Piper

Cum drips down my thighs as my mystery lover pulls out of me. I’m exhausted but extremely satisfied, finally getting fucked like I’ve always dreamt by a man who knows what he’s doing.

Flipping me over onto my stomach, he brings me up on all fours and rubs his cock across my ass, smearing his seed all over me. “You look good covered in me.” He grips my ass hard. “Next time, I think I might take this ass.”

I turn my head so I can see his face as he steps away from me before grabbing his jeans off the floor. “What makes you think there’s going to be a next time?”

He smirks, clearly amused that I’m entertaining the idea of not sleeping with him again. He and I both know it’s going to happen again. And again. It was perfect for both of us, even if he’s too much of a hard-ass to admit how much he loved being inside of me.

I turn around and sit on the bed, studying the man who took my virginity as he gets dressed. He’s ruggedly handsome and has muscles for days. His sandy-blonde hair is a touch on the longer side and a bushy goatee covers his chin, but the thing that draws me in the most about him is his alluring gray eyes.

There’s no doubt this man is rough, judging by all the tattoos covering his body and the crest he sports proudly on his kutte, but I can tell there’s more to him than meets the eye—there has got to be. Guys like him don’t just randomly wander into bars alone because they’re looking to get laid. He came was there with a purpose—a mission—and though I want that purpose to be me, I’m not sure I am. He’s a Maverick—apart of a rival club of my father’s—so I know he wasn’t there on a social call.

My gaze drops down to the patch on his vest that reads like a nametag. “Cade? Is that your name.”

“Yeah.” He sits down next to me so he can tie his boots.

I wait for a moment, but when he doesn’t elaborate, I find myself itching for more conversation with him. “Well?” I ask.

His eyes slide over to mine as he rights himself after he’s finished with his laces. “Well, what?”

I arch my right eyebrow. “Aren’t you going to ask my name?”

“Why? I know exactly who you are, Piper. I was sent to kidnap you to piss your old man off.”

My eyes widen, shocked by his admission. “Are you still kidnapping me?”

He’s quiet for a moment and then shakes his head. “No.”

I’m curious as to why it seems he’s aborted his mission. “What changed your mind?”

Cade drags his teeth over his lower lip as his eyes flit down my naked body. “Your pussy. There’s no way I’ll take something that sweet back to my clubhouse. Every one of those assholes will try to get in what’s mine, and I won’t allow it to happen. I’ll kill any motherfucker who touches you. You. Are. Mine.”

“Yours?”

“Mine.” He leans into me and growls as he reaches over fisting my hair, forcing me to meet his stare head on. “You belong to me. I took your cherry and ain’t no one going to take you from me. No. One. Your pussy belongs to me until I say otherwise.”

I swallow hard as my heart skips a beat. I’ve heard stories from my mom about bikers claiming women. When those guys claim a woman, it’s serious. They don’t mess around when it comes to that shit. My dad claimed my mom, and it wasn’t until he tired of her that he gave her the okay to leave. She took me and moved to another city where I’d be far enough away from Dad in an attempt to have a normal life.

I swore a biker would never claim me, but my skin tingles for his touch and my heart thunders in my chest around him. Dad always forbade any man in his club to even breathe in my direction, let alone think about bedding me. He’s going to flip his shit when he gets wind I’m sleeping with a Maverick.

Cade is definitely wading into some dangerous waters, but something tells me he already knows and doesn’t give a shit.

He crushes his lips to mine and thrusts his tongue inside my mouth, causing me to squirm a bit.

Damn if he doesn’t have me turned on again already.

He pulls back much too soon, and I frown a bit. I feel like this is goodbye and I’m not ready for that yet.

“Get dressed and I’ll take you home.”

Cade stands and heads out of the bedroom, leaving me to sit and wonder if I will ever see my sexy biker again after tonight.