Broken Ride (Men of Valor MC)

“Can I touch you here, Sky?” I asked her. I brushed my thumb over her v as I undid the button fly of her jean shorts. Her chest rose as she took a deep breath. I yanked her shorts down until she could easily kick them off the end of the bed. I took the other nipple between my lips and began to torture it with my tongue. My cock was so strained, I ground it into the mattress as I fought off my own orgasm. My fingers walked into her white panties and brushed my thumb over her sex. She arched up into my hand and I slipped all four fingers in the soft lips of her pussy, toying with her opening. Sky undulated into my hand and I wanted to finger fuck her. Her lips parted and she seductively licked them.

“Sky, can I make you come?” I asked her.

She was hypnotized by desire, lost in a world of want. She was need and I wanted to sate it. I slipped two fingers into her pussy and her hips rose up to help them slide in to the hilt.

The nipple that was in my mouth puckered under my tongue and I sucked it long and hard again while I pumped my two fingers in and out of her wet heat, wishing it were my dick swept up in her tight warmth.

When she started to keen, I thrummed my fingers in her hole. I let go of her tit and slipped down the length of her.

“Baby, come in my mouth,” I barely got out before I latched onto her pussy and replaced my fingers with my tongue. I tongue fucked her hole as deep as I could while she fell apart. I could feel the orgasm tear through her as she vibrated against my face. I reached up and pinched her nipple until she let out a guttural scream. She rode my face shamelessly as I pinched her hard nipples in quick succession. She had nothing left on other than the locket and boots she’d walked in with. As she came down from her peak, her body shook with pleasure. She rolled her hips and each time her clit ground into my tongue, I could feel the aftershocks that took her high again. It was another secret sound that only I could hear.

After a moment of silence, she grabbed my hand and I hefted myself up to lie by her side. I was exhausted. I had the worst blue balls. But the biggest smile my face had ever worn was making my cheeks hurt. Sky flung a long leg over me and burrowed into my arm. My smile wouldn’t come off, it was permanently ingrained on my face.

“What about your dinner?” Sky said.

“I don’t care,” I quickly signed back.

Chapter 6

Sky

I grabbed an apple out of the fridge after bounding down the stairs.

“You’re up bright and early,” Claire said. She had a hand on her back supporting herself and her extra pregnant belly.

“I signed up for a workshop up on campus. Not for my major, just an extra-curricular thing. Can I help you with anything? Don’t strain yourself, you don’t want to end up on bedrest.”

“I’m good, honey, thanks. You want any coffee? Malcolm left you some in the pot. Wait, extra-curricular? On top of the course load you’re already carrying?”

“Yep and yep. Do we have any creamer?”

“Oh my gosh, Sky, why are you so extra sparkly today?”

“I’m not,” I gushed. “Just in a good mood. It’s an ASL intensive. I’m pretty pumped to learn it.”

“Oh I see, and a handsome man named Patriot wouldn’t have anything to do with this desire to suddenly learn a new language, would he?”

I closed the fridge with my hip and poured hazelnut creamer generously into my coffee. My huge grin was a dead give-away.

“Claire, don’t tell Rough yet. I guess Dex wants to talk to him man to man or some ridiculous, old fashioned thing like that.”

“Who, what, me? Tell my husband your secrets? You are the only one I’d ever keep anything from Malcolm for. And I’ll suffer trying to do it. Being pregnant makes me emotional.” She came over to me and kissed my forehead, smoothed my hair back from my brow. “Take it slow. Don’t feel pressure to rush anything. The only person you owe anything to is yourself. The past won’t ever go away completely, but with the right person, you can get to know that part of yourself in a healthy and safe way.”

I nodded at Claire and hid my smile with the back of my hand.

“I know. I’m not scared.”

“And I like Patriot, too. There’s something special about that man. I knew it right when I met him. He’s quiet, that’s for sure, but he says a lot with his loyalty, his devotion to the club. I asked him to move in for a reason, I think he’s one of the good ones. In other words, honey, I’m just trying to say you made a good choice. Your commitment to learning sign language is very romantic.”