“Cheap? Who said anything about cheap?” Screw asked, totally not giving a shit he’d been caught red-handed womanizing. No surprise since it seemed to be his favorite competitive sport.
Jazz huffed and strode into the kitchen, Screw hot on her heels.
A set of bulky arms closed around her from behind, and warm lips landed on her neck. She smiled. Oh, how she loved those strong arms.
“Mmm,” Holly said as a shiver raced down her spine. “Um, I have a boyfriend. He’s six-six, and he’s a badass biker, but you know what?”
“What?” he spoke against her jaw right before giving it a nip that had her thighs clenching in anticipation.
“This feels so good I’m willing to keep it from him if you are.”
LJ growled in her ear. “You think this feels good, wait until I get you home, spread you out, and bury my tongue in your pussy.”
Her knees wobbled, but thankfully, LJ was strong as a freakin’ ox, and he kept her from collapsing. Damn potent man. “I’m pretty sure my ol’ man would have something to say about all that.”
“You’re goddammed right, he would. He’d have a whole lot to say. Like how sexy you are, and how you smell like heaven and taste even better.” He grazed his teeth over her earlobe, and Holly nearly begged him to bend her over the closest table, friends be damned. “How was today?” he asked, and Holly knew he wasn’t referring to the party.
As she ran her hands over his forearms, she said, “Today was a good day, LJ. A really good day.”
“Good, sugar. I’m glad.” He spun her and kissed the hell out of her right there in the middle of the clubhouse with his brothers filing in to begin an evening and night of partying, and the women finished baby shower clean-up. “Gonna be an even better night.”
She smiled as he cupped her ass and pulled her even closer. “Oh yeah?” Even without his naughty promises, the night would be fantastic. Just being in LJ’s presence filled her heart with happiness, leaving very little room for sadness and grief for what she’d lost.
“Yeah. Any night I get to spend inside you, then beside you is the best night of my life.” His hazel eyes burned with an intensity that let her know his words weren’t just letters and sounds strung together but had genuine feelings backing them up.
“LJ?”
“Yeah, sugar?”
“Take me home.” The need to be naked and in his arms, surged higher than ever before.
He gave her a lascivious grin. “You need me so bad you’re willing to risk the wrath of your girls by skipping out on clean up?”
And suddenly Holly couldn’t have been happier they forced her to run the party. “Don’t have to clean up. Those evil bitches made me emcee the whole freakin’ thing today, but in return, I got out of clean-up duty.”
“Well, shit,” he said as he grabbed her hand and dragged her toward the door. “What the fuck are we standing around here for?”
Twenty minutes later, Holly found herself on her back with LJ shuttling in and out of her so hard, her bed smacked the wall with each forceful thrust. At some point, while he’d been working his very generous length into her, he’d scooped her legs up, and she was now bent so far in half, her knees nearly hit her ears. Not that she minded. The man could twist her into a damn pretzel for all she cared, as long as he kept bringing those earth-shattering orgasms, she’d be a happy girl.
“Jack,” she said on a gasp as he drove her closer and closer to the edge of her favorite cliff. In this position, she could barely move, just hang on for the ride and take it at the pace he gave it to her.
“Go ahead, baby,” he whispered against her ear, never losing the rhythm. “Take the leap. Let me see how gorgeous you are when you come.” As he spoke, he worked one hand between their sweat-soaked bodies and pressed his thumb to her clit.
Her back arched, or tried to arch, as pleasure erupted throughout her entire being. “Jack,” she shouted this time.
“I love you, Holly,” he said, and then he was coming with her. They clung to each other as they bucked and trembled through the shared climax. Most of the time, she came first, and multiple times. Once in a while, it was him, but these moments when they reached the summit together were the most powerful experiences in her life.
Holly had no doubt LJ loved her, and the feeling was completely mutual. She hadn’t thought it possible to feel so strongly for another human being. To not just want but need to be in their presence as often as possible. To have them at the forefront of her mind and want their happiness above all else. Even her own wellbeing. These days, she thought about LJ first in every decision she made, every dream she imagined. To hear someone else describe it, the way she felt sounded burdensome. But it wasn’t. Not in the least.