We spent the good part of the night fucking like teenagers discovering sex for the first time.

I supposed for me it was, it had been long enough I felt like I’d earned back my virginity but Kitty made quick work of that.

I woke to her mouth on my already hard cock and finished in her mouth, she drank me down hungrily and climbed on top when I didn’t soften afterwards.

Six years without sex, five of them in prison surrounded by men, it was better than Viagra for keeping me hard. Kitty of course had something to do with it too, my god her mouth and pussy were hot and wet and like nothing I’d ever had, even in the years I’d been free and running with the gang.

We fell back asleep after that, the time unknown and both of us unconcerned about the intrusions of the real world into our comfortable little nest. I woke a couple hours later, but she was still sleeping.

I wasn’t a romantic type, but my kitten sent my mind reeling with thoughts of our life together. Running off, working hard, building a house somewhere, watching her get big with my child.

Loving and living and creating something together, our hearts and souls bound together for the rest of our lives.

Growing old together, having our grandkids on our knees…I could see our entire world unfold in front of us and it was glorious.

I didn’t want to frighten her with my thoughts, but I had a strong feeling she was feeling it too. She was sensing the slow joining of us together.

I watched her sleep, the curtain was open just a crack and a bright vein of sunlight sliced through into the room, falling on Kitty’s breast. It illuminated her skin, making her glow white and her tattoos shine with vivid colors.

It enhanced my feelings for her, it made me love her even more. Even more than the love I had at that moment. With each breath my love grew greater.

So yeah, I wasn’t a romantic type, but lying there with Kitty in my arms had me certain I could write greeting cards or some sappy shit, the ideas and thoughts were flowing in my head so forcefully, like a rising river.

She moaned in her sleep and turned towards me, as if seeking me in her subconscious.

I held her closer and she tucked her head in the crook of my arm and nuzzled against my chest. She murmured sleep thick words that I didn’t quite catch, but whatever she said made my heart swell with pride and the urge to protect her.

I kissed the top of her head and saw her eyelashes fluttering as she surfaced into waking.

“Hey, my big sexy stallion,” she said in a husky tone.

My cock responded instantly and she wiggled back onto me and rode me into the light of the new day.

When we were finished and showered, we sat at Brady’s little kitchen table and planned out our day.

“I do have to work later on,” she said, munching on a piece of toast and sipping her strong black coffee.

“Me too, that bar needs to be installed today,” I replied, drinking my own coffee.

We hesitated then, unsure of what to say to one another. Finally I laughed and said, “I’ll give you a ride, kitten. You’re not trapped out here in the burbs.”

“Oh good,” she said, relief softening her features. “I thought maybe you were going to pull the old hump and dump and point me to the nearest bus stop.”

“I like the hump part, but I’ll never dump. That’s my promise. You’re stuck with me, Kitty. You might as well get used to having me around.”

She actually blushed, it only served to make her even more appealing. She really had thought I might consider this a one night stand, how little she had underestimated me and my desire to possess her completely.

We took our time into the city, I parked in the employee’s garage under The Millennium, and we kissed a little at my truck and in the stairwell to the club’s back entrance.

But after that it was all business. Kitty tugged at her dress, grinned and said, “I have to go change, it’s pretty obvious that I’m wearing the same thing as last night.”

“You go get into a new dress and I’ll be here working on the bar until you get back. If you take your time, it will be installed by then.”

We kissed goodbye and I was plunged back into reality that hit me like a bucket of cold water to the face.

Being without Kitty by my side already felt strange and foreign to me, as if we’d already grown that tight bond in such a short time.

I applied the final coat of varnish to the wood just before hauling it out to the bar. Even though the club was open twenty four hours, I was given only an hour to make the change.

I chatted with a couple of the girls on service that day and talked to the women behind the bar as I used my tools to tear up the old one.

In no time flat I had the gorgeous new cedar bar in place, fixed it tight, and it was done…and it looked fantastic if I might say so myself.

Prison might have done me wrong in a lot of ways, but giving me a new profession was the one thing it did good. I could earn an honest living and care for my kitten, that’s what it meant to me. It meant everything.

I was cleaning up the back room when I sensed an almost electric current in the room and stood straight to see what was going on.

I heard a soft noise and turned around to find my kitten standing in the doorway watching me work.

“I missed you, Hatch,” she said in a low voice. “Fuck, did I miss you. It’s crazy though, isn’t it? We’ve only known each other a short time but I feel like I’ve known you forever. Like I’ve had you in my life forever.”

“I feel it too,” I said, wiping my hands on a cloth and striding across the room to stand in front of her. “God dammit, kitten, do I feel it. You’re in my bones and in my blood, you’re part of me now.”

“Oh god, I was so scared you’d think I was crazy for talking like this,” she said, her words spilling out. “I kept thinking about you the whole time I was gone, and how much I wanted to be with you. And how much I wanted to find out what our future held in store. And how much living we have to do…together.”

“Never think you’re crazy for acknowledging what’s real. This is real, what we have in front of us…it’s real. You’re mine, and your heart belongs to me…but I’m yours too, kitten. I’ll be yours until the end of time.”

She looked up at me with wet eyes, I could see tears forming in the corners and her lips quivered with emotion. “Oh Hatch,” was all she said before I kissed her.

And I kissed her with meaning this time, not that I hadn’t kissed her with passion before, but this time my intent was clear. I wanted her as my woman, and our lips crashing together was more than passion, it was a promise.

We could only kiss for a moment before work called and Kitty had to start her shift.

We also still shared the unspoken awkwardness of what to do about our relationship in front of those at the club. Did we let the girls know? The cocktail waitresses?

And what about Kitty’s Uncle Max? Was she ready for her family to know that she was hooking up with a former inmate, ex biker gang member?

I wasn’t worried about my family, I’d been orphaned long ago and had spent my life bouncing from one foster home to the other. By the time I was a teen, the only option for me had been a group home where I’d been cherry picked by Birdie, the head of the local chapter of the Blood Soldiers.

I’d been chosen for my size and fighting ability, and my unwavering sense of loyalty. They’d slowly groomed me into the life of crime I’d gotten so used to in the years between then and prison.

But I was tired. I wanted a clean life and I wanted to spend it with Kitty. So if her family rejected me because of my past, I didn’t know what I would do. I would have to work and do what it took to prove my love to them, my love for Kitty.

Whatever it took, I was willing to do it.

She was worth it.

After I finished cleaning up, I met with Max to go over the work I’d done and pick up my check. He was more than pleased with the final outcome and when he called Kitty over to inspect the bar top, he asked, “What do you think, my most picky of nieces?”

“I love it,” she said with a sly look at me. “It’s magnificent, you really knew what piece of wood to choose, Uncle Max.”

“Yes, the wood was perfect. Nice and thick, extra hard. It can take a lot of pounding and hold up, not like that other piece,” Max replied and I felt laughter building up in my chest.

I dared to glance at Kitty and saw her eyes filled with laughter as she listened to her uncle make unwitting sexual innuendos about the bar top I’d just created.

She finally couldn’t hold it in any longer, she snorted and I lost it too, laughing until she finally calmed down and we looked at Max who stared at us like we’d lost our minds.

“You two are drunk or something,” he grumbled and waved his hand dismissively and walked away to the back where he had his office.

I leaned across the bar and looked at Kitty. “When are you off?”

“Four more hours,” she said and rolled her eyes. “I want to leave now though, this is bull shit.”

“It gives me time to go home and change, then come back here and watch you work. You know I love it when you drop an olive and have to bend over and pick it up,” I said with a grin.

“I’ll see you when you get back,” she said and glanced around at the people sitting around the bar, the cocktail waitresses and customers who all seemed to be watching us at that moment. I thought she was going to high five me or something, but she startled me with her next move.

She grabbed my shirt, pulled me across even closer to her, and kissed me full on the lips in front of everyone.

When we broke apart, I caught glimpses of admiration on the faces of the women and envy on the faces of the men.

As I left the club I felt like I’d grown a couple feet taller. Being kissed in public meant we were official, Kitty made it official.

And god damn, it felt good.