Moose
I had half a mind to track down that truck driver and make him pay for scaring Hannah, but the tow truck driver had given me an idea.
Once we got to my brother’s place, there wouldn’t be many opportunities for alone time.
If we stayed in a hotel tonight, we’d have one more chance to get it out of our systems before we made it to Springwood.
My brother, Asher, would have a bunch of his employees over, not to mention his new girlfriend, Violetta. I’d have to be on my best behavior for Christmas, and I had some adrenaline to work off with my girl.
Besides, I wasn’t going to risk something happening to her. If a tow truck driver said the roads were shit and there’d been an accident, I trusted him.
When a sign for the small town of Merritt came up, I took the off-ramp and pulled into the first motel we came to. Hannah had been clinging to Daisy and didn’t notice the detour until I put the SUV in park.
“You want to stay the night?”
I nodded. “Not worth the risk.”
She scratched Daisy’s ear. “True, the pups don’t have proper seatbelts.”
Of course, that was her worry.
I stepped out of the car, the cold biting straight through my motorcycle boots and jeans. I ran inside and talked to the front desk about the dogs. Turns out they allowed pets. I didn’t mention how many we had, but that was our business.
“Alright, let’s check out our room.”
It took no small amount of effort to get Daisy, Dot, Freckles, Socks, and Squirt all pointed in the right direction. Then, of course, everyone had to mark the bushes out front. Finally, we stepped into our room for the night.
There was one king bed in the middle of the room, big enough for two adults and five dogs with no sense of boundaries.
What really caught my eye was the shower.
Between the cold and the adrenaline, I couldn’t think of anything better than stepping into a steamy shower with a soaped-up, slippery, naked Hannah.
The pups set about sniffing every inch of the room while I stalked toward my girl with one thing on my mind. She was wearing tall winter boots over fitted black leggings and a warm winter jacket. It didn’t matter what she wore—I always wanted her.
I stepped up behind her and reached around to unzip her thick coat.
“I can take off my own coat.”
I slid the material off her shoulders and tossed it onto the bed. “I’m impatient.”
“Impatient for what?” There was a teasing quality to her voice.
“You’ll have to get naked to find out.”
She watched me intently as I stripped off my jacket and tossed it on the bed beside hers, then pulled my wet boots from my feet.
Daisy jumped up on the bed, settling onto Hannah’s coat.
That dog was the most loyal creature I’d ever met.
The pups followed and made themselves comfortable.
That was fine. I’d rather sleep on the floor than stop what Hannah and I were working toward.
She crossed her arms over her chest. “Keep going.”
I smirked and pulled my shirt over my head, revealing all the tattoos she loved to trace with either her fingers or, if I was lucky, her tongue.
She raked her eyes over my naked skin, clearly not sick of looking at me, even after six months together. She eyed the front of my jeans and raised an eyebrow. I popped the button and lowered the zipper, my hard dick straining to escape my boxers.
The hungry look in her eyes and the way she was biting her bottom lip had me pulling the rest of my clothes off until I stood naked and half-hard on the patterned carpet of our hotel room.
Hannah crossed the room, slipping her arms around my neck. The soft cotton of her shirt brushed my bare chest, and goosebumps broke out all over my skin. She brought her lips to mine, impossibly soft and sweet, as always.
I still couldn’t believe she was mine. I turned us so I was facing the bathroom and started walking us towards the shower. Once we were in the bathroom, I reached over and turned on the shower, then backed Hannah up against the vanity.
“I need to taste you.” I brought my lips to her neck and sucked at the skin, only stopping long enough to pull her shirt over her head, static zapping and making her brown hair stand on end.
I started working the clasp of her bra, knowing that I didn’t need to get her pants off to make her come. Not with Hannah.
Steam filled the room, warming my skin; my blood was pumping hot for an entirely different reason. Her bra fell from her arms, hitting the floor with a soft swish, and I dropped my head, sliding my tongue over her already peaked nipple.
She cried out and let her head fall back, the simple contact enough to have her arching her back and bringing her thigh up to rest over my hip.
“Like that?” I asked against her skin.
She moaned her response, tongue-tied just like I liked her.
She was so responsive, and it inflated my ego, not to mention my cock.
I slid my hand up her soft stomach and over the rise of her other breast, taking the bud between my fingers and giving it a gentle squeeze. The sweet smell of her surrounded me, the steam relaxed my muscles and Hannah was writhing under me like I had a magic tongue.
I worked the zipper and button on her pants and barely had my other hand between her slippery folds before she cried out, and her body shook with her finish.
I flicked my eyes up to watch as her face went slack, never moving my mouth from her skin. Her arms gripped my shoulders enough to leave indentations in the skin.
Her finish seemed to go on and on, but when she slumped against the counter, I ripped the last of her clothes off.
“Get in the shower, Doc. Never fucked you in a hotel before.”
I watched her curvy ass step into the tub and followed like my dick had a magnet and she was the other half.
“This is a little classier than usual,” she said with a laugh.
She wasn’t wrong. For a sweet as sugar, animal loving, doctor, Hannah was more than willing to strip down for some fun wherever the mood struck. We’d christened every inch of Rust Valley Garage, not to mention my bike and a few roadside pullouts.
I fucking loved this. I would do anything for this girl. Protect her at all costs. But right now, we were safe. No assholes banging down our door. No rival MC sniffing around. Just us, safe from the world, so we could really lose ourselves in each other.
She was soft and pliant in my arms, and I was a man possessed. I pulled her leg back over my hip where it belonged and sank into her.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, holding me as if I were something special, resting her forehead against my chest. I slowed my pace.
We had all night; there was no reason to rush this, even if my dick disagreed.
I rocked my hips, feeling every inch of her wet heat.
Letting the pressure build slowly rather than chasing it with everything I had.
She pulled her head away from my chest enough to kiss me. As heat built and my balls tightened against my body, I brought my hands over her chest again, teasing those luscious tits that always seemed to want more.
“I love you,” she murmured against my lips before she fell over the edge for the second time. Her hair was slicked back from the water, her skin pink from the heat of it, and she could not have been more perfect. Her inner muscles hugged me as she came, and I fell over the edge with her.
“Fucking, fuck so good.” I said as waves of pleasure threatened to take me to my knees.
Her small frame clung to me as we both fought to catch our breath.
Once we were done, we got cleaned up and dried off.
The adrenaline had worn off and my balls were empty, so it was time for sleep.
We had to rearrange the dogs until there was enough room for both of us to crawl into bed.
“Are you sad we didn’t make it to Asher’s place today?
” She asked, pulling my arm around her waist.
I shook my head. “All that matters is that I’m with you.”
“That’s pretty sappy for a big tough biker,” she teased.
I huffed a laugh and tucked her closer against my chest while the dogs shifted around our legs. The room was warm, quiet, and for the first time in a long damn time, everything felt right.
I kissed her temple. “Only when it comes to you, Doc.”
THE END