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Heroes Of The Dixie Wardens MC: Life To My Flight Part 21

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His eyes were on my face, I could tell.

However, my eyes were too busy watching as the ruddy length of him moved in and out of me. Slowly.

His c.o.c.k was darker than the rest of him.

His b.a.l.l.s hung heavy between his legs, and each time he sank into me, they'd press up against my a.s.s, causing a thrill to shoot through me.

I'd never been into that kind of thing before, but with Cleo, I had the urge to try absolutely everything.



Even the foreign and taboo.

"Look at me," he rasped.

My eyes raised reluctantly, but he rewarded my compliance with a sharp thrust inside of me.

My eyes widened at the invasion, and he smiled.

Finally getting what he wanted, he started to push in and out of me, slow and steady.

The slick sounds of my s.e.x opening up to his invasion filled the room.

His skin started to glisten from his exertion, and I was sure that I was doing the very same, and not caring one tiny bit.

s.e.x was messy.

There was no other way around it.

I could tell when he was close when his thrusts went from steady to erratic.

I clenched around him as a tidal wave started to take me over; in only a few more short, sharp strokes, I was falling over, and he followed right along with me.

He grunted as I started contracting around him.

His eyes narrowed to slits, and his lips tightened.

"f.u.c.k," he gritted out.

I was in complete agreement; however, I couldn't voice my agreement because I was too busy screaming out my climax.

Once his thrusts slowed to little, tiny movements, I opened my eyes that I wasn't aware that I'd closed, and stared into the depths of his.

"I like it when you scream," he said breathlessly.

My head fell back to rest on the cabinet door behind me as I tried to catch my breath.

"I like it when you make me scream."

He snorted and pulled out, leaving a very wet feeling in his wake.

I looked down to see his release dripping out of me, and I grimaced.

"I'm going to need to disinfect this kitchen after that," I said as I s.h.i.+mmied off the counter.

He grunted in agreement. "Yeah."

His tone was odd. As if I'd done something to p.i.s.s him off somehow.

"Does that mean you're not going to help?" I teased, hoping to draw him out of his mood.

Snapping the towel off the oven handle like it'd done something to wrong him, he walked over to the counter and wiped up the mess. "Go get dressed. Wear jeans and a t-s.h.i.+rt. Oh, and those boots I got you last year."

I blinked at him.

"Okay," I said warily at his abruptness.

I'd nearly thrown those boots away last year.

They sat in my closet in the very package he'd brought them in. They had never been worn.

The evening we'd finally slept together, he'd brought them over because we were supposed to go on a ride the next day.

Needless to say, he hadn't shown, and I never got to wear the boots.

They sat in my closet on the third shelf, gathering dust.

I walked away slowly, reluctantly.

If I opened that box that would mean that I was admitting that I was giving him a second chance.

Was I ready for that?

Was he worth it?

The throb between my legs pulsed with the aftershocks of our coupling, reminding me of what we'd just shared together.

It was good.

Really good.

And I wanted him.

I missed him when he wasn't there.

I'd missed him for a whole year.

Reaching my closet, I found the box in question.

It was a normal brown box.

Nothing special about it, but it meant something.

Something huge.

Taking the last step, I opened the box.

Rue "Where are we going?" I asked for the fifth time.

I looked down at my boots that were now caked in mud, and grinned.

We were on the back of Cleo's bike, but we were driving slower than h.e.l.l, and had been for nearly twenty minutes.

I'd lost track of the amount of times we'd taken a turn where I hadn't realized that a turn was even possible.

"Few more minutes," he said shortly.

Uh-oh. Was he mad that I wouldn't shut up?

He'd been snappy since we'd left my place, and I didn't know what to think of a p.i.s.sy Cleo.

I'd only been around him when he was in a good mood.

This was a new side of him that I wasn't sure that I liked.

"Whatever," I snapped back.

He pulled over to the side of the road, turned the bike off, and stood quickly.

I hadn't even had time to realize that he was stopping until he was already three feet away from me.

"What's your f.u.c.king problem?" I yelled, tired of his att.i.tude.

He stopped and put his hands up on his head.

"I'm just...I need you...I'm confused," he finally decided.

I blinked quickly. "What are you confused about? Can you call for directions?"

He sighed. "I know where we are."

"Then what are you confused about?" I finally asked.

He rubbed his palms roughly over his face. "A lot of things. Mainly I'm just not used to being wrong. I f.u.c.ked up by leaving, and then not calling. I fully admit that, but I thought I was doing the right thing. I didn't want you to be a statistic. Now here you are giving me the time of day when I don't deserve it, and I just don't know why I deserve that."

I looked down at his bike, tracing my finger around the bright silver dials of the motorcycle's gauges while I thought about what I wanted to say.

Looking up, I swallowed tightly, admitting one of my inner fears.

"You don't deserve it, Cleo. You really hurt me. Gutted me. However, that being said, I've missed you. You were...still are, one of my best friends. I want that back, and if that means I have to put my trust in you again, then I'll do that. It's my decision to make. Just don't f.u.c.k it up again, okay?"

He laughed.

The s.h.i.+t.

"Okay, baby. I won't f.u.c.k it up again," he said.

Walking back towards the bike, he swung his leg over and settled back between my legs.

Just before he started the bike back up, he reached his large palm back and cupped the back of my head, pulling it towards him.

I leaned in and lifted up until I could touch his lips with my own.

"Love you," he said before the roar of him starting up his bike covered up my surprised exclamation.

"Holy f.u.c.king s.h.i.+t!" I squealed.

He laughed as he took off down the dirt road.

Rue "Have you ever shot a gun before?" The woman asked.

I smiled down at the ground, not wanting to show my face to the men.

"Yep," I said quietly.

"I have, too. But I'm not good enough to outshoot Trance," the black haired woman with the black dog at her feet said.

She'd introduced herself as Viddy earlier, and the dog as Radar.

She'd come in a big, monster of a truck with one of the most devastatingly handsome men I'd ever seen before in my life.

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