EPILOGUE
Nine years later
– MEAVE –
I tighten my arms around Reef’s waist and close my eyes to relish the feeling of being on the back of his bike. The feeling of being wild and free is a fragment of a moment I love whenever we take the time to simply ride for the hell of it.
The bike might be a way of transportation, but for us it’s more. I remember asking for a ride on the back of his bike when we met through text messages. He promised to take me after I’d have the baby. Obviously, it was the first thing we did when I was able to after I gave birth to Lettie. I was hooked after that first ride.
It’s New Year’s Eve and we’re heading to the clubhouse. Leon is riding beside Reef, he’s twenty-three and a full member of Razing Muck MC. It’s become somewhat of a tradition to either spend New Years or Christmas at the clubhouse while Zale and my mother have a quiet night at home with Lettie.
We balance and switch every year so it’s the president or the vice president who is present during the holidays. Lettie likes being at the clubhouse as well, except the parties can get a little rowdy late at night and it’s why she goes home with us or her grandparents. Tonight it’s Reef and my time to spend the night at the clubhouse.
Reef places his large hand on my thigh and gives a tiny squeeze. It’s a quick move, but a thoughtful one that warms my heart. He’s so freaking thoughtful. Coming from a bad relationship where my ex never took responsibility, didn’t put any effort in our relationship, and basically sucked in all ways. Though, when you’re in the middle of it it’s not what you see or realize.
Living my life with Reef has taught me there’s more to a relationship than living together. He’s my partner where there’s mutual respect and we help each other grow to the fullest while standing shoulder to shoulder.
He’s not just my old man, or my husband, because he asked me to marry him after a year of sharing our lives, but he’s also a caring father to Lettie. She knows Reef isn’t her biological father but it’s only a technicality. A label without meaning because he’s her father in all ways that makes it count.
Reef takes the turn to head for the clubhouse and I move with him, loving the way he has control over the mechanical beast between our legs. I take a deep breath and take in the crisp air along with the scent of Reef; leather, spice, and a pinch of all man.
He parks the bike in front of the clubhouse, and I’m a bit sad the ride is over. Although, the night is still young. I’d say we’ll go for another ride later, except they’re expecting some more snow and we won’t know what the roads will be like.
We’ll see tomorrow morning if we’re able to, and otherwise we’ll either take the SUV home, or stay another night at the clubhouse. Reef holds out his hand and I take it to gracefully get off the bike.
Leon joins us as we stroll in the direction of the clubhouse. The loud music can be heard from outside and once we step inside the warmth and loudness of the party assaults us full force. It’s not the music assaulting my ears making me wince, it’s the naked woman shaking her ass on the bar. The chick bends over and I get a full frontal of her bare pussy.
“Anyone want some labia with their beer?” I dryly state. “I’ll pass, all the more for you guys.”
A squeal rips from me when I’m being grabbed and thrown over Reef’s shoulder.
He smacks my ass and rumbles, “The only pussy I’ll only and ever feast on is yours, so no beer for you, woman, you’re coming with me.”
“Don’t take hours,” Leon bellows over the loud music. “We’re ringing in the New Year soon.”
Reef squeezes my ass again as he steps into the hallway and mutters something under his breath. He kicks open his room, closes and locks it behind us, before letting me slide down his body.
“What did you reply to Leon?” I question.
His hand glides to the back of my neck and pulls me closer. “That I’ll be ringing in the New Year however the fuck I want.”
The desire drenching his rumbling voice is fueling my own lust.
I press my breasts against his chest. “Oh, yeah? And how do you want to ring in the New Year?”
“My cock hammering your pussy,” he growls and slants his mouth over mine.
My eyes close and I fist his leather cut to keep myself grounded. This man has the ability to throw me into a lust-fog where the reference of place, time, and everything else simply falls away.
His hands tug at the material of my jeans and I make it easier by kicking off the biker boots I’m wearing. I suddenly push him away and he stumbles back to give me the room I need. Seductively, I start to shake my ass at a tune inside my head. The lust in Reef’s gaze intensifies and he licks his lips.
“Show me those tits, babe,” he croons and rubs himself through his jeans.
Reaching back, I pull at my shirt and take my time to take it off. My bra is next and I make sure to tease him by covering my breasts with my hands. His low growl causes me to tug at my nipples, adding more fuel to the teasing .
I bend over and slowly shimmy out of my jeans, taking my panties along until they hit the floor. The clink of his belt lets me know he’s working on freeing his cock, and it’s a sure thing when his hands are suddenly on my body. He spins me around and pins me against the door. My gasp turns into a moan when I feel the hot tip of his dick nudge my entrance.
“Enough. You already had me hard by rubbing that hot pussy against my back the whole ride to the club house. Now you’re going to feel me deep inside you,” he rumbles low right beside my ear.
There is no time to give a reply when he slowly sinks inside of me. I’m already wet and clench around him when he bottoms out. I won’t ever get enough of the way this man makes me feel. Not just while having sex, it’s every moment, every day.
I even dare to admit I was intrigued by this man from the first text message he sent me all those years ago. Kicking off with a friendship which evolved into so much more. Where I was getting ready to start a whole new life by myself as a single mother with only my mother at my back, I fell right into a found family along with a man who captured my heart and never gave it back.
For the record, I did the same thing with him. Exchanging hearts, love, pleasure, goals, dreams, the list is long and endless. The way we started, by text message, is also how he asked me to marry him. Well, I received a text message which stated, “What to do…when you need your woman to wear your ring?” I was still blinking at the words when another message popped up. “Here’s me askin’, and now I’m telling…we’re getting married three weeks from now.”
And that’s how we ended up married. Easy. Simple. Yet so freaking meaningful and completely our style. I like being at the clubhouse, and spending time with the brotherhood. Okay, maybe a little less when the parties get a little too much, but most times we end up in our room anyway and resurface when things are less…wild.
It’s the perfect solution for our time, all while we also love to spend time as a family. Either the three of us at home, going out, or at the clubhouse since Lettie feels at home here as well.
I gasp when I feel Reef nip the skin of my neck.
“That’s it, squeeze my cock, make me feel that tightness around me. Want me to fuck you harder? Make that pussy of yours burn? Yeah, gonna make you walk funny right into the new year.”
There are no words for the way he shifts his hips, hitting me deeper, causing pleasure to seep into my veins. I moan and glide my fingers over the back of his head, sink them into his hair and push his mouth tighter against my neck.
My orgasm is within reach and when he nips my skin and starts to suck on a sliver, I completely lose it. Bliss overtakes me and I scream in pleasure. I hear Reef’s grunts, hips thrusting, filling me up once, twice, three times and then I feel him thicken and pulse.
“Fuuuuuuuuuck,” he whispers against my skin. “So. Good.”
If I had the energy to form words I would tell him I’d totally agree with his statement. Our relationship is built on a foundation we add to day in, day out. Of course life isn’t always as nice as farting rainbows. We have bad days along with an argument here and there just like everyone else.
A relationship is hard and requires teamwork. Communication, and keeping a line open instead of letting little annoying shit build up until an explosion of frustration causes a dent in the connection. Luckily, Reef and I are holding strong and still, after all these years, have the same goals and mindset when it involves our future.
“We need a shower to clean up,” Reef announces. “Then we’re going to hit the sheets and get dirty again.”
See? Shared mindset when it involves our future.
“Yes, because I think I heard you mention something about being inside me when the fireworks hit,” I remind him.
Reef smacks my ass as he walks us into the direction of the bathroom. “Woman, fireworks ignite every damn time I’m inside you.”
A giggle falls from my lips. This man. Always with the smooth, true words.
“I love you,” I simply tell him.
His voice is deep when he murmurs, “I fuckin’ love you too, babe.” He palms my breast and tweaks my nipple. “More when you’re naked and wrapped around my cock, but even with clothes on, you’re my everything.”
I can’t help but snort at the naked part and rise on my toes to get myself a kiss to sink into the sweet bliss this man always gives me. I guess he’s right…fireworks ignite between us all the time. We don’t need to see them in the air tonight, because we have them all year round for the rest of our life.