Truly, Madly, Whiskey(88)

His hands roamed over her. “We just made love this morning, and I’m already having withdrawals.”

She laughed as he kissed her, but she was already right there with him. She’d begun birth control shots, and not having to worry about condoms brought their intimacy and spontaneity to a whole new level. The other night she’d joked about making love on a motorcycle while it was running, and a few days later, in the privacy of their yard, they’d knocked it off her bucket list. Oh, the vibrations!

“Just let me make you come,” he begged.

“Bea—” Her words were smothered in a kiss that lit her up like New Year’s Eve. She’d never tire of the way he made her feel hot and weak at once. “God, your kisses unravel me every time. We have to be fast.”

He kissed her again and pushed his hand into her shorts, teasing over her sex as he took the kiss deeper. She widened her legs, greedy for more. It never took him long to take her up to the edge, but he’d also learned to hold her at the peak until her legs went numb. He took great pleasure in making her come undone for lengths of time that should be illegal. If he did that now, there was no way she’d be able to help Jed move a darn thing.

“If you hurry, I’ll make you come, too,” she enticed.

“Jesus, baby. Like I’d say no to that?”

She unsnapped her shorts, letting them drop to the floor, and quickly undid his jeans, pushing them down his thighs. He quickened his pace.

She held her palm in front of his mouth. “Lick.”

He did, and holy hell, that made her even hotter. She fisted his cock, going up on her toes as his fingers pushed in deep. He took her in a penetrating kiss, matching the rhythm of his fingers, and moments later she was soaring into the clouds. She squeezed him hard as she came, and his hips bucked. As she eased down from the peak, her body still pulsing, she took his hard length in her mouth. Bear buried his hands in her hair—another new and exciting addition to their incredible sex life—sending sparks of lightning sizzling through her. She sucked hard and fast until she felt him swell, and he found his release.

Thump, thump, thump.

Both of their eyes flew open at the sound of Bullet’s heavy footsteps crossing the hardwood floor to the bottom of the stairs. “Bear? You up there?”

“Shit,” Bear grumbled, helping Crystal to her feet. “Be down in a second,” he yelled to Bullet.

Laughing and kissing, they washed up.

“Love you so much,” he said, kissing her shoulder as she stepped into a clean pair of panties and pulled up her shorts.

“Me too, you, biker boy.”

She hurried toward the stairs, and Bear hauled her against him with a serious expression. “Babe, you know I love everything about you. Not just the sex. Right?”

Oh, this man! He treated her like gold, had changed his whole life to spend more time with her, and he was worrying over their spontaneous sexy times? She bit back the playful response on the tip of her tongue. They’d come so far, she didn’t want to make light of what was clearly worrying him. “I never doubted it for a minute.”

He kissed her slow and tender. Then he slapped her ass, startling her out of her lustful state, and they hurried downstairs.

Bullet looked up from the sex-pit sofa—another bucket-list item they’d taken care of. Quite a few times. He pushed to his feet, shaking his head. “Get that look off your faces. I haven’t gotten any in three days and you’re pissing me off.”

“Three whole days?” Crystal teased. “You poor thing.”

Bullet pulled her into a hug. “Got any good-looking friends, sweetheart?”

“Tegan,” she said on the way outside. They’d already received thirty orders for costumes, and Tegan had begun working part-time for the boutique. Crystal loved her, but she definitely wasn’t Bullet’s type. “You know I love you, but I think you’d probably scare the heck out of her. She’s more Bones’s type.”

“She is not Bones’s type.” Bear unlocked the truck and helped Crystal in. Bullet climbed into the passenger side. “You think he’s so clean-cut, but Bones has a definite dark side.”

“Bro,” Bullet scolded. Then to Crystal he said, “Chicks dig the dirty doctor.”

Bear headed down the mountain. “You just chastised me for saying he had a dark side.”

Bullet shrugged.

Crystal listened to their banter the whole way to Jed’s friend’s house, where he was staying in a basement apartment. It was only a few blocks from their mother’s, and she got a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach, which remained with her while they packed up the trucks.

“You okay, sis?” Jed asked as he carried a box to the back of his truck. Thankfully, the attorney had not only been able to get the points dropped on his last ticket, but he had also proven that McCarthy had been targeting Jed. Jed’s driver’s license had been reinstated, and McCarthy was to be reprimanded. Jed was finally getting a chance to be the man he wanted to be, and Crystal could already see a difference in him.

“Yeah. I was just thinking about Mom. Is it weird that I feel guilty for not seeing her? I don’t want to see her, but I kept hoping that one day I’d show up and she’d be the same person she’d been when we were younger.”

“It’s not weird, shrimp.” Jed ran a hand through his hair and looked up toward the sky.