He picked her up under her arms and tossed her on the bed with a bounce before ripping her pants and underwear down. “Second, this Pooh bear needs a smackerel of his honey.”
With that, he fell to his knees, grabbed hers, and slid her to his mouth. Her laughter died an instant death the second his hot and talented tongue thrust into her only to retreat again and again.
“Oh, God.”
Thunder didn’t just enjoy it, he seemed to crave it and that had her levitating off the bed. His enormous hands tightened. His fingers dug into her thigh. While the other hand weighed her stomach down so she could do nothing more than lie there and take any pleasure he saw fit to give her.
Andy had always enjoyed oral, giving and receiving. But holy shit, this man made an art form of it. Enjoyed was too pedestrian a word.
“Nick. Nick. Nick,” she chanted his name as she climbed higher and higher.
Thunder seemed revved up by her pleasure. He latched his teeth onto her clit—harshly enough to make a point, but soft enough not to cause pain. He gritted out, “Fucking come, already.”
It was as if his words held the power of compulsion over her and Andy’s body began to grasp at the fingers he’d thrust inside her as she had a back-cracking level orgasm.
When she finally landed back on Earth, she was tucked under the covers and held against Thunder’s body lovingly. She was exhausted. “Dicked dumb and tongued tired,” she murmured as she burrowed deeper into him.
“Excuse me, babe, what was that?”
She was mortified he’d heard her. “Oh my god, nothing.”
She tried to roll over, but Thunder wasn’t letting her off the hook that easily. Of course, not.
“Oh, hell no. You do not get to say dicked and expect me to just let that go.” Thunder rolled over on top of her and stared at her.
Andy threw her hands over her eyes and wanted to die of embarrassment. Thunder dropped on one elbow and gently pulled her hands away. He raised an eyebrow in question. “Fine. Lexi pointed out that you dicked me dumb before, and now you’ve tongued me into a coma, okay. Are you happy now?”
Thunder dropped a kiss on her nose, rolled off of her with a satisfied smile, and answered, “Hell yeah, I am.”
And that was the end of that conversation. Forever. Andy would sooner cut out her tongue than revisit that. How fucking embarrassing.
She wanted to wipe that smug look off his face. Even though she found it sexy as fuck. “So, what is this old lady business?” That ought to do it.
If it were possible, his look turned even more smug. “The old lady business is, I’ve got a magic cock and landed the hottest old lady because of it.”
Turning into him, she smacked his chest. “Be serious.”
“I am serious. You are the hottest and my dick is magic.”
“Ugh, you are so frustrating.”
“But you love me.”
“Yeah, but I’m rethinking that entire position.”
“Bite your tongue, don’t you dare.” Thunder wrapped his arm around her and pulled her in tight. “But seriously, Andrea. You’ll still be a part of the club if this whole thing isn’t what you want. But, if you say yes, I promise to always protect you, never betray you, and dick you dumb anytime you want.”
He winked. The fucker winked. That wink got her every damn time.
“We have a lot to work out and discuss, but yeah, I’m willing to jump in the deep end and give it a shot. Call me crazy, I do have brain damage, but why not?” It was all tongue in cheek. But if you can’t laugh at yourself, then who can you laugh at?
Thunder rolled over on top of her and slowly slid into her body. Instead of hurried thrusts, he glided in and out methodically, never breaking eye contact. It felt like a Hallmark moment. When their lips met, it was with precision and skill. Not frantic or desperate.
This was a slow burn, something she’d never experienced with a man before. He bit his bottom lip and his eyelids drifted closed. Andy was looking up at a picture of sublime happiness. He opened those beautiful brown eyes and gave her a half-smile. “What?” His voice was husky.
“Nothing,” she answered. “Just enjoying the magic dick.” They laughed. That was another first for her. Laughing in bed. Usually, she was on a mission. All about the destination, but she was really enjoying this journey.
They continued to make love into the wee hours of the morning.
She was finally drifting off to sleep in a state of sated exhaustion. Before she was completely under the sand man’s influence, a few thoughts hit her. “Will I have to wear one of those ‘property of’ vests?”
“Do you want to?” His voice was sleep roughened.
“Kinda. Is that weird? I mean, I won’t be strutting around The Rage Cage with it, but sometimes, it might be nice. Is that okay?”
Thunder rolled toward her. “Yeah, babe. That’s more than alright.” He kissed her forehead and pulled her tight. “But I don’t want you back in the octagon. I don’t know if I can risk it. Risk you.”
Andy stiffened. She hadn’t planned on fighting on a circuit again, but she really wanted to get back to fighting in general. It was her therapy, and she missed it. “Thunder. I am not the type to sit around and bake cookies. If that’s what you need in an old lady, then, magic dick or not, I’m not her. I need to fight. It’s as much a part of who I am as tattooing or being a smartass. I need to get back in there. The last three years have been hollow. Always something missing…”
Thunder leaned up on his elbow. Using the slightest touch, he tucked her hair behind her ear, letting his finger trail down her cheek. With a soft grip, he lifted her face to command her attention. “Then fight me.”
“What?” She pulled her face back to gawk at him. He was serious.
“Yeah. I want to be everything you need. If you need to fight, get in the cage with me. I won’t take it easy on you, but I will be safe with your beautiful head. If you need to fight to be happy, then use me. Fucking and fighting just happen to be two of the things I am exceptional at.”
Before she could answer, Thunder flipped her around to the little spoon position. She heard him suck his finger and then it was inside her. “Wet for me already, babe?” he growled in her ear as he thrust his magic cock into her from behind. “Fight me, babe.” He fucked her hard and fast. “Anytime. Fight me.”
A moan of pleasure escaped her lips first. “Fuck me.”
“Fight me.” One powerful hand came around her throat and applied gentle pressure.
“Then fuck me harder, Killer, and I’ll fight you.”
“Deal.”
THE END
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