“Oh, god.”
“Tell me you want me, Angie,” I say as I lean over her.
“God, Tank, you know what I want.”
“Mmm, need words, woman.” Pressing my thumb on her clit and sucking on her nipple as I curl my fingers, finding that perfect spot.
“Tank, please, fuck me. Now!” she yells out into the night. Pulling a boot off and my jeans, I rearrange her so that I am sitting on the bike. Pulling her legs over my shoulders and pull her core down and line up my hard dick to her entrance.
“Angie, you make me crazy, I can’t be around you without getting horny.” Sliding into her, we both let out a moan as I bottom out. Thrusting into her, making sure to keep my balance on the bike.
“Don’t stop, please don’t stop.” Her knuckles turn white as I mercifully thrust into her, hitting all of her spots. I can feel her cunt flutter around my cock as she comes hard. “Fuck, fuck, Tank.” I follow shortly after her panting. After righting our clothes, I sit back on the bike and pull her into my arms.
“Damn, woman. I love being inside your tight cunt.”
Angie pulls back with a mischievous smile on her face. “Glad to be of service.”
Angie got me like no other woman had ever gotten me. She made me love her without me, even knowing it. There was no life after Angie, only with Angie. The little spitfire made sure she got me addicted to her. Not just her body and tight pussy, but her whit, smartass mouth, and her zest for life.
Flying down the highway, I smile, despite knowing that I am now tied down for good. There wouldn’t be any place I want to be beside in my woman’s arms.
Chapter 28
Angela
Looking back down at my phone, I sigh and bring myself back from throwing the damning thing across the house. Maybe I shouldn’t have ever left. Apparently, Hale is already done with me. He never texted me back, and I’m pissed. I am more pissed at myself for running from the best thing I ever had. But I am also pissed that he didn’t text me back.
“Fucking asshole,” I yell into the empty space. Sighing, I sink back down into the couch and hug my knees to my chest. Rubbing my chest to try and get the ache to go away. I feel like half of me has been ripped out. Like I left my heart in Redding behind beating and bleeding in Hale’s room. Biting my lip to try and keep the tears at bay. All I have done since I have been here is cry. I need to…
My thoughts get interrupted by the sound of pipes rumbling in the yard. Jumping up and running to the door, I throw the door open to see Hale getting off his bike, he is clad in low hanging jeans with a black tee-shirt. That shirt does wonders for my lady bits. His biceps straining against the fabric as he pulls his brain bucket off. The shirt rises just a hair to showcase some of his washboard abs. Shaking my head, I run down the stairs and to him. I barley give him enough time to steady himself for me. I throw myself into his arms and hang on for dear life. Arms wrapped around his neck and legs around his waist.
“You came,” I whisper as the tears fall. Hale’s grip tightens on me.
“Fuck yeah, I did. When my woman calls, I come.” He chuckles as I kiss him all over his face. His eyes, his cheeks, then his lips. “Don’t you ever run from me again,” Hale says in a stern voice.
“Don’t worry, I plan on making your life a living hell.” I try to laugh, but it comes out sounding like a wounded animal.
“Good.” He kisses me back hard. I missed his taste of mint and him. His tongue wages war with mine. Sucking on his tongue, he groans. “Woman, be careful. We might not make it to the cabin.”
“There are no neighbors around here.” I put out there, in return, I get a nip on my bottom lip and a growl in response. Surprisingly we make it to the cabin, opening the door for us as he carries us in and heads for the bedroom. With a squeak, I land on the bed. I don’t get a chance to recover before he is on me.
“Babe, I am going to fuck you hard and fast.” He warns. My pussy clenches at his words.
“Good,” my only response I get out before my shirt leaves, followed by my bra. I get Hale’s shirt off and marvel at his body. All the tattoos and washboard abs, running my hands over his body, I suck in a breath when he takes my breast in his mouth. Winding my hands around his neck, I leave a trail of bites and kisses down his throat. He growls, and the sound and vibrations coax a moan out of me. My yoga pants slide down my body, I fumble with his belt and pants button, not wanting to wait another second to have his hard cock in me. Stroking his dick once, twice and a third time. Hale pulls my hand off his dick. He slips a deft digit into my channel, bucking my hips as his thumb finds my clit. A whimper leaves me as I lose his touch. I don’t have to wait long when his hand is replaced by his dick. He slides home fast and hard, my back arches and my nails find purchase on his broad shoulders. He pulls out and slams into me, the bed moves with his force. Picking up his pace as he fucks me hard and fast, just like he told me he would. We get moved up the bed with the force he is slamming into me with.
“Don’t,” slam “you,” slam “Ever,” slam “Leave,” slam “me,” slam “again.” He punctuates each word with a thrust of his hips.
“I won’t, never again.” I can feel the orgasm building to an all-time high, the pressure and tingle in my toes building, I can feel my eyes roll in the back of my head, toes curling and nails digging into his flesh. I don’t want to hurt him, but damn I want to mark him, I secretly hope I scar him, so any woman that looks at him knows that he is mine.
“Whose pussy am I fucking?”
“Yours, Hale, god, my pussy is yours.”
“You damned right it is. You are mine, Angie. Mine.”
“Oh, god, fuck. Hale, I’m… I’m,” I can’t finish my sentence when everything explodes, and I feel like I am floating and seeing the galaxy.
“That’s it, babe, cum all over my cock. Fuck.” Hale stills as I feel his dick pulsing in me, filling me with his seed. Both of our bodies are covered in a sheen of sweat and breathing heavy. Hale rolls off me and pulls me to his side. As I drift off to a peaceful slumber, I hear him whisper, “I love you, Angela O’Malley.”
** *
I panic when I wake up to find the bed empty. Bolting upright, I know that there is no way it was a dream due to the delicious soreness between my legs. Getting out of bed, I pull on his shirt and make my way into the living area. I find Hale sitting on the couch with a beer in hand, and a delicious smell accosting my nose.
“Hmmm, what smells so good?” He jerks his head up and smiles.
“Damn, woman. That looks good on you.” He motions to his shirt. Rolling my eyes with a smile.
“Yeah, I think you would look really nice with one of my shirts on you too.” Hale puckers his lips and shakes his head with a smile.
“Glad to see that you are still busting my balls. Guess I didn’t fuck you hard enough.”
“Obviously,” I say as I make my wat to the kitchen. Following my nose, my stomach grumbles. The smell is coming from a plate full of burgers. Not wasting any time, I make me a burger and pile chips on the side. These past few days have left me not eating, and I am feeling the effects of my abuse to my body. Hale chuckles from behind me. His hand on my hip makes me shiver with anticipation of what is to come.
“If you expect round two, you better let me eat.” I throw him a smile over my shoulder as I take a big bite and groan.
“Told you, my meat was good,” Hale whispers in my ear. He did back at Korey’s baby shower. A whole month has passed, and the new still hasn’t worn off. We have been going at it like horny teenagers. I shiver, knowing that this man has this power over my body.
“Yeah, you did. But I still like to chew before I swallow.” I taunt him.
“Well, lucky me, I don’t mind your teeth and claws.” Damn him for making me want to discard my food and jump his bones right now. I take another bite and turn to face him. His thumb traces my lower lip as I try and swallow down the burger. “You better eat two, I don’t plan on letting you go for a few days.”
My mind swirls around what he is implicating. “And just what do you plan to do to me for a few days?”
“I plan on fucking you, all day and night, or next few days. So much that you know who you belong to.”
“Uh-huh, and just who do I belong to?” I know who I want to belong to. I want to submit to him. Hale Tank Stevens, but I refuse to give up to him so easily. I want him to break me down, to make me submit.
“You belong to me, woman. Only me.” His hand brushes against my cheek. I try not to lean into his touch, but I crave it. After going so long without it.
“Well, Hale, you already know that I won’t give it up that easy.” His smile makes my knees a little shaky, and I can feel myself go wet with need for him and only him. There will be no one else for me. Hale is it, my badass giant biker with a sexy smirk and a lip ring that is just begging for me to pull on with my teeth.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way, Angie.” He tells me with a smirk on his lips. I put my plate aside and straighten up my shoulders.
“Well then show me who I belong to then.”
Chapter 29
Tank
Getting back to the clubhouse was a relief, especially with Angie behind me on my bike. I feel whole. I got my woman, with several days of convincing her that she belongs to me. I smile, thinking back to the time at the cabin. She was so damn receptive to my touch, but her mouth ran non stop pushing me to my limits. I shake my head at how damn infuriating she can be. But damn I wouldn’t have her any other way.
Pulling to a stop in front of the clubhouse and cutting off the bike, neither of us makes a move to get off the bike. Angie draws closer to me. “You know, Tank, I think you made me love you,” she whispers in my ear. Chills go down my arms, and my chest constricts.
“Is that so.”
She snuggles deeper into me. “Yeah, but don’t think I won't still sass you.” I can hear the smile in her voice. The door to the clubhouse opens, and Korey comes waddling out towards us with a scowl on her face wearing a black dress that hits her knees, her baby bump is getting bigger every day.
“What took you so long to get back?” Korey yells at us. Squinting my eyes, I get off the bike slowly and help Angie get off before facing the first lady of the club. Before I can plead our case, Angie puts her two cents in.
“Well, you know, he had to convince me to come back with him for a few days.” Korey’s scowl turns into a full laugh. She is laughing so hard she had to double over.
“God, Angie. I missed your crazy ass.” Korey pulls my woman into a back-breaking hug. “If you ever run again. I will hunt you down myself.” Korey pulls away and looks from Angie to me and smiles. “It’s about damn time. You two were made for each other. When you gonna be his Ol’ Lady,” Angie rolls her eyes heavenward but has a smile on her face.
“Babe, don’t go giving Tank any new ideas.” Brick saddles up to his Ol’ Lady. Pulling her into his side and planting a kiss to her temple. “Plus, Angie doesn’t need any ideas either.” He beams down at Korey.
“Don’t worry Prez, you just worry about your woman.” I pull Angie to my side and give her a little squeeze as we walk past the two, they are still fucking like rabbits. Angie bumps her hip into me and takes my hand in hers. I don’t fight the domestication. When we get inside all eyes, turn to us, and hoops and hollers go off.
Blaze makes a beeline to us. “Glad you came back, Angie. Tank was a beast without his Ol’ Lady here.” I push the asshole away from my woman and make our way to the stairs. Neither of us talk until we close the door to my room. Angie turns and glares at me.
“Ol’ Lady?”
Rubbing the back of my neck, I can already feel the fight coming. “Look, Angie. I get that you might not want the title, but it kind of comes with the…” Angie yanks me down and plants a hard wet kiss to my lips. When she pulls away, I see a smile tug at her lips.
“I know it comes with you, and that is fine. But I won’t go easy on you, Tank.” She nips my lips and backs away towards the bed, taking off her clothes as she goes. By the time she climbs on the bed all, she has on in matching black lace bra and panties. I am frozen in place as I watch her little show. I keep staring at her body, perfection, laid out on my bed like a Christmas feast, just begging to be devoured. Her dark auburn hair splayed out over my pillows, her creamy breast begging for my mouth and teeth, and that succulent cunt just waiting for my tongue to bring her to release. My mouth waters at the sight that I take in. There is no way in hell that I will ever let her walk away from me. I know where my emotions and feeling have brought me. I can feel it down to my bones. Angie has me right where she wants me, and I wouldn’t be anywhere else. I love this feisty red-headed woman with my whole being.
“You just going to stand there and gawk, or are you gonna come make me your Ol’ Lady?”
That has me moving into action. I strip my clothes off in record time. I reach the end of the bed and stalk Angie, starting at her ankles I kiss and lick my way up her legs. Angie lets off a few mewls and moans as I make my way up. I get to the juncture of her legs and avoid her cunt. She grunts, letting me know she isn’t happy. But I don’t have the brainpower to care. I keep going up her torso and give her tits a few nips and licks and make my way up her neck. I kiss her cheeks and settle on her lips. Angie opens up to me instantly, I thrust my tongue in her mouth as we dual it out, I groan when she sucks my tongue like she wants to suck my cock. Breaking away from the kiss, I make my way slowly back to the juncture of her thighs. Pulling her lace underwear off slowly. Taking her legs and bending them to her chest opens her cunt up to me. I groan, seeing how wet she is. “Damn, all for me, babe?”
“Always for you.” She breathes as I plunge my face into her cunt. Her taste assaults my tongue, and I grow harder as I hear her low moans getting louder, when her hands wind in my hair and push my face further into her, I smile. Angie was never one to shy away from what she wants from me. Sinking two fingers into her hot cunt, I can feel her walls pulsing around them. “Ah, fuck, fuck Hale, don’t stop. I…” her scream stops her words as she comes around my fingers. I suck a little harder on her clit until she is trying to push me away from the intense sensations. Keeping her legs poised against her chest, I tower over her and sink into her wet heat.
“You feel too damn good,” I tell her as I set the pace. “Play with your tits.” Angie reaches up and pinches and pulls at her nipples. She throws her head back and lets obscene words fall from her pretty mouth. “On your hands and knees,” I tell her as I pull out. Angie complies with her creamy ass in the air; I line up to her entrance and plunge into her, going deeper in her than I was before. I smack her ass as I thrust into her.
“Again, please. Oh god, Hale smack my ass.” I smack her ass four more times as I feel her body tense, and her pussy grip me hard. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. Hale!” She yells out. I can feel the tingle in my balls as they pull up-tight, and I find my release deep in her cunt, yelling out her name as my cock twitches and throbs. Rolling over, I pull her to me, her back to my front. “I love you, Hale.” She mumbles in her sleep, ridden voice.
“I know you do babe, and I love you,” I tell her, she turns over and places her hands on my face.
“Repeat it.” She says with wide eyes and a sexy smirk on her face.
“Why should I repeat it.” I give her a smirk back. She scoffs at me.
“Because I want to see you say it. Hale Stevens, I love you.” I can see the love there simmering in her emerald eyes.
Pushing back a stray lock of hair out of her face. “Angie O’Malley, I love you,” I tell her as I cup her face and give her a kiss that I try and convey the extent of my love for her.
Epilogue
Three months later
Angie
I never really liked hospitals, but today we are here for a different reason, a happy reason. “Did you see Brick. He literally was shitting a brick when Korey went in labor.” Snake laughed at his memory of Brick going crazy, trying to ge
t Korey to the hospital. I haven’t seen him yet, but from what I hear, he is not leaving her side and is driving the nurses crazy with his worry. I am so happy for Korey finding her man in Brick, now if she can only get him to stop worrying over her so she can have this baby girl today.
“I bet he won’t let Korey hold his baby girl.” Blaze states with a smirk.
“I bet he is going to be a crazy dad,” Jag adds. Men are so full of shit.
“You are both wrong,” I say from my spot in Hale’s lap. He runs a hand down my back and back up again. I laugh dryly as both gape at me. “Brick is going to let Korey hold their little girl, and he might be the crazy dad, but you are all going to be so wrapped around her fingers, you won’t be able to say no to her every whim.” I can see it now, all these big bad bikers wrapped around a two-year old’s finger, giving her everything she wants. They already do it for Sean and Sadie, why would it be any different for the new addition. Don’t even get me started on Amy and Stink’s little boy Seth. That little bundle came three months ago. He is the cutest thing I had ever seen. I had never given kids a second thought of my own. Leaning back into Hale, I wonder what it would be like bringing a couple of our own kids into the fold.
“What are you thinking about?” Hale asks low into my ear. I smile and wonder if he wants kids too.
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