes.
“More than okay,” I whisper, reaching out to trace the lines of his chest with my fingertips. “I trust you.”
“Good,” he says, leaning in for a gentle kiss that ignites a fire within me. As our lips move together, our bodies begin to find their rhythm, exploring and learning one another all over again, this time with tender touches and whispered words of encouragement.
As he moves atop me, then inside me, Dion’s focus never wavers. Each touch, each movement, is a testament to his care for me, and I find myself giving in to the emotions that swirl between us, letting them carry me away on a wave of passion.
Heat gathers in my core as he moves his cock in and out of me until the sensations crest, and I shatter in his arms.
When we finally lie entwined in each other’s arms, our bodies slick with sweat and our hearts pounding in unison, I know that nothing will ever be the same.
