Tank (Moonshine Task Force Book 2)(54)
“Goddamn this feels good,” I reach up with my hands, grasping hold of her arms as I put my feet on the floor, to give me leverage. “You’re so hot and tight, and your piercings are rubbing against my chest,” I shiver as her hard nipple catches mine. “It’s the hottest thing in the world, but I gotta get a condom,” I warn her.
She doesn’t release her feet from around my back and I can’t stop the motion of my hips against her, it feels too good. I’ve wanted her this way, face to face, for far too long.
“Trevor, grind against me, please. I need the friction,” she gasps as I do what she asks, pushing my hips against hers, able to use both my feet to stabilize us.
“This what you need babe? Me to fuck you hard?” I grunt as I withdraw and then plunge back in.
“Yes,” she rakes her nails down my back until she gets to my ass, gripping it hard in her hands.
I return the favor, letting go of one of her hands to move mine down to grip her ass, so I can go even deeper. We’re grunting and thrusting against each other, and I can feel her opening, can feel her getting wetter, tightening against me. “You coming, Blaze?”
She nods as I latch my mouth onto one of her nipple rings and pull sharply with my teeth, it’s one of the moves she loves. Her scream is in my ear as she grinds hard against my body. Reaching down in between us, I feel her hand on my cock, jacking me while I’m still inside her.
Fuck that feels amazing, I love the way her hand caresses me anytime she touches me. I’m still pumping inside her as she helps me pump my cock. She’s breathing heavily, her breath tickling the hair that’s sticking on my face.
“Come for me, Trev.”
“Where?” I groan. “Where can I come?”
“All over me,” she releases me with her feet and I pull out with super human effort. She jacks my cock while I thumb her nipple. Something about the way her eyes get dark, her mouth hangs open, and her nipple responds gets me every time.
“Shit, shit, shit,” I throw my head back as I chant in time with her hand on my length and then I feel myself let go, coming against the smooth skin of her stomach.
It seems to go on forever, but I know in reality it’s only a few seconds. Sweat pours down my body and my chest heaves as I try to slow my heartbeat and breathing down. Getting on my feet, I somehow make my way into the bathroom and return with a towel for her before collapsing face down beside her.
She giggles as she taps my shoulder. I sleepily move my face to the side so I can see her gorgeous smile.
“Hey,” she smirks. “Congrats.”
“If that’s the way you congratulate me? I’m gonna do something amazing every fucking day.”
She laughs again as she snuggles against me. Closing my eyes for a few seconds, I realize this right here? It doesn’t get much better.
CHAPTER THIRTY
Tank
“So how does it feel?”
I look over at Renegade, not able to keep the smile from spreading across my face, or the joy out of my voice as I answer. “To be back? It feels fucking amazing.”
He laughs as he takes a drink from his to-go mug of coffee. “It’s awesome to have you back. I like Ace, but you’re my best friend.”
I’m letting Renegade drive, which is totally unlike me, but they’ve all asked me to be honest with them, and I admitted to Holden it would be best for me to wait a few weeks. I need to do a couple of pass-through’s on the bottoms before I’m ready to drive the road myself. It’s nothing like PTSD, but there’s a nervousness I can’t explain, even though I’ve tried. Everyone seems to understand and for that I’m grateful.
“I know, I love Blaze, don’t get me wrong,” I stretch my leg out, pleased at how it feels. “But I’m glad to have someone else’s company for a while.”
He nods in agreement. “Same. I love Whit and Stella, they are my life, but I enjoy coming to work and hanging out with the guys.”
“Y’all set a date yet?” I ask as I take a drink of my coffee.
This right here, riding the backroads of Laurel Springs and talking with my best friend is what I’ve missed more than anything. It’s just not the same, texting.
“We’re talking about it,” he stops at an intersection and looks both ways before he eases through. “I think it’d be fun to have a destination wedding this summer.”
“Dude, who the fuck are you? How do you even know what a destination wedding is?” I’m this close to revoking his man card.
“I live with a damn wedding planner, man. The question is how do you not know what it is?”
I shoot him a look. “I’m sorry, you’re the one who figured out she wanted to actually go to an Alabama game for her birthday, after she tried to tell us for years. I think that should tell you how well I’m able to comprehend shit my sister talks about.”
We’re interrupted as the biggest boom I’ve heard on this side of the world rocks the silence, and the ground surrounding us trembles.
“Either we just had an earthquake, a bomb went off somewhere, or a fuckin’ still just exploded,” Renegade stops the car and both of us get out to look along the tree line.
“Over there, near the Strather’s place,” I point to dark smoke billowing above the trees.