The Thunder Wolves MC - Summer (Book #6)

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Summer

Yeah, I know I talk about how my dad shouldn’t think of me like a slut, and here I am with a guy who isn’t my boyfriend. But really, how could a woman turn down the best she has ever had when he turns back up out of nowhere. And god, was he an even better kisser now than I remember him being back then. The moment his mouth was on mine, I didn’t think I simply let my body respond. When he pulled me closer to him, I didn’t even care. My hands moved up the back of his neck and into his brown hair. It was just as soft as I remembered it. Soon we were both completely out of breath. His hand moved up my sides pushing my tank top up. As he broke the kiss, he pulled it over my head, and again I didn’t even care. He had seen all of me several times before. I had nothing to hide from him. Once my top was off, he turned me back around. I watched through the mirror that hung on the back wall behind the more expensive bottles as he inspected the tattoo on my right shoulder blade. Slowly he leaned down and kissed the spot where I had hidden his initials, causing me to moan. Moving his mouth back up to my ear, he slid his hands around my waist to the front of my jeans. “You know they say you should never tattoo a guy's name on your body,” I smirked. “Good thing I didn’t then, just his initials. Which only the guy and I know are mixed into the pattern on the moon.” As I spoke, his hands worked on unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans. His hands sliding down my hips as he pushed them down, letting them fall to the floor. My whole body was starting to overheat as I got more and more excited for what was coming. As I said, he had been the best I ever had, and I so dreamed of being with him again. And now that it was happening, I really hoped I didn’t wake up and find I was dreaming right now.

Carefully I kicked my shoes off, slipping my legs the rest of the way out of my jeans and kicking them off to the side. Through the mirror, I watched as his hands moved away from my body, and he shrugged off his cut, laying it over the bar. His eyes met mine as he pulled his shirt off over his head, revealing his glorious chest. My god, he had really filled out since the last time I had seen him. His hands moved back to my waist, pulling me back into him. A shiver ran down my spine at the contact and the anticipation that was building inside of me. Wrapping one arm around my waist, he slid his other hand down between my legs. My body reacting on its own as I moved my legs apart farther to give him better access. He began playing with me through my already soaked panties with his fingers as he moaned into my ear. The sensation of his moan and his hands on me had my knees going weak. I had to reach out and grab ahold of the bar as his arm tightened around me to help hold me up. “f**k, your so wet...Tell me, is this from flirting with all the guys, or is this from me?” He slid his hand down my panties as he asked his question, so his hand was now on my bare skin. At this point, I was panting like a dog in heat. Keeping our eye contact in the mirror, I let my head fall back against his shoulder as he slipped a finger between my folds. He didn’t push into me, only played with me as he waited for my answer. He waited a few seconds before nipping at my ear, “Answer my question, Summer.” He started to pull his hand back slowly, threatening to take it away completely. I whimpered in protest, making him pause a moment before slipping his hand back down. One of his fingers slipped between my wet folds, making me moan. “You, one hundred percent you.” He nipped my ear again with a smile on his face. “Good girl.” In one swift movement, he plunged two fingers into me, sending me instantly over the edge. My whole body responded to him instantly. My eyes closed, my back arched, my hands moved from their hold on the bar to reaching behind me and tangling into his hair, a moan flying from my lips, all while my core pulsed around his fingers.

As my body came down, he removed his fingers from me. My body relaxed again against his chest, our eyes meeting in the mirror behind the bar again. I watched as he brought the two fingers he just had in me up to my lips. I watched his eyes darken slightly as I parted my lips and allowed him to push his fingers into my mouth. I could feel him harden even more as he watched me suck my own juices off his fingers. Slowly he pulled his fingers out of my mouth and wrapped his hand around my jaw, pulling my head back, so I was looking back at him. His mouth covered mine. His tongue slipped into my mouth, a moan rolling through him as he tasted me. Careful not to break our kiss, I turned around, so I was facing him. My hands slid down his chest and to his pants. He kept one hand on my hip. The other moved to the back of my head as he pulled me closer, deepening our kiss. My hands moved between us as I worked his pants off him. Just as I had, he kicked his boots off while kicking his pants to the side as he stepped out of them. The moment they were completely off, he pulled away, breaking the kiss. Keeping eye contact with me, he let his hand fall from my hair down around behind me. With a flick of his wrist, my bra fell forward, his hand falling to my side. I let my bra fall to the floor before wrapping my arms back up around his neck. Just as he had done with my jeans, he slid his hands down, pushing my panties down letting them fall to the floor. The moment I stepped out of them, he lifted me up, my legs wrapping around him. His hard member slipping right between my wet folds, pushing into my core as he buried himself inside me. Both of us moaning at the same time. A shiver moved down my spine in excitement. My god, had I missed this. He was a larger guy, but not so large that it hurt. He was the perfect thickness to stretch me just enough. I was already on the edge again. He was also long enough to hit all the right spots deep inside me to send me into an instant orgasm completely. Our lips slammed back into each other as he moved us across the bar over to the pool table. Sitting me down on the edge of the table, he began to move, pulling back just over halfway out before thrusting back into me. Letting go of his shoulders with one hand, I leaned back on the table, leaning onto my hand for support. His mouth moved from my mouth down my body to my chest as we began to move together. My other hand stayed tangled in his hair. My head fell back, and an endless moan flowed from my mouth as our bodies repeatedly slammed into each other. And just like when we were kids, the whole world melted away. We were the only two people left in the world, nothing else mattered. And because we didn’t have a condom, just like when we were kids, he waited until the last second to pull out of me. My hand moved from his hair instantly, wrapping my fingers around him pumping him up and down. While he moved one of his hands between my legs thrusting two fingers into me, his thumb pushing onto my clit as we finished together. Lifting his head from my chest, he wrapped his free hand around the back of my head, pulling me closer as his mouth covered mine again. But only for a moment before he pulled away, leaning his forehead to mine. “God, you taste and feel just as I remembered.” A smile pulled at my lips, “Wish I could say the same.” Pulling back, he stared at me with a raised eyebrow, and I couldn’t help laughing. “You are way better than I remember, and I already considered you the best I ever had.” Scoffing, he shook his head and kissed me again. Pulling back, I leaned on the pool table, looking around for a second. “This can’t be good for the felt.” He laughed, “Probably not.” Smiling, I shook my head at him.