Page 36 of Harlem


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“I’ll take you home,” Harlem tells me, and there is no hint of irritation or disappointment in his tone.

“I don’t want to go home either,” I blurt before I can lose my nerve. I don’t want my time with Harlem to end.

Harlem stares down at me for a moment, then cups my jaw with his large hand and brushes the pad of his thumb over my bottom lip. “Okay, baby. Let me go talk to Salem. Then we’ll go for a ride.”

I smile and nod, then let Harlem guide me through the rows of bikes back into the clubhouse.

The second we step inside, I spot Salem at the bar with the President of the visiting club, Wolf. I scan the room but don’t see any sign of the man Harlem punched. As we approach Salem and Wolf, there is no mistaking the heated looks both men carry. I squeeze Harlem’s hand, feeling uneasy about the situation. I don’t want Harlem getting into trouble because of me.

He curls me against his side and wraps his arm around me possessively. I let my gaze flick around the rest of the room to gauge everyone else’s mood. Oddly, all of Harlem’s brothers are smirking. Then my attention travels to where Sage and Juniper huddle in a corner beside a pool table. Juniper looks delighted as she holds up both hands, giving me a thumbs up, while Sage is beaming from ear to ear. Though they annoy me to no end with their constant meddling, I couldn’t ask for better friends.

“Prez.” Harlem steps in front of Salem and Wolf. “I’m gettin’ Sukie out of here.” He then directs his attention to Wolf. “I meant no disrespect to you or your club. I hope you understand I couldn’t let your brother’s actions slide.”

Wolf regards Harlem before offering his hand. “Your actions were warranted. And trust that Squirrel will be dealt with for disrespecting your old lady.” Wolf then dips his chin toward me. “You okay, darlin’?”

Taken aback by Wolf’s concern for me, I can only nod.

“You comin’ back to the party?” Salem clasps Harlem on the shoulder.

Harlem returns the gesture. “I’m out for the night, Prez.”

Without letting me go, Harlem leads me back out of the clubhouse. He doesn’t stop to talk to anyone else, only offering a nod or a chin lift to a few of his brothers.

When we reach his bike, he straddles it and holds out his hand. I smile at him, place my palm in his, and settle in behind him. A small squeak escapes past my lips when he grabs both my knees, pulling me flush against his back, leaving no space between us.

“Hold tight, baby,” he says over his shoulder.

I slowly drag my hands along his sides and around his waist. I notice his jaw clenching as my fingers trail over his abs. Deciding to be even bolder, I brush my lips along the column of his neck and whisper in his ear. “I’m ready.”

Quick as lightning, Harlem twists in his seat, grips the back of my neck, and drags my mouth to his. This time, I greedily accept everything he demands of me. We lick and nip at each other, both desperate for a taste. Heat builds between my thighs, and without shame, my hips move, my pussy seeking friction.

“Harlem,” I gasp, needing more to elevate the ache pulsing through my body.

Without warning, Harlem puts his arm around me, and suddenly, we are chest to chest, with me straddling him on his bike.

“Sukie,” he growls.

“What?” I breathe.

“When you come, say my name.” That’s when I feel the button on my jeans release, followed by Harlem’s hand slipping into my panties.

I tip my head back and moan when his finger slides through the slick folds of my pussy. “Luca.”

“That’s it, baby. Let me hear you say my name.”

My hips buck when I feel one of his fingers enter me.

“So fuckin’ wet. So tight.”

“Luca,” I utter his name like it’s my lifeline.

“You’re going to be a good girl and come for me,” he demands, slipping his other hand up the front of my shirt and pinching my nipple through my bra.

I bite down on my lip to suppress a groan.

“I want to hear you, Sukie. Next time you deny me, I’m going to spank you.”

My pussy clenches around Luca’s fingers at the thought of him spanking me. The idea seemed so foreign and not anything I’ve ever entertained before, but hearing it from Luca excites me for some reason. Luca’s low chuckle snaps me out of my thoughts, and I open my eyes to find him entirely entranced by what he sees in front of him.

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