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Dog set a slow and deliberate pace, each thrust making her need greater. She ran her hands down his back to his butt, savoring the clench of his muscles as he filled her. He held her gaze, the joining binding them tighter with each slide deep inside.
She couldn’t wait any longer and pulled his hips toward her. “Please, just let go.”
With a groan, he did as she asked. He thrust harder, faster, and she met every stroke with lifted hips until what she needed was just within her reach.
“I can feel it building, baby,” Dog said through gritted teeth. “So tight around my cock. Come for me, Charley. Now.”
She held his gaze as long as she could, but as the pleasure took over, her eyes closed and her back arched. She gasped as the orgasm tore through her, her nails digging into his skin, so she didn’t come completely apart. Dog’s shaft thickened, his body tensed, and the roar of his release was the most erotic thing she’d ever heard, driving her own climax to heights of pleasure she hadn’t known were possible.
Dog’s shudder pulsed against her stomach, and he slumped over her, his breath ragged in her ear. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, holding him tightly against her chest. Her contractions gripped his shaft, and a tremor fluttered through her body.
When his breath evened out, he whispered, “Fucking incredible.”
Charley turned her head slightly, his beard rough against her cheek, and inhaled the musky scent of him. “It wasn’t just incredible,” she whispered in his ear and placed a gentle kiss on his neck. “For me, it was everything.”
Dog lifted his head, and a frown creased his forehead.
Charley rushed to stop his obviously concerned response. “I didn’t say that because I expect anything from you. No avowals of love or undying devotion. I don’t know much about your lifestyle, but I suspect sex is easy to come by and I certainly proved the point. I’m a big girl. You can move on and I’ll be fine. I have to get back to Charlotte anyway.”
His eyes narrowed. She wasn’t sure what to make of that. What she said was true in a way—she did need to get back to Charlotte—but she wouldn’t go back the same woman. This thing with Dog had changed her. She now saw how following Daddy’s rules had kept her in a box. But she couldn’t lay the blame on him. Following Daddy’s rules had been her choice. And she could choose differently going forward.
“Don’t really like the sound a that,” Dog said, his voice a low grumble that vibrated on her chest. “Not through with you yet.”
She smiled. “And I wouldn’t mind more of yourattention. You have a fine way with that.Perhaps we can make the most of the time I have.”
That finally removed the frown and replaced it with a grin. “Good to know.” He ran his thumb along her jaw, and the grin faltered. “How’re you feeling? No headache?”
Her smile grew bigger. “Honey, I think I just proved I don’t have a headache.”
He laughed, a sound she was growing to love. “Guess you did.” He shifted his hips. “Be right back. Gotta take care of the condom.” He brushed her lips with his and rolled out of the bed.
As he headed for the hall bathroom, tattoos undulated across the muscles of his back, the same words as on his cut —'Devil’s Seed’ arched across his shoulder blades, ‘North Carolina’ at his waist, completing the circle. The same ghoulish depiction of the devil’s face lay in between, mostly black with glowing red eyes. She couldn’t imagine wanting that permanently on her body. She’d heard enough references to a bad meeting with that fallen angel when she’d been in church on Sunday, not that she’d been recently.
He disappeared into the hall, and there was a flush of the toilet. Water ran and then he reappeared. When he got to the bed, he picked up the other condom and motioned toward the bedspread. “Let’s get you tucked in.”
Charley’s stomach clenched as she stood up. With all his beautiful manliness on display, she really didn’t want him to leave.
He pulled the covers back, slid in, and rolled to his back, one arm on the pillow over his head. He dropped the condom on the nightstand beside him and grinned. “Wanna know just where that is.”
Warmth spread through Charley as well as a few tingles.
He slid over and lifted the sheet for her, and she slipped under it. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder, pulling her against his side. His eyes drifted closed. “The doctor said rest. You need to do that now.”
She couldn’t imagine sleeping with this gorgeous man to explore. She didn’t know how long she would have him, but she didn’t intend to waste a moment.
She kissed his hard pec. It danced when he squeezed her shoulder, calling attention to a tattoo she’d noticed when he’d whipped off his shirt earlier. It stood out on his otherwise unblemished, almost hairless chest, like the words embedded in his skin held a sacred space. “You really are bossy.”
“Yeah, I am.” He grinned. “Deal with it.”
She ran her fingers over the tattoo, and his heartbeat pulsed against the tips. The design was two simple words—FALLENwritten in a stark script reminiscent of a harsh life, andGracein delicate, feminine letters laced with wisps and flourishes. The curlicues ofGraceentwined around the harder letters, almost like they were holding on for dear life, and a single feather drifted away from the N inFALLEN.
With a gentle touch, Charley traced the letters. “You don’t have a lot of tattoos. I thought bikers always covered themselves in them, all part of the macho thing.”
His smile broadened, a look that transformed his face from beautiful to outright stunning. “I don’t need ink to prove I’m ‘macho.’ That’s just who I am.”
She rolled her eyes. “You certainly don’t lack confidence.”
His calloused fingers traced slow circles on her shoulder, the touch light but so erotic. “A beautiful woman just told me she enjoyed my attention and wants more of it. You think I’m going to lack confidence now?”
