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Chapter One

"Fuck, babydoll. Like that. Goddamn." Smoke's fist wraps tighter in my hair, giving my dark locks a possessive tug.

I moan around his cock, loving the weight of him in my mouth and how feral he gets for this.

For me and only me.

"Wake me up like this every morning and I'm going to put a ring on it." He grins, knowing I can't argue with my mouth full of him.

Marriage is something I'm not ready to discuss. He knows it's a hard limit that is currently off the table.

He slides out slowly and inches back in. His olive-colored eyes pinned to mine.

"Fuck me. Not sure what I love more. Your sweet mouth or your tight cunt. "

His praise encourages me to suck harder and deeper.

A door slams from elsewhere in the house and I attempt to ignore it.

"Where were you?" Sabrina screeches, her voice carrying all the way down the stairs to the end of the hall, where Smoke and I now have our room since my brother moved in with Zoe.

My man lets out a frustrated growl as I pop him free of my mouth, unable to concentrate on the task at hand.

"You better have a word with your friend, or I will."

"I know. I'm going to talk to her." I kiss the tip of his cock and roll off the bed. "We need to get going, anyway."

He mumbles something incoherent as he covers his face with a pillow.

I pull it from his grasp. "Don't smother yourself unless you don't want to fuck me in the shower." Shoving the pillow at his chest as he sits up, I cringe as Jimmy shouts back at Sabrina.

"Get off my ass. I had to work."

"I'm going to start digging two holes out back," Smoke warns, his voice carrying an edge that says he's not joking.

"Tonight. Promise." I bat my lashes at him and flash him my tits, making him forget about our roommates momentarily.

Smoke stalks toward me, pinning me to the closet door. Pinching my chin between his finger and thumb, he looms over me, one arm braced above my head in a sexy book boyfriend pose. Running his nose along my jaw, he inhales deep.

"You're lucky you're so irresistible, babydoll." His lips work against mine in the sweetest of kisses. "Perfect tits." His hand shifts from my chin to my breast to twist one of my nipples. Continuing down the valley between my boobs, his finger trails down to my waist and into my shorts. "Sweetest pussy." Digit swiping through my slick heat, he brings it up to my lips.

I suck his finger into my mouth, tasting myself. Sweet yet slightly tart. Then he's kissing and groping me all over until I'm hitching my legs around his waist so he can fuck me fast and hard against the closet door. The handle digs into my ass, but I don't care. I've got Smoke's dick in me and not a care in the world.

Until a fist raps on the bedroom door. "You awake, Em?"

"Fuck off," Smoke growls, grinding his teeth in my ear.

"I'm sorry, honey." I press my lips to the seam of his as he pulls out and I slide down to the balls of my feet.

"I'm taking a cold shower," he mutters and kisses my neck.

After adjusting my clothes and seeing the bathroom door close, I fling the bedroom door open and shoot Sabrina a scowl.

"Bad timing?" she hedges.

"You and Jimmy have to cool it with the fighting. Smoke is pissed off." I follow her to the kitchen and flip the coffee pot on.

"I'm sorry. I don't know why I'm acting so crazy all the time, but I know he's lying to me. Keeping secrets and I think maybe he's cheating on me."

"Cheating on you? With who?"

"That little skank he's been," she makes air quotes as she says, "protecting."

"You know he loves you and he's only doing what the club asks of him."

The coffee machine clicks on, and Sabrina catches one whiff before she's dry heaving over the garbage can.

"You okay?" I place a hand on her back, giving her a gentle pat.

"I don't know." She stands up, covering her mouth and nose. "I can't handle that smell right now."

"Could you be pregnant?" it would explain her mood swings.

She shakes her head. "I don't think so."

"When was your last period?"

"When was yours?" She gags and I guide her to the living room away from the smell, though it's not much better in here.

We drop to the couch, and I turn toward her, folding my legs back under me. "About two weeks ago. Was lighter than usual." Sabrina and I have been synced to the same period cycle since we were twelve.

"Huh." She wears a blank expression, staring numbly at me.

"Brina, you could be pregnant."

"Oh my God. Oh my God," she repeats louder.

"Is this a good OMG or a bad one?"

"I don't know." Her fingers touch her lips, then drop to her belly. "Shit."

"You need to talk to Jimmy and take a test." I squeeze her hand.

"Right. So he can just get mad at me and say I'm wanting to trap him. No way." She sniffs and looks away.

"That doesn't sound like Jimmy."

"Yeah well, Jimmy does and says a lot of things lately that don't sound like the old him. Now it's the club this. The club that. They come first."

I get what she's saying. There's been moments where I've felt the same way. "Jimmy adores you. He practically worships you."

"Not anymore. He's different."

"Talk to him. "

"I will but promise you won't say anything. Not even to Smoke, and especially not that Pam chick. She has a big mouth."

Biting back my laughter, I don't think it would be wise of me to remind her that she, too has a big mouth.

"Are you guys coming to the park today?"

"I don't think Jimmy wants me there."

"You guys need to have some fun. You've been working a lot, and he's been tied up in the club." Sabrina took the job that Zoe offered to me at the daycare when I decided to go work at the tattoo shop for Roane because though Smoke is letting them stay with us, they still have to cover their portion of the rent.

"Maybe." Her lips spread into a weak smile.

"I've gotta get dressed, but we'll talk more later. Promise."

"Hey, maybe you can get pregnant, too. We always said our babies would grow up together."

My stomach plummets at the thought. A baby is the last thing I want in my life. Not that kids aren't great. I'm not thinking about weddings and babies. I like my life how it is. Okay, that's a lie. Having Smoke's kid wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. It'd be the greatest. It's simply not in the cards for us. "Yeah. I don't know about all that." I leave her to mull over her thoughts and grab Smoke a mug of coffee to offer as a peace offering on behalf of Sabrina.

In the bedroom, he's coming out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist, water glistening on his chest, and all I want to do is lick the beads off his skin. He accepts the mug and takes a sip before placing it on the dresser.

"C'mere," his voice rumbles, all gruff.

He doesn't need to tell me twice.

Smoke positions me face down long ways across the bed and jerks my shorts and undoes down to mid-thigh as he straddles me there. Lifting my hips, he positions me right where he wants me. His rough hands knead my ass before the first slap stings my right cheek.

"You've been a bad girl. Left me to shower alone."

Slap.

Thwack.

Tap.

He spanks my ass, setting my bottom on fire before he's knuckle deep finger fucking me with wild abandon.

I cry out at the intrusion, biting the sheets to keep Sabrina from hearing me.

Slap.

"Don't muffle your cries, babydoll. When I make you scream, I want everyone to know."

He brings me closer and closer to the edge and once I'm about to get off, he tears his fingers away .

"Get dressed."

"I'm going to chuck you off the roller coaster," I warn, and he chuckles.

"It's too damn hot for having titties, dealing with bossy men, and cranky toddlers," Pam grumbles, dabbing a baby wipe under her armpits.

Bianca shares a look with me and Stella, T-bird's girlfriend. She hasn't exactly warmed completely to me. Which is understandable considering I kissed him, but there are no romantic feelings between us. He's been a good friend to me, and I never should have gone there. It was a shit thing to do, but I owed it to myself to find out if there was more between us. There isn't. We both know that now and we can both move on knowing that there's nothing left unresolved. Nothing left unsaid.

I'm with Smoke and never been happier. Well, if it wasn't blazing hot like Satan's asshole outside, I could be.

Murder rented Camden Park out for the day for the club members and their families. It's a theme park that has been around for all my life and yet this is my first time visiting.

Growing up, the way I did, being raised by a religious doomsday prepping nut of a father and a dutiful mother, I escaped the first chance I got. They kept me sheltered from the real world as much as they could, but I always knew that there was something wrong with them and their way of life.

I ran to the safe haven of my brother and the motorcycle club he belongs to. That's how I met Smoke, his best friend and roommate, at the time.

His muscular arms wrap around me from behind as the whiskers of his facial hair scrape against the exposed skin of the crook of my shoulder. Lips brushing my ear, he grits, "You ready for the Big Dipper?" His deep and husky voice sends a good shiver to the heart of my desire for him.

"Come on," he prompts, lacing his fingers with mine so I can't escape his hold.

I gulp, staring at the large wooden coaster that stands at least fifty feet tall. "Is it safe?"

"The ride lasts like three minutes, if that." He licks his lips, grinning at me as I twist around in his embrace to face him.

"Those boards could be rotted."

"They replace the bad ones. You've got nothing to fear, babydoll. Not when you're with me."

I know that. He has proven that he'll do anything to protect me. Smoke isn't a bad man, but he's killed for me. The roller coaster isn't all that scares me. He's been married before, and it didn't work out. He's cheated on women in the past.

What happens if he tires of me or finds better?

"You promise it's safe."

He releases my hand, marking the shape of the letter t across his chest. "Cross my heart."

"You'll be fine," Pam assures me as she stuffs the wipes back into the diaper bag hanging off one of the many strollers arranged around the picnic tables.

"I'll occupy your thoughts with something else."

"Like what?" I press, staring into his olive-colored eyes, making them my favorite color.

"Telling you all the filthy things I plan to do to you tonight while I shove two fingers in you to get you primed and ready for me," he whispers low in my ear. I have no doubt Pam heard every word with the smirk currently playing at her lips as she pretends to be occupied with tying one of her kid's shoes.

A tingle spreads through all my girly parts at the thought of him and all his hunky boy parts connecting with mine.

He leads me to the line barriers for the coaster. All my fears forgotten as visions of him pumping his fingers in me as we zip across the tracks consume me. Heat flashes across the back of my neck and not from the scorching temperature.

Since the moment I met Smoke, we've had this insane chemistry that is indescribable. I worry that one day our flame will no longer burn as intensely, and then what? Will we fizzle out and smother like the slowly dying embers of a fire?

Will he step out on me, or will I do something stupid like kissing T-bird? Because he's known for being a womanizer and I'm young and inexperienced.

He's my first everything. There's so much I've never done. Like riding a roller coaster.

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