by Jenika Snow
He cupped her cheeks and leaned back to look into her face. For several long seconds neither said anything, but they were both breathing heavily, the sexual tension filling the room and making her high and drunk all in the same breath.
She knew he wouldn’t deny her. Bunny could see that clear in his face. This was exactly where she was meant to be … where she’d always been meant to be. It just took her too damn long to come to that realization.
Chapter Ten
Tank loved her and would do anything for her.
Bunny was it for him, had always been the one that got away. He might not have gone after her, which had been a fucking stupid ass move, but they’d both made mistakes, and the past was just that … the past.
“Be with me, Tank,” she whispered, her head now resting on his chest, her hands wrapped around his biceps. “Let’s pretend all this time hasn’t passed.”
He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back gently so she was forced to look at him. “Nothing matters except now, Bunny. Okay, baby?”
She nodded and smiled, and the sight of that small gesture slammed right into his heart. “I love you so fucking much.” He couldn’t stop the words from coming out, but he also didn’t care if they made him look like a pussy. He loved this woman, and fuck anyone else that tried to say he was weak because of it.
Wrapping his arms around her, he held her tightly and rested his chin on the crown of her head, just enjoying the moment of actually holding her. He wanted her. Fucking hell did he want her.
“I need you, Tank.”
He closed his eyes, felt his cock jerk from her soft voice, and knew he wouldn’t be able to control himself, no matter how much he wanted to be gentle with her.
He inhaled deeply, took in the lemony scent of her hair, the remembrance of the days when he just to bury his face in the crook of her neck, wanting to just stay like that. She was soft and warm, curvy and thick in all the right places. The years away had been damn good to her. She had a nice plump ass, big breasts, and thicker thighs that were meant to be wrapped around his waist as he fucked her, claimed her good and hard.
“I should be gentle with you, baby.”
She shook her head almost immediately. “I just want you to be with me, in any way, in all ways.”
She pulled back and looked up at him, and he cupped the side of her face. He leaned down and kissed her soft and slow at first, but with each passing second the fire in his body grew to a fever pitch. His cock felt like it would tear through his jeans if he didn’t have her, if her didn’t make her his in all ways.
She moved her hand down his arm, wedged it between their bodies, and in the next second rubbed his cock through his jeans. A harsh, guttural groan left him, and he slammed a hand on the wall beside her head, unable to even keep his eyes open from how good it felt that she was touching him.
He groaned at the fact it was Bunny who touched him. It made it that much more pleasurable. Tank cupped her, held her as he deepened the kiss, and moved his tongue faster and harder against hers. His mind and body screamed for more, to be rougher, harder, but he fought those urges because right now he needed to show her that he could still be a gentle man, even if she wanted it any way he gave it. There would be plenty of time for that.
When she moaned he moved his hands to cup her sweatpants-covered ass. She wore his clothes, and that had a shot of lust filling him. He squeezed the globes, and then lifted her easily off the ground, wanting this surrender from her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, ground her pussy on his cock, and he grunted from the contact, felt pre-cum line the tip of his shaft. The hard length of his dick prodded between her legs, and he wished the material that separated her from him were gone.
Remedy that.
With their mouths still fused and her legs wrapped around his waist, Tank started to move them away from the wall and over to the bed.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Bunny,” he found himself saying as soon as their lips broke apart and he had her lying on her back on the mattress.
Taking a step back and just looking his fill of her, he fucking loved how she looked covered in his clothing. “Take off the pants and shirt, baby.”
With her heavy breathing her breasts rose and fell from the force. She slid her hands to the waistband of the sweats and pushed them down her thighs. If she wore panties he didn’t see them, but he would have had her take the fuckers off anyway. Even with the oversized t-shirt still on her he could see her pussy clear as day. A harsh groan left him, and the urge to grab his cock and stroke himself rose swiftly inside of him.
“The shirt, Bunny,” he managed to say in a strangled voice.
She rose up enough to pull the material up and off of her, and then there she was, naked, on the bed, her legs partly open. She had a thatch of trimmed black hair that covered the top of her pussy, and his mouth watered.
The way her legs were open, giving him that prime shot of her wet, swollen, and red pussy, made him feel feral, had this beast coming out of him in full force. He unzipped and unbuttoned his pants, shoved them down his legs, and kicked them away. Tank grabbed his shaft, started stroking himself from root to tip as he stared at her luscious body, and groaned out.
“Come closer,” she whispered, and he moved a step closer to her. She sat up and grabbed his balls with her other hand, having him on the verge of coming right then and there.
“Wrap your lips around it, Bunny.” Maybe he should have gone slow, been gentle with her for this first time after so many years. But having Bunny here had this rawness coming out of him.
Her breasts rose and fell as her breathing picked up. She leaned forward, removed her hands from his balls, and wrapped them around his shaft. It felt like time stood still for that one second as they looked at each other.
“Go on, baby.”
Bunny leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the crown of his shaft, and he let out a groan, about to come right in her mouth. Her actions were slow and almost tentative at first, but as the seconds moved by she became bolder. She sucked on his cockhead, stroked the root of his erection with her hand, and he found himself thrusting in and out of her mouth shallowly.
“That’s it, baby.” He speared his hand in her hair. He was transfixed at the sight of her sucking him off, of her cheeks hollowing, and of hearing the soft sounds leaving her.
His orgasm rushed forward, and before this was over before it really started, he took a step back, his cock coming free of her mouth.
“Lie back on the bed for me, Bunny baby.”
She did just that, and he ran a hand over his mouth, his focus transfixed on the sight of her before him like some kind of offering. Her legs were spread and her pussy lips parted, showing him exactly how glossy she was for him. Tank went to his knees between her splayed thighs, inhaled deeply, and smelled the fresh scent of his soap on her body. He smoothed his hands down her legs, and the sound of her swallowing filled the too quiet room.
“Touch me, Tank.”
He lifted his gaze to her face for only a second before moving his focus back to her pussy. Placing his hands on her inner thighs, he licked his lips, feeling how warm her skin was, and seeing how primed she was for him, for his cock. For several seconds he did nothing but stare at where his hands rested on her legs. A tightening started at the base of his spine, and he knew if he didn’t fuck her he’d come all over the damn sheets like some kind of teenager.
“Tank,” she whispered his name again, a plea in the darkness. “It’s been too long.”
Yeah, he couldn’t fucking disagree with that.
“Lay back, baby girl. Let me take care of you.”
She rested back on the mattress and closed her eyes, trusting him, giving him this power. He moved his fingers along her silky folds of her pussy. He needed to make this good for her, to show her they were perfect for each other, that she was meant for him in all ways.
“You feel so damn wet and soft, Bunny,” he growled out the words. “Look at me
when I’m touching you, baby.” He tried to keep his voice soft, but there was clearly a distinct note of command laced in the words. He was hardened naturally from the life he led, by the experiences that had shaped him, but there was always a ray of light in is life when it came to being with Bunny. He missed that, missed her, and he’d meant it when he said he wouldn’t let her go again.
For several long seconds he didn’t speak, just stared at her and continued to keep a firm, yet gentle hold on her inner thighs. Sliding his hands up her body, he stopped right below her breasts, and felt how fast and hard her heart was beating.
“You smell so fucking good,” he groaned. “I remember how you taste, so sweet, silky against my lips and tongue.” He leaned forward and ran his tongue along her cleft. Tank felt this string in him draw tight before snapping in half, before breaking and having him lose all self-control. He started licking and sucking at her, wrapped his lips around her clit until she was pulling at his hair and moaning out. Bunny moved her hips back and forth, thrust her pussy firmly against his mouth, and then he felt her explode around him.
“You want me to lick this pretty pussy, Bunny? You want me to make you come?”
“Yes, please, Tank.”
“You’re so fucking gorgeous, baby.” He inhaled deeply, and groaned at the sweet, clean and musky scent of her pussy. “No one will have you but me, Bunny.” He licked her labia and clit with his mouth and tongue, until goosebumps formed along her skin. “Every part of you is mine,” he growled out the words possessively. Tank felt her heart beating even faster than before.
“I’m burning alive,” she whispered.
“Look at me.” He waited until she obeyed, and then he cupped her breasts, stroked her nipples, and loved that she arched into his touch, moaning for more.
He moved up her body and took her mouth again in a kiss, wanting to have gotten her off with his mouth, but needing her so fucking badly he was about to explode. She ran the pads of her fingers across his bare chest, dug her nails into his body, and he thrust his hips forward.
“I’ve missed you so damn much, baby,” he murmured against her lips. “Tell me you missed me, too.”
“I have, Tank. God, I’ve missed you so much.”
He gripped her chin with his thumb and forefinger, waited until she stared into his eyes. “This, right here,” he said and dipped down to kiss her once. “What you and I have can’t be broken by the past, Bunny.”
She nodded, and he saw that what she felt for him had never died.
“Now, just say you’ll be mine no matter what.”
“I’m yours, Tank. I’ve always been yours, but have been too weak to admit that, even to myself.”
They looked into each other’s eyes.
“I’ll be yours no matter what.”
And then he kissed her hard and possessively. He was going to finally claim his woman again, and he wouldn’t let her go.
Chapter Eleven
Wrath pulled his SUV up to the Brothers of Menace club gates and drummed his fingers on the steering wheel as he stared at the MC. The compound was two stories, more rustic in appearance than he would have assumed, but he had to give Tank and his men credit for keeping shit locked down. He’d already spotted three men walking toward his SUV, their hands at their waist and by their outer thighs, no doubt ready to grab their guns.
One of the guys opened a side door and came up to the driver’s side window.
“I’m here to see Tank.” He didn’t bother looking at the Patch.
“Who the fuck are you?” the asshole asked.
Wrath turned his head and looked at the man. He was wearing a prospect cut, his hard eyes dark, shrewd in appearance, but Wrath could see he wasn’t as dangerous as he liked to think he was.
“I’m the man that’s going to fuck you up if you don’t let me see Tank.” He held the man’s focus for a long second. “He called, needing my help concerning some asshat and a couple of women.” The prospect took a step back, and then motioned for another of the bikers to come over. The two men spoke for several seconds, and Wrath felt his annoyance grow. He wasn’t a patient man, never had been.
“Open it up, boys,” the prospect said.
“About fucking time,” Wrath said, not bothering to keep his voice down. He drove up to where a few other SUVs were parked and cut the engine. For a second he just sat there, listening to the clicking of the engine cooling, and thinking about what was to come. He’d left his production behind in the hands of a few men he trusted enough to deal with the shit.
But this had to do with the people he considered his family.
Lila. Fucking Lila.
He closed his eyes and scrubbed a hand over his eyes, still having those memories of what he felt for her, but having buried them so deep inside of him he thought he could ignore them.
You can’t fucking ignore them, not when they concern her.
“Fuck,” he said into the darkness, and knew that once he saw Lila he wouldn’t be able to walk away again.
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Tank’s big body rested against Bunny’s, pressing her into the mattress and sending a lovely, heavy sensation coursing through her.
“I want you so much, baby,” he murmured against her throat, and Bunny loved how his stubble scraped along her skin. She ached for more of that tingle that raced along her spine. He was so muscular, so big and heavy that she felt her breath leaving her. But she would gladly suffocate to experience this moment.
Warm, hard male flesh molded into hers, making the sweet anticipation of release just a reach away. Bunny wasn’t ashamed to beg him, to plead for Tank to ease her suffering. His cock was long and big, and she remembered how it had felt when he’d fucked her for the first time, claimed her virginity all those years ago.
“I am going to make you scream out as I fuck you, Bunny.”
“Yes,” she moaned.
Tank’s narrow hips fit perfectly in the cradle of hers, and the hard, impossibly thick length of his dick parted her pussy lips. He moved his hips back and forth, rubbed her slickness along his cock, pleasuring her but not penetrating her. She was so ready for him, and so damn wet.
“Fuck me, Tank.”
A guttural groan left him, and he jerked his hips forward.
“It feels so good, baby girl.” He curled his fingers around her upper arms and pressed his hips into hers again, but harder this time. Over and over he did this, his length sliding up and down her cleft as he rocked against her. The tip of his erection bumped her clit on every upstroke, and Bunny had to bite her lip or she would have begged for him to move harder, faster.
Maybe I should beg? I know it would turn him on.
She rose up and stared down the length of her body. She saw his cock moving between her folds, and watched the tip of his dick bump her clit.
He rocked against her faster now. “My need for you is undeniable.” He was dry humping her, and bringing her closer to an orgasm. Another bump to her clit and she squeezed her eyes shut as pleasure coursed through her. Bunny fell back on the bed and breathed out as the ecstasy moved into every cell in her body.
“I need you, Tank,” she managed to say. He had his mouth at her throat, was still kissing and sucking at her skin, and she loved that he was erotically abusing her flesh.
Tank pushed up from her, one forearm braced on either side of her head, and looked down at her body. “You’re so fucking hot, Bunny, so mine.” The muscles in his jaw jumped beneath his stubble covered flesh.
She reached up and touched the side of his face. Bunny ran her finger along the stubble, loving the dual sensations of heat and discomfort. She pushed herself up on her elbows and kissed the underside of his jaw, running her tongue along the strong, square line. He groaned. She couldn’t hold herself up anymore, not with the arousal coursing through her.
“I’m so wet for you.”
He swallowed, and she watched the way his throat worked from the act. “Yeah, baby, you are really fucking primed for me,” h
e whispered. He rubbed her clit softly for few seconds, back and forth until awareness traveled through her, starting between her legs and working its way up her body. Her nipples tightened as blood rushed to them.
He latched his lips onto her neck again and licked and sucked at her skin.
“You feel good, baby?”
She nodded.
“Answer me, Bunny.”
“I’m so ready for you. It feels so good.”
He ran his tongue up her throat, and a soft moan left her. Her senses were attuned to the little touches of his fingers on her body, to the scrape of his teeth on her collarbone, and to the rubbing motion of his hand between her thighs. Tank lowered his head, trailing wet kisses along the top of her breasts before finally latching his mouth on an aching, hard nipple.
“Yes,” she whispered.
The wet sounds of his lips around her turgid flesh filled the room. Tank’s harsh, guttural groans filled her ears, turned her on more. Without thinking, Bunny grabbed Tank behind the back of the neck and brought his mouth to hers, needing his kiss. She swiped her tongue along his lips, loving the harsh sound that came from him. The musky, sweet flavor of her pussy was still on him, and she grew wetter from it. For several moments Tank gave in and allowed her to explore his mouth, let her control the moment.
Tank looked down at her, and lifted his hand to run his thumb along the swell of her bottom lip.
“No more waiting, Bunny.”
She opened her mouth and sucked his finger between her lips, nodding at the same time. He moved his other hand between their bodies, bracing his weight on his elbows, and placed the tip of his dick at her entrance. She anticipated this, needed it like she needed to breathe. She’d only ever been with Tank, and when he started to push into her that flash of discomfort filled her for a second.
“So good, baby. You feel so fucking good.” He kissed the top of her head and continued to push into her.