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"Then take me, Boiler," I whispered back, arching into him. "I'm yours."
He lifted me effortlessly, carrying me to the bed. We fell onto the mattress, a tangle of body parts and desire. His mouth connected with mine once more, his kiss commanding and all-encompassing. His hands were everywhere, touching, teasing, driving me wild.
We kissed hard, our tongues fighting for control. My hands wandered across his form, experiencing the warmth of his skin, the solid muscles below. The man was all raw power and brute force, and I couldn’t get enough. He lifted me effortlessly, like I weighed nothing, and carried me to the bed. We collapsed onto the mattress, a jumble of limbs and passion, shedding our clothes as if they were ablaze.
His lips met mine again, his kiss demanding and all-consuming. His fingers were all over, caressing, tantalizing, making me go crazy. Every brush of his fingers against my skin sent electric shocks of desire straight to my core.
“Fuck, Boiler,” I gasped, arching against him as his lips nibbled down my neck. “You’re fucking amazing.”
He growled, his teeth grazing my skin, making me shiver. “You ain’t seen nothing yet, Tank.”
Boiler’s lips traveled lower, his tongue flicking over my clit, sending tingles of delight coursing through me. Twisting my fingers in his hair, clutching him to me, I needed more. His hands slid on my body, gripping my thighs and spreading me wide as he fucked me with his tongue.
“Goddamn, Tank,” he muttered against my sensitive skin. “You’re fucking delicious.”
I barely had time to respond before he was on me. Positioning himself between my legs, he entered me, slow and deliberate. The sensation of him stretching me almost too much to bear. I let out a desperate, raw moan as I wrapped my legs around him, allowing him closer and deeper. I clawed his back, leaving behind red marks, but he didn't seem bothered. If anything, it spurred him on, driving him to fuck me harder, deeper.
He drove into me with relentless passion, his movements strong and sure, setting a rhythm. Waves of pleasure surged with each thrust. Our mouths were connected, bodies moving together.
Boiler’s hand found mine, our fingers intertwining, reminding me of our first night together. Our kiss paused. His eyes fixated on mine, the connection between us more profound than I had ever sensed with anyone else. The pleasure was off the charts, about to drown me.
“Come for me, Tank,” he growled, his voice commanding and turning me to goo. “I want to feel you come.”
His words pushed me over the edge. The way he made me feel was beyond anything I'd ever experienced. It was raw, primal, and utterly consuming. When we finally reached the summit, it was insane. We were both trembling and gasping for air. My body went crazy around him, the intensity of my orgasm shocking me. I held onto him, feeling his weight pushing me down, and as always, it was the safest I've felt in forever.
With a soft kiss on the top of my head, his fingers traced a path along my back. “You’re fucking amazing, Tank,” he murmured, his voice still shaky.
My heart swelled with love and satisfaction, and I could feel the smile burning my cheeks. “So are you, Boiler. So are you.”
As we lay there, our breathing calming down, I traced his tattoos with my fingers, feeling so peaceful and content. Boiler's strong arms encircled me, drawing me near, and I nestled into his embrace, relishing his comforting warmth.
“Fuck, Tank,” he purred, his voice filled with raw emotion. “You’re everything.”
“So are you, Boiler. So are you.”
We spent the night tangled in each other, our passion relentless. By the time dawn broke, I was exhausted, but in the best way possible. I lay in his arms, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath my cheek. It was a new feeling, this sense of safety and belonging, and I didn't want it to end.
Chapter 16
Tank
Our connection wasn’t confined to the bedroom. One afternoon, we were out riding together, the roar of our bikes a shared heartbeat. We stopped by a secluded lake, the water glistening under the sun. Without a word, Boiler took me into his arms, kissing me with a hunger that took my breath away.
“We shouldn’t,” I murmured, even as my body betrayed me, pressing closer to him. My heart raced, and I could detect the fire between us building to a fever pitch.
“Who cares?” he growled, his hands roaming over my body. “I can’t keep my hands off you, Tank.”
We were in the middle of an empty park in broad daylight. We were alone, but the thrill of getting caught only added to the excitement. His fingers dug into my hips, tugging me against him, and I could feel his very large cock pressing hard against my thigh.
Without another word, we were on the grass, the cool blades tickling my back as he hovered over me. His mouth claimed mine in a searing kiss, our tongues tangling, teeth clashing. I moaned into his mouth, my hands threading through his hair, tugging him closer.
He yanked my shirt up, exposing my breasts to the sunlight. His mouth moved down my neck, leaving a scorching trail in their wake, before capturing a nipple between his teeth. I gasped, arching into him, as he bit. It was a delightful mix of pleasure and pain. We flipped.
“Fuck, Boiler,” I panted, my fingers working at the buttons of his jeans. “I need you. Now.”
He let out this low, dangerous growl while we were getting his pants off. It was my turn, right out in the open. I slid my mouth up and down his shaft until he couldn’t take it anymore.
His hand slipped down my leather pants, finding me already wet and ready. “You’re soaked,” he murmured, a wicked grin spreading across his face. “So eager, Tank.”
