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He pauses only to tell me, “I’m gonna fuck you tonight, babe. I can’t fuckin’ wait to get inside you.”

“Then don’t wait,” I breathily reply. “Flynn, I need you.”

Slightly awkwardly, letting me know he’s still hurting, he moves down the bed, undoing my shorts and pulling both them and my panties down. He rolls to his side, I lift my hips, and he tears my underwear off.

“Fuckin’ gorgeous.”

I see him staring at my pussy. I can’t be embarrassed, not after having sat on his face regularly for the past weeks. “It’s not something you’ve not seen before.”

He gives a lewd grin. “But not from this angle.”

He’s taken too long. “Are you just going to stare at it?”

In answer, he breathes out air directly over my clit. I quickly realise he doesn’t even need to touch me to make me clench in anticipation. Then, at last, he lowers his head.

He’s made me come on his tongue and fingers so many times I think I know what to expect, but in this position it’s completely different. He’s able to place his arm over my lower stomach holding me in place, and the extra pressure seems to ramp up my desire. As he gets to work, sucking, then using his talented tongue on my clit, I start writhing, it seems he can get his fingers in deeper. He’s found my G-spot before, this is something else. A little more pressure? A different angle? I don’t know what it is, but before I know it, my muscles quiver, tense, and my back bows as I go over in the most intense orgasm he’s given me so far.

He brings me down, then ramps up his sensual assault all over again. Stars, planets, the whole fucking universe seems to swirl in front of my eyes. I’m out of breath and panting for air by the time that he stops. Before I realise he’s moved position, I feel his lips on mine. I’ve tasted myself on him before, but now his short beard drips with my essence. It’s sexy as hell.

All too soon he ends the kiss, leans back on his haunches, reaches to the nightstand and takes out a mega box of condoms — the same ones I saw when he locked me in his room in the bunkhouse what seems like a lifetime ago.

“You going to have to brush the dust off that box?” I grin toward him.

His lips quirk as he makes a show of doing so. “I think I’ve freed a couple of moths,” he retorts. “But woman, think we’re going to blow through these fast now that I’ve got you exactly where I want you.”

“Can I try before I buy?” When his eyes go wide, I shrug, “Well, I don’t want to commit when I’ve not sampled the goods…” I shriek as he grabs hold of my hands.

“Woman, you’re already mine.”

“You think?”

“I don’t think, I fuckin’ know it,” he growls, as he tears the wrapper and extracts the condom. I watch entranced as slowly he slides it on. Then his eyes meet mine, “Fuck knows why you’re here with me. You could go anywhere, be anything. You know you could have money if you want it.”

I sit up, cupping my hand around his cheek. “I’m here because I love you.”

He rests his forehead against mine for a moment. “I love you too. So fuckin’ much. If you’re stupid enough to tie yourself to me, then I’m not going to argue.”

“Enough of the talking. We’ve got better things to do.” I snake my hand around him and wrap my fingers around his cock.

His head falls back as he enjoys the sensation for a moment. Then, as if he’s decided tonight he’s the one in control, he pushes me back on the bed, circling my clit with his finger, and testing my slit as if to make sure I’m still wet. Spoiler, I am. And, oh, so ready for him.

“No take backs after this,” he warns. “I’m already addicted to your taste, and being inside you is going to blow my fuckin’ mind.”

“No take backs,” I rasp, my body writhing in anticipation.

CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN

RATTLER

I’ve wanted to make Ames —Jayne —mine in every way for weeks now. If I’m honest my desire for her started that night we were locked in the store cupboard together, that was the first time I’d noticed her. Yeah, I was an asshole, denied my attraction even to myself.

I had club girls who’d do anything for me just because that’s what they were there to do, and numerous women in town who’d drop their panties with just a crook of my finger. Women existed for one thing, just to get me off. I took because I could, and never gave back as they weren’t in a position to argue. Looking back I deserved every insult the club girls had made about me. It’s one thing to know the reason, my childhood had fucked me up, but quite another to grow the balls to become better.

What would I have been if Jayne had never come into my life? A biker who was outwardly content with how he was living, but who deep down knew something was missing, and never knowing what. I realise now I’d been so hard on the brothers who’d found their old ladies because I’d accepted I’d never findanyone who’d love me, and couldn’t see myself finding someone I could love.

My feelings for Jayne had snuck up on me. But once I admitted what I felt for her, I was in deep.

And now the moment has come when I place the final brick in the wall of my past and embrace my future completely, when I do something I’ve never done before, make love with my old lady.