Wrench - Steele Riders
He chuckles and grabs a soda, “I can see. I’ll put on the television if you like. Or we can go shoot pool.”
“I’m just going to sit over there.” I stand up and go plop down on the most enormous, most comfortable sofa ever and twirl the phone Simon gave me in my hand. Blade comes over with the soda and takes a seat in the chair across from me.
“So you were here to babysit?” I question, wondering if that’s his usual task. I know there are a lot of female Rider women. Several of the Riders got married plus all of the sisters.
“No, I came to drop off some new toys for the guys when I saw you all come through the gates. I’m leaving town for a few days, so I want to make sure everything’s good before I go.” New toys? They call him Blade for a reason. He’s an expert bladesmith. The man is scary unless you know him well.
“Where are you going?” I ask with a bit of curiosity and to make conversation. Blade never says much. He’s a “don’t speak unless spoken to” kind of guy.
“To do something I should have done a long time ago.” There’s a look of determination in his eyes that intrigues me.
“You’re not going to tell me?” Damn it, now I really want to know.
“No. It’s too personal, but you will all see very soon.” He stands and walks away, thrusting his hands into his hair. Personal, eh? I wonder if it’s a woman.
“Well, I hope it works out for you,” I offer.
“Thanks, Mac.”
I set the soda between my legs and fix my ponytail. “So when is your sister coming?”
“In a week or two. We haven’t finalized the time frame yet.” I’m betting it has to do with how his trip goes.
“It will be good to see her. I haven’t met her husband yet, but I’ve seen pictures of the man. Way to go, Roxie.”
“He’s a great guy and good looking I suppose.” I’m hoping that I see them when they visit.
The door opens, and I turn my head to see Simon coming through the door unscathed. I jump off the sofa, nearly sending my soda flying. I pick it up and set in on the table before I take off in a run straight into Simon’s arms. “You’re back.”
He smiles and wraps me up tight, holding me like it’s for the last time. “Of course I am. I told you I would. No one can keep me away from you, Dash. Now let’s go home so I can take care of that other issue you’re having.” He wags his brows and I blush. He’s talking about my pussy. I want to kick and kiss Sarah at the same time. She outed me and I’m glad for it. My clit needs his touch to be satisfied.
“Have fun,” Blade calls out with a grin on his face. Suddenly, I’m scooped up and Simon’s carrying me out of the clubhouse.
I let out a giggle before he sets me down on my feet. “Ready to go, Dash.”
“I’ve been ready,” I say as he helps me into the truck. He buckles me in and grazes my breast in the process. An involuntary moan escapes my lips.
“Oh, you mean right here?” he asks, cupping my pussy through my capris. I nod. “Good.”
“Fuck,” I moan. Intense pleasure simmers where his hand massages my heat over my clothes.
“Give me your mouth. I’m going to make you come right now and I don’t want anyone to hear you.” I tilt my head up and he snatches my lips while his hand slides under my capris and panties. His fingers sliding over my wet core, one dipping into my folds. I roll my hips forward, but I’m trapped by the seat belt. I can feel the smile spread across his face, knowing he has me just where he wants me and where I want to be. He cups my breast with his other hand and pinches my nipple as he kisses me and works my pussy creating a trifecta of emotion, sending me shaking and coming hard. He devours the sounds of my orgasm with his mouth on mine.
He pulls away just enough to rest his forehead on mine, trying to catch his breath. “You are too fucking sexy.” He slips his fingers out and brings them to his mouth, sucking off my juices. I gasp, then he kisses me. “You taste too fucking good.”
He lets go and closes the door while I try to control the lustful need to be all over this man. Once he hops in on the other side, he’s staring straight at me. “Next time you come it’s going to be on my tongue. Understood?”
“Yes,” I squeak out. He nods and drives away from the clubhouse.