Crazy B!tch (Biker Bitches 5)

“I want you to say my name when you come.” Each word was like a lash against her clit. The last one sent her into another climax that didn’t have her saying his name. She was screaming it to the wall her face was pasted against.

“Calder! Calder!”

She had every intention of sinking down to the bed when she came down, but Calder didn’t give her time. No sooner had her ass hit the mattress than he raised her until she was on her knees in front of him.

“You have a problem with this position?” he grunted, placing his cock at her entrance.

“Not as long as you don’t pin me down and you have a condom on that bad boy.”

“Fucking hell.”

Her shoulders shook when she felt him get off the bed to search for his jeans. Then she felt him get back on the bed after putting the condom on.

“Next week, I’m getting a fucking blood test.” He rubbed his cock against her pussy before driving forward into her. It had her shaking as the large head struggled to enter before sliding inside with a lunge of Calder’s hips.

“Just so you know, if I find you giving it to anyone but me, and that includes the sluts at the Blue Horsemen’s clubhouse, you’ll be going back to condoms forever, if I give it to you again at all, which I doubt. I gave Fat Louise hell for taking Cade back after he cheated. She’d never let me live it down.”

“Jesus, I’m trying to fuck you. Don’t warn me about cheating on you when I’m still inside you. It’s not like I’m going to fuck you then jump out of bed to go fuck another woman,” he complained, driving higher inside her.

“I’m just saying… Oh God, do that again!”

He was pumping his cock into her like a steamroller, surging through tissue that was still sensitive after two orgasms.

“This?” He brought his hands to her breasts, clasping them in a hard grip that held her steady as he fucked her with thrusts that had the large wooden bed rocking on the floorboards.

Jerky movements within her had her calling out his name again as she shoved her ass backward, wanting to catch the climax that was tantalizing within reach.

“Sweet, sweet Anna-Kate.”

It was the sound of her name on his lips that sent her tumbling down the winding path of desire he had driven her toward with every sigh, moan, and move of his body.

He finally allowed her to fall to the bed, falling to the side.

Rolling over, she stared up at the ceiling. How in the hell was a woman supposed to get over being fucked by a man like that?

“Damn.” She reached over and turned off the light.

“What’s wrong?” His hand went to her pussy possessively. “Did I leave you hanging?”

“No, you’re on my side of the bed and I’m too tired to move.”

He lifted her over him, switching sides with her. “Better?”

“Yeah, now let me go to sleep.”

She let him place an arm around her without pulling away.

He should go back to prison. Stealthily, he had crawled beneath her guard until she wasn’t sure she would be able to get him out again. Bit by bit, he was stealing another part of her heart. Each part was one she had sworn never to trust another man with.

Her survival instincts were telling her to run, not to allow herself to get closer, but she worried it was too late.

She wanted a husband and kids. She even wanted a fucking dog. She was going to have to risk her heart to get the prize she wanted, and Calder was a prize.

He wasn’t perfect, but he was sexy as fuck, made her laugh, and most importantly, he had made her come three times in one night. Men like that were few and far between—she should know. She’d had her share of needle dicks who thought their dicks were made of steel, only to see them wilting like a tulip when the time came for them to perform.

She liked a man who could get it up and keep it up. A man who gave her hope in mankind. Her last dud still rankled with her, but hopefully she had seen the last of Sam after her unexpected trip to his workplace.

Men hated to be embarrassed, and lowlifes like him hated to have their dirty laundry aired in public.

She would never forget when she was nine years old and her mother had loaded her into their car. She had explained how her current boyfriend hadn’t been home for two nights and they were out of groceries. Now that she was older, she realized what her mother had wanted was money for her drugs, but back then, she was just a kid and took everything her mother said at face value.