Wild Ride (Wind Dragons MC #4.5)(25)

She rushes out of the room like her ass was on fire, and I’m caught between amusement and being so f*ckin’ horny that I don’t care who watches us. Tia buries her face in her hands and starts giggling, her shaking body making my cock go even harder inside of her. Is it really inappropriate of me to keep f*cking her right now? Because I really want to. To test it, I slide into her a little, and she moans back, so maybe her best friend walking in on her getting bent over her kitchen table didn’t put her off entirely. I continue to f*ck her until we both come, then I pull out, realizing that I didn’t use a condom.

Fuck.

Tia turns around, her face looking flushed. “Well, that was amazing.” She pauses. “And awkward. Depending on which part you’re referring to.”

“I didn’t use a condom,” I say, cringing. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking. . . .”

“It’s okay, Talon. I got on the pill,” she says, raising on her toes to kiss me, and I exhale in relief. The last thing we need right now is a kid. “Now I’m going to lock the door, and then meet you in the bedroom. We have a few hours before Rhett comes home, and I want to use them wisely.” She looks down at the table. “I’m also going to disinfect the table.”

She walks off, and I go into her bedroom, removing my clothes and lying down on her sheets.

I picture Bailey’s face again, and start chuckling to myself. Poor girl is probably traumatized. I hope she doesn’t tell Rake what she saw though, because he’ll more than likely want to kill me again. Tia soon returns, stripping down to nothing. She straddles me, glancing down at me with the cutest smile on her beautiful face.

“You look so pretty without makeup.”

“Shut up.”

She kisses me, both of us smiling against each other’s lips.





CHAPTER FOURTEEN




Tia

I’M so sorry you saw that,” I say to Bailey, watching her go red at just the mention of the kitchen incident. “You don’t need to be shy. We all have sex, Bailey, and we just took our no-boundary relationship to whole new heights.”

“There are parts of you I never wanted to see, Tia,” she says, cringing. “Oh my god, I’m reliving it.”

“Hey, my boobs weren’t out, and you couldn’t have seen Talon’s cock from where he was behind me, so it couldn’t have been that bad.”

“Stop talking, Tia!” she demands, covering her eyes with her hands, like that will help.

“Oh, come on,” I say, unable to hold in my giggles. “It’s funny, admit it. I should be the embarrassed one here; you don’t have to worry about anything.”

“You never get embarrassed,” she points out. “In fact, you’ll probably be the one telling the story and laughing.”

“True,” I say, wrapping my arm around her. “Only because your face was classic. Talon and I still laugh about it.”

She groans and shakes her head at me. “I’m never using your kitchen table again.”

“Don’t worry, I disinfected it and everything.”

She signals the bartender over and asks for two more tequila shots. She looks at me and says, “They’re both for me; I deserve them.”

I laugh even harder.



“Well, I guess the honeymoon stage is over,” Talon says, watching me while I stand there with my arms crossed over my chest.

“I just want to know why you haven’t brought me to your clubhouse yet,” I try to explain. “I haven’t even met any of your men. Are you embarrassed of me?”

“Of course not,” he says quickly, sitting down and pulling me to sit on his lap.

“Your club is important to you, so I want to know why you’re trying to keep me separate from it all. If I don’t fit in with your club, you’ll never make me your old lady,” I say, pouting.

“That’s what this is about?” he asks, kissing my jawline. “You’re the only woman on the back of my bike, the only woman in my bed, the only woman in my f*ckin’ head. . . . Tia, what do you think an old lady is? You’re already my old lady.”

“Oh,” I say, licking my lips. “I’ve met only Slice, and that was on the night we first met, so it doesn’t count. I think we should have a party or something, where you can introduce me to everyone.”

“I want to do that, but just not yet,” he says, his eyes pleading for me to understand.

“But why?” I ask.

I have to know. I need to understand why he’s keeping me away from such a pivotal part of his life.

“I can’t tell you everything now. Can’t you just trust that I’m doing what’s best for you?”

I grit my teeth. “This is a partnership, Talon. I’ve told you about my ex, how he made all the decisions for me. I want you to be able to come to me with anything. I’m your equal, Talon. Don’t treat me like I need to be protected from everything.”

“Really? Playing the equality card?” he groans, closing his eyes and reopening them. “It’s not about that. Yes, I want to protect you, but there’s nothing you can do in this situation. It’s me that needs to solve it.”

“Okay, I get that, but why can’t you at least tell me what’s going on? Just explain what’s going on in your mind, that’s all I want.”