Outlaw Kind of Love

by Nicole Snow

  I knew he was getting close. I clenched everything beneath my waist, from the velvet wrapped around his cock to my legs moving with his like welded pistons.

  Give it up, lover. Give me our baby. Give me part of your soul!

  His grip on my wrists coiled so tight it hurt. The sharp bite was just the overload I needed, sending me spiraling into another explosive climax.

  I screamed, trying to cry out his name, but failing. I wanted anybody in earshot through the walls to know who was owning me like this, who'd tamed my virgin flesh, and now my ripe little womb.

  Then there was an explosion above me like thunder. I looked up through the blurry heat filling my eyes and saw him jerk, felt him turn to granite everywhere we touched.

  Jack stabbed forward and gave me what I'd been pleading for.

  His come shot deep. It burned like pure fire, racing up into me, lapping against my walls.

  Jack grunted above me, his guttural pleasure timed to his spasms. I came even harder, drawing his seed into me, wishing we could stay locked together this way forever.

  The raging fire exploded through my whole body, and then edged back. The fireball lost its wild temper and sizzled lower, into a pleasing afterglow. Our bodies stopped twitching and he collapsed on his forearms, holding himself over me.

  I sighed softly. He remained buried in me, even as he touched his forehead to mine.

  “Fucking incredible. Did you ever imagine it would be that good?”

  Hell no! I shook my head.

  What really amazed me was that he sounded just as surprised as I was. It warmed my heart to know my flesh brought him such pleasure, making an older, experienced man feel like a virgin all over again.

  Nobody would ever love me like this. And after that crap with Dad, Jack proved that he loved me more than my own family. More than the entire world.

  I held him close, taking one more kiss before he slowly pulled way. He laid next to me, bracing me against his chest. We stared at each other for a long time.

  Just being with him was a pleasure. He made naked and lazy a guilty thrill.

  “Have you gotten everything?” I asked.

  “Oh, yeah. Best part is we're just getting started. We're gonna do it over and over again, baby, 'til I know the job is done.” He kissed me.

  I smiled beneath his lips, knowing it wouldn't be long at all before he was ready for another round.

  “Yeah? What about after I'm pregnant?”

  “Then I'll make sure I find a place that's better than this club room. We need a real home outside the MC, just like the older guys with families.” He laughed a little and shrugged, staring at the ceiling, full of new dreams.

  “ It's fucking insane. Never thought I'd be hatching plans like that. Not this soon, anyway.”

  He reached for my hand. Twining his fingers with mine, he pulled me closer on his chest.

  “No, that's great, but it isn't what I meant...will you still want me when I'm not so small anymore?”

  Jack's head jerked to face me. He stared for a second, wide-eyed disbelief written everywhere.

  “You kidding? You're gonna be beautiful to me forever, Rach. I don't get rid of things I love. Had the same Harley since I was patched in by Pop ten years ago. You're my old lady, and I'll love you even when you really are an old lady.”

  I laughed at his emphasis on the words.

  “It's not funny, and it isn't bullshit either,” he insisted. “Do I need to remind you? What does it say right here?”

  He took my arm and held it up to my face. There in the slight red halo around the ink, I saw the words again, as if from a dream.

  Property of Throttle, Prairie Devils Cassandra.

  “Like it or not, you're mine,” he growled, squeezing my flesh in that possessive way that sent lightning through my nerves.

  “Oh, I like it,” I said. I moved in for another kiss, reaching for the erection I felt rising against my thigh.

  “Good. Because once something's mine, I never let up. Give me a couple years and you'll get all the house, jewelry, and kids you can handle.”

  I laughed, amazed at the image. It was so real I could see it.

  “As long as I'm above ground, you're my old lady. Nobody and nothing's ever gonna change that.” Jack stopped to kiss away the silly tear that trickled down my cheek. “We've had our fill with words. Let's get back to working on that baby...”

  Smiling, I spread myself wide to receive him, ready for our forever.

  Never again would I deny the badass I was spending the rest of my life with.

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  “Just you and I now,” Garrett said.

  He tipped the tumbler to his firm lips and knocked back his drink in one swig. I was only halfway done with mine, feeling it burning its way through my stomach and straight up to my brain.

  “How about that dare?” He raised his eyebrows and slid in closer to me, wrapping his arm around my shoulder once more. “I didn't just bring you to this place to talk. How about some one on one time, Jessie? Doesn't the Princess underneath get tired of everyone treating her like a good girl?”

  Yes!

  “Sure,” I mumbled, licking stray liquor from my bottom lip. “It does get really old. Hell, even I'm getting tired of it. Just one night, I'd like to be a little bad.”

  “Then you've come to the right man.”

  I laughed. Drunken revery set in, making my arms and legs move with evil confidence. I reached for his collar and pulled.

  Garrett locked his hand around my wrist. He tugged me in, kicking the table back, pulling me onto his lap.

  Then those huge hands were on my back, blazing up my flesh, searching for the zipper to my dress. He tugged me closer at the same time he unsheathed me, drawing me in for a kiss.

  His lips stroked mine. And I thought the fruity alcohol had a bite! His kiss arced past my lips twice as fast, hot and sultry, streaming straight to the ends of my nerves.

  Everything inside me opened at once. My legs, my lips, plowing apart to make way for his tongue, his hands.

  Garrett saw his opportunity and seized it. Ruthlessly entitled, without a shred of doubt.

  His free hand caught the ends of my hair and tugged. He locked my head in place, pushing his lips harder into mine, flicking his tongue into my mouth and rolling its wonderfully wet length back again.

  Tease.

  Or so I thought. His next kiss went much deeper, a full force imprint with tongue and teeth and strength.

  I gurgled soft pleasure into his mouth. His tongue searched deep, seeking mine. When he found it, he held it down, sucking at my delicate lips, aiming his shocks through my flesh.

  “What's the matter, Princess? Haven't you ever been kissed like that before?” He pulled back, staring into my sex starved eyes.

  “It's been too long,” I lied. I wasn't going to admit that he was the
finest thing I'd ever had my hands and lips locked around.

  “And here I wanted to introduce you to something new. Maybe I still can. Stand up...”

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