Page 119 of Tank’s Weakness

“We got it. It’s all gone,” Fox tells me.

“Thanks, man. She is going to be happy to hear that.” I breathe out a sigh of relief.

“Of course. Anything for the family. See you soon.” Fox hangs up the phone without another word.

I glance across the living room where Delaney is sitting with a book in her hand. She is so effortlessly beautiful. I could stare at her for hours.

We don’t have hours, though. No, we are expected at the clubhouse tonight. Now that everything has settled, Smoke thought it would be a good idea to have a get-together for the club to boost morale.

I like having our own space. I’ve all but moved in with her at her place. It’s been the best two months of my life. Waking up next to her each morning reminds me of how lucky I am to be with her.

It helps that her nightmares are waning. In fact, since we went and saw Acid, she has been coming more alive. She’s more like the girl I met all those months ago. She’s working through her trauma.

“That was Fox,” I say, making my way over to her.

“Yeah? Good news?” she asks, patting the couch next to me.

I take a seat, pulling her hand into my lap as I caress it. “The internet has been scrubbed of our video. No screenshots. No lingering copies. Fox went the extra mile to make sure there was no evidence of it.”

“I didn’t know he could do that. I thought once it was on the internet, it was on there forever.”

I pull her hand to my lips, kissing it gently. “Usually, yeah, but Fox has spent every moment since it was posted finding every single trail to every phone and computer until there is no existence of it. He didn’t want it to haunt you.”

Tears fill her eyes. “Oh my gosh. Does that mean he got rid of the copies the school had?”

I nod. “Yeah, baby. He did.”

She pushes forward until she’s in my lap. “Thank you. Oh my gosh. Thank you so much.”

“You should thank him. He’s at the clubhouse. We could go early so you could thank him personally before anyone else gets there,” I suggest.

“That’s a great idea. I’ll go get changed.” She jumps up and heads to our room.

I stand, trailing behind her. I lean against the door as I watch her strip. I must make a noise because she looks over at me, heat in her eyes.

“Careful, Warren. I might decide to forget all about being thankful to Fox and take what I need from you instead.”

It’s a threat she will one hundred percent follow through on. My cock is already hard and ready for her. I can’t let us get off track. Not today.

“You’re a minx, but we do not have the time to play today. Not if we want to be there tonight,” I remind her.

She sighs. “Go take a cold shower, then. I have an idea for how to tease you tonight.”

I swallow hard, doing as she commands. As much as teasing excites me, it also keeps me on the edge. I love every moment with my Laney, though.

I shower quickly, happy when my cock finally deflates. When I step out of the shower, she’s there, waiting with a device in her hand.

She kneels, smacking my cock when it attempts to rise again. Quickly, she straps on the device, my cock straining against the cock cage she’s put on me.

“Hmm, let’s see how you manage with this on all night. If you are extra good, I’ll even let you come when we are done.”

“You are diabolical,” I groan, the feeling of the cage making my blood heat.

“You better get dressed. I want to leave in five minutes. Don’t make me late.”

I love when she gets in bossy mode. Her barking tone is a jolt to my system, making me want to obey her.

I am dressed in three minutes and walking her out to my bike. She lets me help her put her helmet and jacket on before I climb on the bike, her finding her place behind me.