Chapter 18 #2
I stop the bike, and Camryn hops off before I put the kickstand down and throw my leg over to stand up, stretching my back a bit.
Camryn takes off her helmet and loops the chinstrap over the handlebars, shoving the leather gloves she was wearing inside.
I follow suit, and we both walk over to the edge of the lake.
She lifts her face and soaks in the warmth of the sun in our quiet little slice of heaven.
At least that’s how I’ve always viewed this place.
I’ve spent a lot of time out here with my brothers, fishing, barbequing, and just spending quiet afternoons with them and their women.
It’s one of my favorite places, and having Camryn here makes it that much better.
Goddamn, this love thing is turning me into a sap.
If it were my brothers, I’d tease them mercilessly.
But when I see Camryn’s eyes closed, her face pointing toward the sky, and a small, content smile on her lips, I don’t give a flying fuck about anything other than watching her and appreciating the fact that I’m one lucky son of a bitch.
“How was your meeting today?” Camryn asks, turning her head toward me.
“Church, baby. It’s called church.”
Camryn chuckles and unzips her jacket, seeing as the sun is warm out here. “Sorry.”
“It’s fine. And it went about as expected. Tightening up security for all the old ladies and the kids. Prepare to have me stuck on you like glue,” I answer, smiling down on her.
“Aren’t you already?” she laughs out.
“You complaining?”
She shakes her head. “Not in the slightest.” I grab her hand and pull her in front of me, sliding my hands under her jacket and tugging her harder against me, leaving not even an inch between us. “Is this what you mean by glued?”
I nuzzle my face into her neck. “Yup.”
Camryn laughs when I tickle her with the stubble of my short beard. “What about when I’m at work or Syd’s at school?”
“You’re getting another security guard at the bar, and I’ll probably have one of the prospects with you since I’ll need to be home with Syd. I’ll take her to school every morning, and then either Knox or I will pick her up, depending on what our schedules are.”
“I’m guessing sleepovers at Ellie’s are going to be out of the question for a while then.”
“Just until I can make sure you’re both safe. It won’t be forever,” I reassure her.
Camryn presses a kiss to the center of my chest. “I know. I trust you.”
Does she know what that means to me? That we could go from her hating the ground I walked on to her saying I have her hard-earned trust? Camryn doesn’t give that out easily, if at all, and I feel so damned honored.
I twist my mouth into a grin. “How much do you trust me?” She looks up at me curiously. “Say…enough to trust that we’re the only ones here? I’ve never seen anyone else out here other than my brothers, who are all busy, and I know for certain they won’t be making a trip to come here.”
Her brow arches. “What are you getting at, Barrett?”
“I want to set you on my bike and eat your pussy. A sort of christening with your come, if you will.”
Camryn’s laughter rings out in the open space, but it’s quickly silenced when I slip a hand between our bodies and begin rubbing her center through her denim.
“I never joke about making you come, sweetheart.”
She releases a low moan, and I quickly bend so I can swallow it and taste her mouth, my tongue parting her lips and sweeping with hers.
“Fuck,” she says on an exhale as I increase the pressure of my fingers.
I move my hands and run both down her hot-as-sin backside before hoisting her up so she can wrap her legs around me and walk us to my bike.
When I set her on the seat so she’s facing backward, her legs hang over either side of the back tire.
She looks absolutely delectable, sitting there like a wet dream come to life, desire so clear on her face.
I position my legs on either side of the tire and stand in front of Camryn, my palms cupping the sides of her face.
I lean down, kissing her hard and with everything I haven’t told her yet.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she whispers as my mouth works its way down her neck.
“We haven’t done anything yet,” I say, then smile at her as my hand reaches for the buckle of her leathers, undoing them—and then the button of her jeans.
“Put your feet on the pegs and lift your hips.” Camryn follows my directions, and it gives me enough room to slide her jeans and leathers over her round ass.
The second her pussy comes into view, my mouth waters, knowing in a matter of moments, I’ll have my face buried between her legs, making her scream while she’s on my bike.
I manage to get her jeans past her knees so I can spread her thighs.
Her center is already glistening with need.
My finger runs through her wetness as Camryn reaches her arms behind her and grips the side of my seat.
With her jacket unzipped, her tits are straining the material of her shirt as she arches her back.
She’s picture fucking perfect displayed on my bike like this.
“Hold on to the seat, baby,” I tell her, then bend and swipe my tongue from her opening to her clit, the sweetness of her exploding across my taste buds.
Camryn hisses as I flick my tongue at a rapid pace and slide one finger, then two, inside her.
From this angle, my eyes strain to look at her, but I don’t give a shit.
Watching her chest rise and fall with shaky breaths as her pussy tightens around my fingers is a sight I fully intend to burn into my brain.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she hisses. “I’m so close.”
She doesn’t have to tell me. My fingers and cock have been in this woman so many times over the last couple of weeks, I know from the way her pussy starts fluttering.
I moan into her and she detonates, flooding my hand and mouth with her orgasm.
Camryn cries out as she pulses around my fingers, her hips twitching with aftershocks.
Once she’s settled, I pull my hand away, and with one arm, I draw her upper body against mine.
“Put your arms around my neck and hang on. Fuck, I need to be inside you.”
My hand is shaky with need as I reach down and unbuckle my pants, pulling my cock out and lining it up to her drenched pussy. In the next breath, I’m inside her, pumping into her with a need to claim her like I’ve never felt before.
She’s barely come down from the first orgasm I gave her as she tightens around my cock.
It’s desperate and messy as one of my hands is clamped tight to her thigh, the other splayed across her back to keep her steady.
I know the second I hit that spot inside her because she screams my name into the sky, and her pussy strangles me.
It’s satisfying as hell to feel her pulse around my fingers, knowing I’m the one owning her pleasure, but when her cunt grabs my cock like this, there’s no stopping the orgasm that shoots through me.
My roar echoes around us as I seat myself deep inside Camryn, marking her from the inside.
My forehead presses against hers as we try to catch our breath before I pull out of her wetness.
When I look down, our combined orgasms are leaking from her and onto the leather of my seat.
“Fuck yeah,” I say, swiping my finger through the mess, rubbing it into her delicate skin.
Camryn chuckles and squirms beneath my touch. “I’d say the bike is christened.”
“I can die a happy man now.”
“Please don’t. I kind of like having you around.”
“I’m not going anywhere, pup. Not until we’re old and gray and have lived a long and happy life.
” I kiss her once more, then pull her pants back up her legs and over her hips before tucking myself back in my pants.
I help her off my bike since her legs are probably a little stiff from being in that position.
As soon as she’s righted herself, she wraps her arms around my neck and reaches up to kiss me on the mouth. Her soft lips brush against mine before she rests her head against my chest.
“We’ve never really talked about being old and gray together,” she says quietly.
I think about it for a moment, and she’s right.
We’ve never discussed what the future holds.
Honestly, until today, I didn’t think much about our future.
I’m hers, and she’s mine—the future kind of seemed set.
But I didn’t tell her that. It wasn’t even a conscious decision I made; it simply just… is.
“I love you, Camryn.”
She looks up at me with wide eyes, her mouth slightly agape as I continue.
“Love our life and the fact that we’re raising a kid together.
One of these days, I’m going to love seeing you grow a kid we make together.
You’re it for me. The only one I want to see every morning when I open my eyes, and the only one I want to kiss good night. ”
As Camryn stares at me, I start to get a bit self-conscious. Maybe she isn’t there yet. I mean, I guess I kind of sprang it on her out of the blue. But I thought she would have at least considered that this was where our relationship was going. Fuck, did I say too much too soon?
“I love you, too,” she finally says, putting me out of my momentary misery.
A relieved chuckle escapes me. “You had me sweating bullets there for a minute, pup.”
“I just wasn’t expecting to hear you say that. It took a minute for the shock to wear off. I’ve never…” She shakes her head and looks away.
That doesn’t suit me at all, so I place my palm on her cheek and angle her face back toward mine. “Never what?”
“No one has ever told me they loved me before. I’ve never really cared because I never felt this way about another person. Hearing you say it, though?” She exhales a deep breath. “It’s everything. Certainly not what I expected when I pulled up to the clubhouse ready to tear you a new one.”