The Thunder Wolves MC - Petal (Book #12)

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Petal

Finch’s house wasn’t anything like I thought it would be. I was expecting something a little more like a bachelor pad. But really, his house was set up more like a home, if that makes sense. It was definitely a place where you could tell a guy picked out the decor. But at the same time, you could tell a little girl lived in the house. His couch wasn’t made of leather like I was expecting, either. Instead, he had a large sectional with large pieces that were moveable. When I first got to the house, he had them pulled out and sitting in the middle like a table. When we were getting settled on the couch to watch a movie, he moved them closer to the couch, extending the cushions so you could nearly lay down completely with the back of the couch as your headboard. I can now see why he didn’t seem bothered with the fact that he was going to be left to sleep away from his bed. The couch was very comfortable. If I had to, I would be able to sleep on this couch for as long as he wanted me to.

Once the movie got going, Anna quickly relaxed and was soon completely out. Finch picked her up easily, taking her back to her room, leaving me the choice to finish the movie or pick out something else for the two of us to watch. And even though the movie was cute and all I was more then happy to change it over to something not made for kids. It wasn’t anything too crazy. Just a random romantic comedy. Finch didn’t even seem bothered by my choice when he rejoined me on the couch.

However, the movie didn’t matter after a few minutes. In fact, I probably could have left it on the first movie we had been watching. Neither one of us was watching the new movie anyway. Instead of watching the movie, we were too busy making out. I don’t even know what prompted it, but soon enough, our lips were on each other, and he was pulling me onto his lap. With one leg on either side of him. Both my arms around his neck, while his hands pushed my dress up so his hands gripped my hips.

It didn’t take long, and I was out of breath. Pulling away, breaking our kiss, I let my head fall back as I tried to catch my breath. His mouth moved down my throat. One of his hands left my hip as he pulled the top of my dress down just enough to expose my breasts. His mouth moved down along my collarbone, down the center of my chest, until his mouth was covering one of my n*****s. My need for more quickly grew. The need to catch my breath was forgotten as I began to pant. His mouth closed over the opposite n****e then he started with, his teeth grazing over the sensitive bud. The sensation sends shock waves through my body, causing my hips to move independently. His hand returned to my hip. His fingers dug into me as he forced my hips to be still.

Moving on the couch he flipped me back, so I was on one of the movable pieces of the couch. Shoving it away from the rest of the couch enough for him to sit on his knees between the two parts of the couch. His mouth left my chest as he sat back on his knees on the floor. His fingers moving their grip from my hips to pulling the thong I had on down my legs and out of his way. His mouth landed on my center, catching me off guard a little. Everything happening so fast I wasn’t completely ready for it. Thankfully I had enough control to not out right scream as my orgasam rushed through me. His mouth never leaves me until my body begins to come down. Only then did he pull away. Standing, he unbuttoned and pulled the zipper down on his pants, letting them fall to the floor.

Sitting up, I wrapped a hand around him. Slowly moving it up his length and back down and running my tongue over his tip, licking off the precum that dripped out of him. The sound of him sucking in a breath caught my attention. Looking up at him, I watched him as I moved my hand up and down him while licking his tip. Continuing to watch him, I slowly sucked him into my mouth. Moving my hands to his hips as I took him farther into my mouth. My eyes fell away from him as I focused on what I was doing. Soon enough, I was taking all of him as he thrust his hips, one of his hands tangled into my hair.

Just when I was sure he was going to c*m, he used his grip on my hair to pull me back. Pulling himself out of my mouth. Angling my head just right as he leaned down, covering my mouth with his for only a moment before he was standing back up, letting go of my hair. Moving, he helped me get up from my spot. He moved me so I could face the back of the couch, and he was behind me. Nudging me forward, he helped me onto the couch so my knees were on the edge of the couch and my hands were on the back. Leaning into me, his mouth stopped at my ear.

“Don’t move.”

Pulling away from me, he walked out of the room. I watched over my shoulder as he moved down the hall a little. His shadow disappeared into the darkness for only a moment before he came back. As he walked back through the front room, he rolled a condom down his length, having it on all the way by the time he got back to me. Moving one hand between my legs, he lined himself up with me, pushing into me. His other hand wrapped in my hair again, pulling my head back just enough for his mouth to cover mine. His mouth only stayed on mine for a second or two before he pulled away. His hand removed itself from my hair as both his hands went to my hips. Pulling back only halfway, he thrust back into him, slamming into me hard before pulling back halfway again. His quick, hard movements brought both of us to our release quickly. My body shook with the intensity as he stilled behind me.