Tanner
He savored her lips, the way she felt in his arms. He'd never realized he could miss anyone so much, had never imagined something like this could be possible. He was supposed to be a loner, a guy who only had ties to his MC. A man who was responsible only to his comrades and himself.
But, when he felt her warm body pressed against his, her soft, pouting lips crushed beneath his, he realized where he really belonged and what his purpose really was.
His tongue already dancing with hers, he moved a hand down from her hair to her ass. He massaged her, his hand roaming up and down her backside, reminding himself of what she'd felt like the first time they'd been together. It was all still there, and just as perfect as the last time he'd touched it.
They broke their kiss, and his lips began to travel down her neck. He kissed her passionately, reveling in the taste of her skin, his teeth coming out to nip at her skin.
“God, I missed you,” she moaned as her hands traveled up and down his back. “I missed you so much.”
He pressed his mouth back to hers, kissing her with force as his other hand joined its partner on her ass and pulled her into him. She moaned and pressed herself into him as they continued to kiss, their tongues chasing after one another.
He growled deep in his throat, his body admitting its need. Already rock-hard, he needed a release, and needed one since the moment she’d stepped into his arms.
She moaned as he gripped her ass tight, lifted her off the ground, and switched spots with her so she was on the edge of the table.
She spread her legs and pulled him in between them, grinding herself on his hard, denim-covered length. Clearly, she wanted and needed him just as badly.
He kissed her again, his hands traveling down to the front of her blouse. He began to unbutton her shirt, baring her warm flesh to him, and her hands flew down the front of her shirt, helping him to undo the buttons.
Still kissing her, he ran his hands up and down her sides, her naked back, her beautiful stomach where his child was growing. She reached up and unhooked the front of her bra, allowing her breasts to spill out.
Tanner cupped a breast, swirled the rough skin of his palm over her nipple. He pulled them lightly with his fingers, teasing her till she gave him a throaty moan of enjoyment.
She arched into him as she sucked his lower lip into her mouth and, smiling, gently bit down.
Pleasure mixed with pain made him groan, and he pulled her lower body against his. He lightly pinched her nipple again, eliciting a sharp, delighted moan from those luscious lips of hers.
“I just want to taste you,” he groaned between kisses. “To make sure you're real.”
“Oh, I'm real, alright,” she replied with a wicked grin as her hand dipped and began to stroke the crotch of his jeans. Her fingers danced up and down his length, playing with and teasing his throbbing head.
He kissed her again before dropping to his knees in front of her. He reached beneath the hem of her skirt, entranced by what he'd been missing for all these weeks.
She leaned back on her hands and lifted her ass off the table as he pulled off her panties, then hooked a leg over his shoulder.
He gripped her thigh tight in one hand and dipped his mouth down to her honeypot. There was just something about her, about the way she quivered as he explored her with his tongue, the way she trembled as he pleasured her.
Purring as he kissed her inner thigh, as he breathed hotly on her sex and squeezed her leg tighter,she put a hand at the back of his head and began to stroke his hair as he licked up and down her lips.
He took his time, enjoying this moment with her. He hadn't seen her in weeks, even though he knew she was near every time he stopped by Patricia's. He could almost hear her breathing, almost feel her presence as he stood outside her friend's front door. Now, as he swirled his tongue around her clit and gently sucked her sensitive little nub between his lips, he knew that there was no other place he'd rather be than by his ol' lady's side.
Star's whole body shook as she moaned. She used the hand from the back of his head to cover her mouth, to keep her from screaming so loud the whole county would hear her. She thrust herself into him, her hips matching the cadence of the severe tongue lashing he was delivering.
He flicked his tongue over her clit and slid two fingers into her, began to stroke her g-spot. She was so wet, so excited. He could feel her running down his chin.
She cried out, her whole body contracting around his fingers, as her hips thrust up off the table and into his mouth. She hugged her thighs around him, pulling him in deeper as she came on his dedicated tongue and lips.
“Oh, Tanner,” she groaned as she reached down and pulled him up to her lips, “I've missed you.”
They kissed again as she reached down and began to undo his belt for him.
His hand joined hers. He unbuttoned the front of his jeans and unzipped them. He shoved his pants and boxers down around his hips.
They looked into each other's eyes, gazing deep as they gasped for air.
“I missed you, too,” Tanner said as he touched her cheek with the back of his hand, “I missed the way you feel, the way you smell, the way you taste.”
She hooked her leg back around his waist and pulled them closer together. She smiled mischievously as she lined herself up with his cock.
“I don't know,” she whispered, her voice husky with need and want, as she put both arms around his neck, “what I would have done if you hadn't shown up every day like that.”
He reached down and guided himself to her pussy. He traced himself up and down her lips, loving the way she felt on his cock.
She closed her eyes and moaned. “Please, just put your cock me, Tanner. Stop teasing me.”
He grinned and kissed her again. As his tongue pushed into her mouth and she opened wide for him, he slid his cock home. Her warmth and wetness enveloped him entirely. The feel of her was beautiful, more wonderful than words. Like riding on a warm spring day, with the sun shining on your face and no cares in the world.
She wrapped her legs around him and drew him closer, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck.
He thrust his hips into her, not knowing how long he was going to last.
“Harder Tanner,” she whispered, then snaked her tongue out and flicked her tongue up and down his ear lobe. “Fuck me harder.”
He reached around back and grabbed hold of her ass again, pulling her into him with each thrust.
She nearly screamed with each movement as she ground her hips into him. She angled her hips up off the table, helping him to go deeper with each thrust. Their lips interlocked again as Tanner fucked her harder and faster.
She sucked his tongue into her mouth, moaning as she shook again around his cock, drenching him in her need for him.
It didn't take long before he could feel his own orgasm building. He wrapped an arm tight around her waist and began to lay into her. She threw her head back, nearly screaming, as his head dipped down and his mouth latched onto one of her perfect nipples.
“Come for me, Tanner,” she panted and moaned, “come inside me. Please, please.” She tightened her legs around his waist and pulled him deeper with each stroke.
He went for all he was worth, pulling her onto him faster and faster. She came again, her walls tightening around him, as pleasure flooded his body. He felt himself erupt inside her.
They moaned together and kissed again. She undulated on his hard length, getting every last little bit of pleasure she could find.
They stayed like that, their tongues entwined, their breathing heavy, as his cock softened inside her. He hadn't been fucked like that sense he didn't know when. Finally, they both sighed contentedly and pulled apart after one last kiss.
“I really hope the clubhouse is still empty,” he said as he pulled his pants back up and began to fasten them.
Clearly mortified, all the color drained from her face. She fastened the front of her bra back together and began to button her top. “I thought you sent the guys away!”
“Well, yeah, I did,” he said with a laugh. “Those guys.”
“You mean, we could - I could have-”
He held up a hand, cutting her off. “Just lemme go check, okay?”
She nodded. “Okay.”
He went out of the meeting room and glanced around the rest of the clubhouse as she finished dressing.
Empty. Good.
Tanner walked back in, saying, “Don't worry, no one was here.” He went back over to her and pulled her into his arms, his hands settling on her hips as they gazed into each other's eyes. “I really did miss you.”
“I could tell,” she said as she put her arms around his neck. “I missed you, too.”
They kissed again, melting into each other's arms.
It was just like a warm spring day, he realized. No worries in the world.
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Star
“I know you don't like it,” he said, looking down at her, “but, now that you're back, we need a plan of action. This Aaron guy who fucked with you, he ain't going away. And neither are the Roaming Wolves.”
She sighed and looked away. “I know they're not. And, for the record, you're right. I don't like it.”
“Well, they don't care if you like it, or not. But, I can't let this guy intimidate you, or me, or the Blood Warriors. It shows weakness, and people start to get ideas about messing with us more if we look like a bunch of chumps that are easy pickings.”
“I know, Tanner,” she said, trying to keep her voice as steely and whine-free as possible. “The past few weeks, I've been thinking it over. I think I get it. But, I don't think I'll ever get used to it. I'll always worry about you.”
“Well, I don't like it, either,” Tanner said. “I didn't go looking for this shit. It came looking for you and me. Okay?”
She felt like she'd been backed into a corner over this whole thing, like she'd just been some sort of collateral damage. What little control she'd had in her life had been ripped from her hands when Aaron had barged into her apartment. Now, she didn't even have her own apartment. She was, instead, depending on the kindness of her good friend.
But, she knew the only way for her to get agency back in her life, was to stop Aaron. She knew she wasn't strong enough to do that on her own. She could put up with hardships and a shitty family life all day, but her previous trials and tribulations hadn't exactly prepared her for taking down a giant biker who was hell-bent on making her man's life miserable. Only Tanner, and the rest of the Blood Warriors, would be able to help her take care of things and get them squared away.
“I'm going to start calling the guys,” he said, looking down at her, “and get 'em all together. We'll have a meeting, figure out our next move, and go from there.”
She nodded and went to hop down from the table. “Alright. Should I call you later, then?”
“Actually, why don't you stick around?” he suggested with a neutral expression on his face. “This concerns you as much as it does everyone else, now, because of what happened that night. I think you have as much right to be at the meeting as anyone in the club.”
She smiled up at him for the gesture, despite the reason for both the courtesy and the meeting. It was nice to actually be included in a life-altering decision of some sort, even if she wouldn't play an integral part in any of the actions.
“I'll have to clear it with Blade, of course,” Tanner said. “But, it shouldn't be that big of a deal. He knows you've been involved in this from the get-go.”
“He's back?” she asked.
He nodded. “Yeah. His hands are healed up, so he's back to being the president. So, yes to the meeting, then?” he asked, looking deep into her eyes like he was looking for any sign of wavering, or doubt.
She nodded, pushing her own worries and concerns down. “Yeah. Definitely.”
“Good,” he said, gripping her hips for emphasis as he nodded. “Good.”