“All in good time, beautiful.”
“Touch me, Hawk, please.” My eyes roll as Hawk's lips and tongue slide down my body. “Oh!” escapes my throat when he bites my erect nipple. The feeling of his mouth teasing my body is out of this world.
I close my eyes and remember all those crazy times I've let this man tie me up, and how I let him do such wicked things to me. He has a way of making me say things that I would never speak to anyone else. He could get me to do things that no one else could, have me saying yes to him, and allowing him to do whatever he wanted to my body. No one could ever do that but Hawk.
“I have to taste you, Brooke.” He mumbles against my stomach. My eyes roll. It's been a long time since I felt his mouth on my pussy.
I slide my hands into his hair, and I push him down my body. I want to feel his warm tongue on my folds, on my clit. I want to feel him biting at me, making me come for him. “Sh-hit.” My ass shoots off the couch the second he sucks at my pussy. I feel like I'm on fire. My stomach muscles are tightening to the point; I'm losing my breath! “Jesus.” I groan under my breath before screaming as I come without warning. I feel like I'm in a world of my own. I feel like I'm flying!
I hadn't even felt Hawk straddle my chest. However, I feel his cock-head nudging my lips. I smile and open my eyes as I snake my tongue out and tease the tip of his cock. Hake sucks in a deep breath and bites his lip.
Hawk keeps his weight off of me – he'd crush me otherwise – while slowly sliding his cock in and out of my willing mouth. I smile as he teases me.
“Suck me, baby,” So I do. There's nothing more erotic in my mind, than when my man looks me right in the eye while I suck his beautiful cock. Something amazing always passes through us, and neither one can look away. I can see in Hawk's eyes, and I feel in the way he's rocking into me, as his body tenses, that he's close.
I moan around the length of him, and he pulls out of my mouth sharply. My eyes widen with glee when he climbs off of me, grabs my wrists while sitting back on his heels, and pulls me against him. I giggle and wrap my arms around Hawk's neck. We kiss hard and fast, Hawk grabs my legs and wraps them around his waist. I gasp against his mouth, eyes rolling as he fills me to the brim. God, I'm so gloriously full of him.
His lips attack my neck, and I'm moaning as I ride him. I can't even stop myself from grinding into him, clutching at him as he holds my ass in his big hands, and drives himself deeper and deeper. “Christ, I've missed you.” He hums in my ear.
“I've missed you, too.” I bite into his shoulder, trying to push back the scream of pleasure trying to escape my throat as he fucks me with so much passion, I'm coming again. “Hawk,” I groan his name. I can't stop the convulsions hammering through my body.
“Fuck! Brooke! Fuck, I'm coming!” I feel his seed filling me, his big, thick cock throbs and empties inside of me, so deep my womb is dancing with happiness.
We're sweating and breathing hard, clinging to each other for long moments after. I smile while kissing Hawk's sweaty shoulder. He strokes the back of my hair, and I feel content.
“Do you have any idea how much I love you?”
I lift my head from his shoulder, and my hips from his, so that he can slip from my body, which, of course, makes me gasp. I take his face in my hands. “I know how much you love me, Hawk, and I know you know how much I love you.” He smiles at me, and I fall deeper in love with him. “We should shower before we go get our son.”
“I had a feeling you wouldn’t last the night without him.” Hawk chuckles.
“I know that I expressed enough milk to get him through the night, but my boobs are already aching. He’s going to need a feed within the next hour, and I want to be the one to feed him.”
“Go take a shower, and I’ll call my mom and let her know we’re coming to get Gabe.”
I smile and kiss him. “Thank you.”
“Just so you know, once he's done with these,” I laugh out loud when he grabs my breasts in his big hands. “Daddy's gonna ravage them all night long.”
I visibly shudder and clench my pussy at his words. “Yes, Daddy,” I whisper against his mouth.
That's just what he does, ravages my body all night long. Christ knows how I coped the next morning, but I walked a little strangely. It was noticeable to Maria, who pointed out with a laugh that Hawk must be a big boy with a big appetite.
I found out over the following days just how big his appetite for me was.
Chapter Eleven
Hawk
What's up with him?”
Ice looks over his shoulder, beer bottle still in his hand. “Some chick came looking for him earlier. Real pretty. British.”
I scratch my jaw with my thumbnail and turn back to the bar. Ghost's private business isn't mine, but it's hard not to notice something's up with him. Since Ghost got married and had his kids, he's been very different from the man he was when he first joined the Snakes. He's calmer, not so quick to his temper. Things don't bother him as much. Today, he looks like he's got the world on his shoulders, and that world is really weighing him down, I've never seen him look so troubled.
For Brooke and I, the past few weeks have flown by quickly. Our house is now a home, our son is growing bigger every day, and my girl is learning the art of self-defense thanks to Nova. Brooke's not half bad, she sure as shit knocked me on my ass good the other day. I acted like she’d knocked me out, and Brooke rushed over in a panic. The second she leaned down, I grabbed her and pulled her on top of me. It wasn't long before we were fucking right there on the gym floor. It's not like many a man hasn't fucked his girl in the clubhouse gym more than once over the years.
I can't keep my hands off her since the first night we were able to have sex after Gabe's birth. I fucked the shit out of her this morning before I got up to shower. I fucked her so hard the bed was groaning with the force of it. I left Brooke and Gabe sleeping when I left for work. I had collections to make, and Maria would be arriving at the house mid-morning with Jessie. Giggling girls are not my thing.
Trace and I had a handful of collections to make this morning. Luckily for us, everyone paid what they owed, so no violence or force was necessary. You'd be surprised how many idiots think they can get away with not paying for the protection we offer. It only gets them a hiding, and their property destroyed. It's easier to pay up then take us on in any way.
After collecting payments, I came back to the clubhouse for a quick drink. The second Trace and I walked in; you could feel the tension in the room. It was falling off Ghost in the bucket load. That and he looked like he wanted to kill someone. I'm not sure why any woman would come looking for Ghost. Whatever she wanted it rattled him.
“What was that all about, and how did she know where to come looking for him?”
“All I know,” Ice sighs. “Is she claims to be his sister.”
“Bullshit,” I laugh. Ghost has no sister; everyone knows he's an orphan with no family.
“Seriously, bro, the girl was adamant that she's his twin sister. Ghost blew the fuck up at the girl. He sent her packing, after telling her he wanted nothing to do with her. She left in tears. Mike went after her.” I'm not sure Mike going after her was the best idea, but what do I know?
“She looked genuine to me.” Cannon, one of our new patched members, tells me. I can't myself see, whomever this woman is, randomly coming here and making something this huge up. What the hell would she have to gain? “Jett called Red because Ghost was going postal. Even I know Red's the only one who can calm Ghost when he goes off.”
I'm guessing that's the only reason Ghost isn't out there beating his frustrations out on some poor unsuspecting idiot.
“Maybe one of our rivals sent her in to...”
“Stop right there,” I snap at Cannon. “Don't go speculating on things you know nothing about. Shepard will get the girl checked out, her story, her background. If there is anything dodgy going on it won't be long before we know about it.”
“Hawk'
s right,” Trace pipes in. “Shepard already has me working on it. He left a message for me in his office. Coral let me know.” He shrugs. I didn't even know he'd been in the office. “I'm good at what I do, boys,” That he is. He didn't get the name Trace from nowhere. He's good at finding out things most wouldn't even believe was possible. “It won't be long before I have all the information on Miss Cordelia Vitali-Owens. Mike gave me her name earlier.” Trace laughs. “I think he's smitten with her.”
“God help him if the girl turns out to be Ghost's twin sister, he'll have Mike's balls on a platter.” No, he'd kill the man in the worse way: Brother or no brother. However, I'm not about to point out the obvious.