“What I wouldn’t give for a glass of that right now.”
Jenni looks as me over the rim of her glass, smirking. “We were just talking about how Savannah can’t seem to get enough of your son.”
I take one of Jenni’s beloved peppermint patties and chuck it.
“Well, you’re a beautiful woman. One who’s even more gorgeous when she’s pregnant. My son is a warm-blooded man.”
“I’m so not going to talk about his with you. No offense, Bianca. You know I love you. But I think Sin would have a conniption if he knew I was discussing our sex life.”
She laughs. “You’re probably right. But it wouldn’t hurt not to tell him. There are just some things that a girl needs to keep to herself, and female bonding is one of those things.”
“I’m not sure if your boy can keep with this sex machine.” I kick Jenni under the table. “Ow, why did you do that?”
Bianca laughs again. “Matthew is a Sinclair, if he is anything like his father, believe me when I say that my son will always be able to keep up.” She winks.
“I’m so not having this conversation with you.”
“Fine, I’ll have it with her. How was your husband?” She pops a miniature minty treat in her mouth and follows it with a gulp of wine.
“Oh, dios mio…that man was able to rock my world until the day he took his last breath. Sex during the times when I was pregnant—hands down the best sex of my life. I think that’s one of the reasons why I have three kids, just so I could experience that pregnancy sex more than once.”
“Sweet Jesus.” Jenni breathes.
“You can say that again.” Bianca says laughing. I can’t believe I’m discussing this with her. I wouldn’t even talk to my own mother about this. "The positions, how he could hit that sweet spot. Perfecto.” She smiles as she drinks the last of her wine.
Jenni throws her head back and laughs. “That’s fantastic. Pregnant sex is something else. I’ve read up on it. Bianca isn’t just blowing smoke, it’s true.”
“I know it’s true, hello. I’m currently living it. What about you?” I point at Jenni. “Why are you so concerned with my sex life? What happened to you sexing your way through the MC? Either you haven’t done it or it hasn’t been something to write home about and I doubt that.”
“Don’t try to deflect. This isn’t about me. This is about you and your oversexed vag.”
“Oh, my God, you’re awful. What happened to you? Where is my sweet friend?”
“Oh, please, I’ve never been sweet and you know that.” She shrugs her shoulders. “Plus I’ve been hanging around with Lick a little.” I balk at her confession. “Don’t judge. Someone’s got to keep me company.” She glares at me.
“You can’t stand that man.”
“I still can’t, but he’s wearing on me. I’ve got tough skin and his mouth and lack of morals doesn’t affect me.”
“Tylan, that boy has been given a life no one should have had to experience, especially a child. Aye, that mother of his, she was not worthy of her son or daughter.” Bianca shakes her head. “So many women don’t know what a gift motherhood is.” Her words cause me to rub my hand over the swelling of my stomach. I understand her words far too well.
“Don’t mean to change the subject.” Jenni breaks the silence and the now somber mood. “But what are we going to do with Savannah’s problem?” Her eyes go between Bianca and me.
“I don’t have a problem.”
“Maybe not now, but you might if you don’t let that boy rest.” Jenni quips.
“Please, mija, I’m an old lady, nothing offends me. Even if it’s talk about my son and his sexual conquests.”
“Ha! She called you a sexual conquest.” Jenni slams her hand on the table. “Oh, my goodness! I can’t believe I didn’t think of this before.” She gets up and stumbles down the hall.
“You really don’t need to be hearing this.” I tell Bianca when Jenni’s out of the room, but she just nods. “Really.” I continue to protest.
“Here it is!” Jenni yells. She places a box in front of me. I flip it over and see a bright pink vibrator. “It’s a rabbit.” She turns it to her and then back to me. “It’s the newest version.”
“I’m not taking your vibrator, Jenni.”
Realization hits her. “Oh! No, I haven’t used this one yet. I bought it before I came out. I had the older, overly used one still in my bag. I just thought you could give this one a test drive.”
I’m mortified. I peer up and see Bianca smirking behind her wine glass. “Thanks?”
“No problem, that’s what friends are for.” She places a kiss on my cheek. “Well let’s hope you can give Sin a rest now.” I roll my eyes at her comment.
“I’m not sure my son will be okay with competing with a machine. I think he’s too proud.” Bianca comments.
“I think you may be right.” I respond.
I knew leaving town wasn’t the right thing to do. But when Cut said, it was a possible lead on getting a big name involved with our brand I didn’t hesitate to go. Savannah’s been working her ass off trying to make something of the shop. It just so happened that he was at the shop when the call came in. It's a no brainer, meet the man behind the money and see if we click. We did. The only thing we need to do now is wait.
When Hawk called me and told me that Redding and his bitch mother showed up at Doc’s place I knew there was no way I was staying away. Deep down I know Savannah is safe at the compound, but I’d feel better knowing that I'm there too. That motherfucker has some nerve talking to her like that. She’s no longer his, she’s mine. They both are and that son of a bitch needs to learn his place and fast. I don’t need this shit to affect Savannah or the baby. If he or his actions do anything to put either of them in jeopardy, I’m going to enjoy the feel of his warm blood seeping through my fingers as I gutted him. “Hey.” I greet Hawk on the porch of the clubhouse.
“You made it back fast.” Hawk’s standing there in his normal outfit of flat billed hat, our club t-shirt, faded jeans and his chucks. I smirk, always the pretty boy.
“Did you think I’d stay away?”
“Not at all, man.”
“So what went down today?”
“Nothing more than what I told you. Fucker came up from behind us. Bitch had his mom run interference.”
“You know what this means, don’t you? He’s got eyes on us.”
“I don’t see how that can be possible. This neighborhood is secure. It always has been.”
“Not always.” I give him a knowing stare. Nothing is ever secure. “Something’s gotta give.”
“Maybe he just had Doc’s place watched. He may know her appointment schedule. Doc’s staff may have a weak link.”
“So what does that mean? Does she need to have her doctor appointments here? Do I need to keep her caged like an animal? I’m telling you Hawk, I can’t keep her under lock and key. She’ll have no life here.”
The door opens and a few of the girls come tumbling out, Bubba’s close behind them. Kara shoots daggers my way. “I think it’s time to find a new place to have fun, ladies.”
“No one’s stopping you.” I tell her. “The scenery is getting old around here anyways. Time for something fresher, younger.” I throw in a knowing insult.
She stops and turns my way. “You think your dick is like the Holy fucking Grail. It’s not. Never has been, never will be. I don't give a fuck where you stick your dick nowadays.”
“Kara.” Bubba stops her by grabbing her by her shoulder and pushing her forward. “Let’s get out of here.”
“Yeah, bitch. You better double up, Bubba. That snatch has got to be riddled with some nasty shit.”
“Son of a bitch!” she screams.
“Oh and buddy, think twice before tasting that shit too.” He nods and pushes her forward without another word.
“That’s some fucked up shit.” Hawk says.
“Yeah I know. I hate the fucker she brings out in me. But, m
an, all I’ve been dealing with from her over the past few months is her bitchy attitude and stepping out of place.”
“She’s in love with you.” He tells me.
“That’s on her.” I shake my head "I’ve never given her any more attention than I did the rest of them or promises that feelings would be returned.”
“Yeah.”
I nod towards the sound of Bubba’s bike. “You think he’s doing alright?”
“That I know of. But he’s been distant for the past while. So I can’t be a hundred percent sure.”
“That’s what I’m afraid of.”
“You think he’s up to no good?”
“Well, he just left with Kara, so that should tell you something. That bitch is always up to no good.” We stay quiet for a bit, taking in the peace of the evening air. “I’m gonna head in.”
“Yeah, Savannah's in your room. She came back from your mom’s house a while ago.”
“Thanks, man.”
“Hey, Sin.” He stops me. “You in a good place? With her?”
Am I? For the past two weeks, it’s been damn sweet. I’m still struggling with the fact that I don’t feel good enough to handle her heart. She’s putting so much trust in me and I worry I’m going to screw it up. “Yeah I am. My heart is all in; I just need to get my head to catch up.”
“You’re a good man, dude. Always have been. You’ve got just as much goodness and light in you as she does. You’ve just got to be stronger than your demons.”
Be stronger than your demons. Easier said than done.
I lock the door to the bedroom. I’m going to try this rabbit out. I may have lied a little to Jenni and Bianca, I’m starting to feel bad with all the sex my body is requiring of me at this point in my pregnancy. The hormones coursing through my body have me all riled up. I need constant releases and Sin is always more than happy to oblige, but we’re still new and I don’t want to wear out the spontaneity of our relationship so soon.
Changing into one of Sin’s t-shirts, I take my panties off. Is there directions? Jesus, I’m pathetic, I’m in my early twenties and I have no clue how to get off with a vibrator. I shake my head as I open the package and toss the plastic to the floor. Of course, it has speed settings. Oh, my God, it shows a picture of both a turtle and a rabbit. How cute is that. I flip it on, deciding to take the turtle for the first test run. You know what they say, slow and steady wins the race and this is a race that I need to feel victorious. I feel the movement vibrate through my hand as it comes to life. The constant pulse coming from the gadget turns the tips of my fingers numb around the soft rubber.
Lying back on the bed, I gaze to the door, double-checking to make sure it’s locked. I slowly push the cotton of my shirt up over my stomach, and run the vibrator over my flesh. Just the feeling of the beat on my skin makes my toes curl. Jesus. Closing my eyes, I picture the face of the man I love. Dark brown hair, an unruly beard, fierce crystal blue eyes hovering above me. The way he looks at me is so intense. He bites his lip, trying not to smile because he hates smiling, while I live for those smiles. My hand moves lower until I hit my clit, the sensation causing me to jerk a little. My eyes pop open, startled. I look around the room, making sure it’s just me. I lie back down and I continue to massage myself. Working myself until my legs begin to quiver as my pleasure builds. I push the vibrator in and out, lubing it with the wetness of my desire. I can’t believe I’ve been without this for so long.
I slowly push the trembling device further into my pussy. Moaning in pleasure, I grab the headboard with my free hand. My legs push tight, digging the heels of my feet into the bed as I continue to work myself. I bite down on my lip, trying to muffle the sounds of gratification. I feel my climax building up. “Holy shit.” I curse as I jerk when I hit my peak. My entire body tightens in pleasure. I squeeze my eyes, watching the white stars pass over my lids. My body jerks, uncontrollable as I whimper.
“What are you doing?”
I yelp in shock. My body reacts as I toss the offending vibrating device across the room. It hits the wood of the dresser, lands on the floor with a thud, and then continues to hum. I feel my face flush as the embarrassment crawls its way up my neck. The clearing of a throat and footsteps coming further into the room has me opening my eyes. I gawk as Sin bends over and catches the contraption that’s currently dancing along the floor. I’m mortified, totally mortified. He stands and examines it before switching it off. The room is silent and more embarrassing as it is, I’d rather have the buzzing of the vibrator than the quiet I hear right now. “Sugar?” He turns and lifts his eyebrow. “Are you going to answer me?”
“Argh!” I throw myself back onto the bed.
“Even if you ignore me, I’m not going to go away.”
“It’s Jenni’s fault.” I complain
“You think?” He takes a step towards me.
“Well, I can’t say it’s your mother’s fault because that would be a lie.” The bed dips at my feet.
“Are you horny, sugar?” I hear fabric drop to the floor and the clinking of his belt buckle.
I pull myself to my elbows and regard the man in front of me. He’s standing at the foot of the bed, shirtless, belt undone, toeing off his boots. Is he playing with me? “If you must know, yes.”
My eyes fall to the movement near his crotch. He slowly drags the zipper down. I skim my eyes over his solid chest. Smooth tanned skin, decorated with colorful art. The ache that I just thought I handled is back. I rub my legs together, trying to ease the intensity of this feeling. He glides his hands between his jeans and his hips, pushing them down until they drop. I balk at the scene before me. Sin, in all his naked glory. He tilts his head, a smile tugs at his lips and then he gives me a wink. His hand rests at my ankle and slowly starts up my leg.
“Are you handling the problem with your pink wand of wonder, or do you need help?”
“I think it’s called a rabbit, and he seems to be handling my problem just fine.” I pull myself up towards the headboard, trying to distance myself from him.
He slowly shakes his head as his glare intensifies. "Why didn’t you come to me?” I yelp as he grabs my other ankle and pulls me to him. “You know you can always come to me.” His eyes blaze with emotion as he takes in my exposed form. He licks his lips then his hands travel from my thighs, up over my waist up, taking the shirt with it. I feel the whoosh over my face as he rips the fabric from my body. Leaving me bare. “Fuck you’re so beautiful,” he rasps.
His hands lightly travel over the swell of my breasts. The hardened buds of my nipples are sensitive to his touch. I whimper as the toughness of his fingers dance along my skin. My back arches as his hands continue to travel down my body. The pull between my legs goes from moderate to severe. “Please.”
“Please what, sugar?” I feel his breath on my breasts. They ache with heavy need to feel his mouth upon them. He places gentle kisses along my flesh. “I thought you had your problem handled. Isn’t that what you said, baby? Hmm?”
“No! No, I didn’t have it handled. Okay?” He chuckles. “I'm trying to give you a break. I didn’t want you to get tired of me.” I whimper as he continues to work my flesh. Damn him.
“I’m never going to going to tire of this. Because this,” His fingers find their way to my heated core. “Is mine.” He pushes into my already swollen pussy. I cry out in relief. “So fucking ready.” He pulls my nipple into his mouth and my core clenches.
I find his fingers between my legs and urge him to apply more pressure. “Sin,” I plead. I open my eyes and gaze at him above me. My imagination didn’t do the real thing justice. The depths of his eyes pull me in.
“I love you, Savannah.”
I swallow the emotion. “I love you too.”
He shifts between my legs. He cups my face with his hands and places his warm mouth to mine, engulfing me with his kiss. The movement of his mouth on mine draws me in. The moment I feel his dick enter me, I gasp in his mouth. He pulls away from my li
ps and watches me as he continues to move in and out. The push and pulls stirs the beginning of my climax. “I love you. Always you, only you.” He tells me as he watches the emotions roll through me. He pulls slowly, pushing back in just as slow. Working me. The passion that’s radiating off him is intoxicating. My climax ripples through me, slow and steady. Tears well in my eyes.
“Shh.” He pushes my hair from my face. He hikes my leg upon his hip, pulling me closer. “Savannah.” He whispers my name.
“I love you.” I grind into him as he thrusts into me. “I need you.” I grab at his shoulders, clawing my nails along his slick skin.
“Gentle, Savannah. I don’t want to hurt you, baby.”
“Please.” I continue to buck beneath him.
He picks up his pace and his thrusts become quicker, with more force. I moan as I feel him reach the hilt and pull back only to come back at me with the same force as before. Drawing up as far as my stomach will allow, I take his mouth with mine.
“Fuck.” he says against my lips. I open my eyes and see the concentrated stare. He holds so much love in the depths of his blue orbs. He pushes into me deeper. With his continued assault, I explode around him. I call his name as my orgasm crests. He curses and moans as he follows with his own release. Resting his forehead to mine, his breaths are labored. The gentle movement of him between my legs has me jolting with sensitive pleasure. “I don’t want to move,” he tells me. I know the feeling. He kisses my nose, the corners of my mouth, down my jawline until he reaches my neck, then continues the process all over again.
“So good.” He hums in agreement.
He pulls away from me and stares into my eyes. “Is your problem handled now?”
A laugh breaks from my chest. Nodding my head, I answer. “Yes. I believe it is.”
“You gonna throw that thing away now?”
“I don’t think so.” I feel him buck against me. “I still haven’t tried the rabbit speed.”
“Well fuck me, sugar. I may have to watch that one too.”
It’s been two weeks since I caught her trying to give me a break with that damn pink vibrator. It makes me laugh that she thinks making love to her is like work to me. Nothing could be further than the truth. If it were possible, I’d spend every hour of every day buried deep in her sweet heat. Let me tell you, that pink tool has continued to collect dust. My girl is only getting off on my cock and nothing else. I don’t give a shit if I’m in the middle of a build, if she’s horny, then it’s my job to scratch that itch. I’ve quickly learned her facial expression, and now that I know them, I feel like a bigger dick because she’s had the same look on her face from day one. Needless to say, the shop is very familiar to our sex-capades, because over the two past weeks it has seen plenty of it.
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