Beyond the Cut (Sinner's Tribe Motorcycle Club #2)(78)

“Take me.” He leaned over her, engulfing her body with his own, threading his fingers through hers on the mattress, a curiously intimate gesture that made her melt inside.

And then he gave her what he had promised. With a last brush of his lips across her nape, he slid his hands down her body, grabbed her hips, and gave it to her raw and rough and hard. A soft cry tore from her lips at the intense, erotic pleasure. She wanted this—needed it—every stroke of his cock erased memories of Jimmy, made her feel powerful, wanton, and so close to climax she shuddered in anticipation.

“Now. More.” She gasped the words and he twisted her hair through his hand, yanked up her hips, and drilled down into her center. Everything faded away. Fear. Shame. Pride. And the last of her inhibitions. She spread herself wider, opening herself completely to him, and he reached around and lightly pinched her clit.

“Let it go. For me.”

A low, guttural groan erupted from her throat as the climax engulfed her, sensation flooding her body in a molten wave of heat that left her raw and trembling.

Cade hammered into her, using her body for his pleasure while he drew out her orgasm, sending aftershocks rippling out to her fingers and toes. His shaft thickened when he climaxed, pulsed and throbbed against her swollen tissue. Pleasure sparked through her when he groaned.

Yes, it was sex, but there intimacy, too, something she had never had with Jimmy. And although it scared her, she couldn’t deny how right it felt to be here. Now. With him.

He collapsed on top of her, his chest slick with sweat against her back, his stubble prickling against her shoulder. Dawn melted beneath him, content to stay buried in his warmth.

“My beautiful girl.” He nuzzled her neck. “What is it about you that makes it impossible to stay away? From the moment we met, I had to have you. Every day after you left, I thought about you. And when I saw you again, I knew I would never let you go.”

Maybe it’s because I feel the same way about you. But the words didn’t come.

He kissed her again and withdrew to dispose of the condom. When he returned, he lay beside her on the bed, and pulled her against him, settling her head against his shoulder.

“Do I get my loan?”

Cade chuckled. “Sweetheart, after that, I’d bring you the f*cking moon if I could fly.”

Her body relaxed in the cradle of his arms and she sighed in contentment as his fingers stroked gently up and down her back. “I could stay like this forever.”

“So could I.” He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. “Stay with me, Dawn. Even after this is all over, I want you to wear my cut.”

She didn’t know what to say, so she said nothing. She had managed to hold her fear at bay when this was all pretend, when she knew it wouldn’t last. But now that he’d made it real, she had nowhere to hide. She cared about him, no doubt about that, but the depth of her emotion scared her. Was she really ready to do it all again? Did she trust him enough to let go and jump into the biker life for good?





NINETEEN

I will never be the aggressor. Unless someone f*cks with me. Then they will pay.

SINNER’S TRIBE CREED

“Mom. There’s someone in your bed.”

Dawn awakened to Maia’s concerned face—her beautiful, angelic face—and Cade wrapped around her, his arm tight between her breasts, his head on her pillow, his erection pressed up against her ass. Thank God the covers were drawn around them.

“Is it Jimmy?”

“No, darling. It’s … Cade.”

Tia joined her sister staring down at them and frowned. She was always frowning, which made it easy to tell the twins apart.

“Why is he sleeping in your bed?” Maia asked.

She could feel Cade chuckling behind her, his chest warm against her back.

“Um … we’re having a … sleepover.”

“Can I have a sleepover with Susie?” Maia sat on the edge of the bed. “Shelly-Ann wouldn’t let us have sleepovers but now that we’re home, I want a sleepover, too.”

Cade ground his shaft gently against her ass and she choked back a gasp. “How about we talk it over at breakfast? You have to get ready for school. Both of you go brush your teeth and you can talk to Cade when he … gets up.”

“I’m already up.” His breath on the back of her neck reminded her of their heated night together, and she shivered. “And I thought you locked the door.”

“I did lock the door. You unlocked it when you went to get rid of the condom. I hope you remembered…”

“Mom.”

“Fuck.” Cade rolled away. “I think I forgot to…”

“Mom.”

“Christ. This is more stressful than a shoot-out.” He sat on the edge of the bed and scrubbed his hands over his face.

“No swearing around the girls. And no more inappropriate behavior.” Dawn pushed herself up. She would have been totally screwed if it was Saturday and she had to work at the diner. With no one to look after the children, she would have had to take a few days off. And what about this afternoon when she had to work at the florist? Or tonight when she had to work at Banks Bar? She’d spent so much time dreaming about her children coming home, she hadn’t thought through the practicalities. Maybe because a part of her thought it would never really happen. And another part was convinced it was all a dream.