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“Hey, maybe you can get pregnant, too. We always said our babies would grow up together.”
My stomach plummets at the thought. A baby is the last thing I want in my life. Not that kids aren’t great. I’m not thinking about weddings and babies. I like my life how it is. Okay, that’s a lie. Having Smoke’s kid wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. It’d be the greatest. It’s simply not in the cards for us. “Yeah. I don’t know about all that.” I leave her to mull over her thoughts and grab Smoke a mug of coffee to offer as a peace offering on behalf of Sabrina.
In the bedroom, he’s coming out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist, water glistening on his chest, and all I want to do is lick the beads off his skin. He accepts the mug and takes a sip before placing it on the dresser.
“C’mere,” his voice rumbles, all gruff.
He doesn’t need to tell me twice.
Smoke positions me face down long ways across the bed and jerks my shorts and undoes down to mid-thigh as he straddles me there. Lifting my hips, he positions me right where he wants me. His rough hands knead my ass before the first slap stings my right cheek.
“You’ve been a bad girl. Left me to shower alone.”
Slap.
Thwack.
Tap.
He spanks my ass, setting my bottom on fire before he’s knuckle deep finger fucking me with wild abandon.
I cry out at the intrusion, biting the sheets to keep Sabrina from hearing me.
Slap.
“Don’t muffle your cries, babydoll. When I make you scream, I want everyone to know.”
He brings me closer and closer to the edge and once I’m about to get off, he tears his fingers away.
“Get dressed.”
“I’m going to chuck you off the roller coaster,” I warn, and he chuckles.
“It’s too damn hot for having titties, dealing with bossy men, and cranky toddlers,” Pam grumbles, dabbing a baby wipe under her armpits.
Bianca shares a look with me and Stella, T-bird's girlfriend. She hasn’t exactly warmed completely to me. Which is understandable considering I kissed him, but there are no romantic feelings between us. He’s been a good friend to me, and I never should have gone there. It was a shit thing to do, but I owed it to myself to find out if there was more between us. There isn’t. We both know that now and we can both move on knowing that there’s nothing left unresolved. Nothing left unsaid.
I’m with Smoke and never been happier. Well, if it wasn’t blazing hot like Satan’s asshole outside, I could be.
Murder rented Camden Park out for the day for the club members and their families. It’s a theme park that has been around for all my life and yet this is my first time visiting.
Growing up, the way I did, being raised by a religious doomsday prepping nut of a father and a dutiful mother, I escaped the first chance I got. They kept me sheltered from the real world as much as they could, but I always knew that there was something wrong with them and their way of life.
I ran to the safe haven of my brother and the motorcycle club he belongs to. That’s how I met Smoke, his best friend and roommate, at the time.
His muscular arms wrap around me from behind as the whiskers of his facial hair scrape against the exposed skin of the crook of my shoulder. Lips brushing my ear, he grits, “You ready for the Big Dipper?” His deep and husky voice sends a good shiver to the heart of my desire for him.
“Come on,” he prompts, lacing his fingers with mine so I can’t escape his hold.
I gulp, staring at the large wooden coaster that stands at least fifty feet tall. “Is it safe?”
“The ride lasts like three minutes, if that.” He licks his lips, grinning at me as I twist around in his embrace to face him.
“Those boards could be rotted.”
“They replace the bad ones. You’ve got nothing to fear, babydoll. Not when you’re with me.”
I know that. He has proven that he’ll do anything to protect me. Smoke isn’t a bad man, but he’s killed for me. The roller coaster isn’t all that scares me. He’s been married before, and it didn’t work out. He’s cheated on women in the past.
