After playing, and then dinner, we were all tired, but I had to show off my best gift. I went to his room and came back out with my cut on. It took a couple of seconds for people to notice. Once they did, the whistles started from the guys. The ladies were hugging me and then so was dad. “I’m glad you said yes to being his, Tarin. I know he loves you,” he whispered.
I didn’t know if Outlaw loved me or not. He hadn't told me if he did, but I sure hoped he would someday. I was pretty sure I was more than half in love with him and falling fast toward all the way. “Thank you, Bear.”
“Honey, if you want and only if you want to, I’d love it if you would call me dad.” He searched my face as he said it.
Tears started falling. I sobbed as I hugged him and choked out, “I'd love to, Dad.” It took us a little bit to get under control. No one had witnessed our little outburst.
I was ready to call it a night when Bull got up in front of everyone. All of us got quiet.
“Can I have your attention? In light of recent events, the guys and I had a serious discussion. It pertains to an earlier thing we did. Something that impacted the whole club. Thankfully, we’ve seen the error we made and we want to rectify that mistake. Tate, come here.” Tate looked nervous as hell as he got up and went to stand beside Bull. He’d been invited to celebrate with us today, which I know had stunned him after being kicked out of the club.
“Hold out your arms to your sides,” Bull told him. He did. Suddenly, they slipped a leather cut over his shoulders. He looked down in shock and awe. We saw tears in his eyes as he realized it was his old prospect cut. Everyone cheered and the guys all got up to give him slaps on the back. The ladies had to wait to congratulate him. It was wonderful that they were giving him a second chance. He deserved it after what he did to rescue me. I gave him an extra hard hug. I’d thanked him more than once for what he’d done for me that day.
“Congrats, Tate. You deserve it.”
“Thanks, Tarin. It means a lot for you to say that.”
“Okay, your moment is over. Let go of my woman, Prospect,” Outlaw growled. Tate grinned as he stepped away from me and held up his hands. More people mobbed him as Outlaw took me in his arms. “You ready to get out of here, my jewel?”
“I’m more than ready. Are you taking your bike or riding with me?” I drove my car over last night. He shook his head.
“No, we're going to put my bike in your dad’s garage for now and then take my truck.” We didn’t waste time saying goodbye and then we were on our way to my hotel. I was nervous about what was about to happen. I hoped he wouldn’t be disappointed.
Outlaw:
It was all I could do to wait all day to have her to myself. It had killed me to kiss her and not be able to take it all the way. Once she indicated she was ready, I wanted to carry her off and spend the rest of the day, hell the next week, in bed with her. However, it was Christmas, and I knew if I tried it, her dad would kill me, so I suffered.
Seeing her walk out in my property cut had made me so damn happy… that, on top of her buying me a fucking bike! I never expected that. I had something else for her, but I was waiting for the right time. We barely made it through the door of her room when I had my mouth on hers and I was trying to get off my boots. She laughed as she broke away and sat down to take hers off. I hurried to get mine along with my socks off. As soon as they were, I had my mouth on hers and I was hovering over her on the bed.
I wanted to take it slow, but this first time would be quick, I think. I had to get rid of some of this desire first, then I could take my time, making her scream and come. I wanted to hear her screaming my name, as I made her come on my tongue, my hands, and then my cock. My cock was weeping in my jeans. I tore open the button, and unzipped them to give myself relief.
Her hand snaked down and into my jeans. I gasped as her hand closed around me and she pumped up and down my cock. I moaned. “Fuck, Tarin, don’t or I’ll come in my damn jeans. You’ve got me so damn primed, I'm ready to blow.”
“Me too. Why don’t we take the edge off first?” she whispered.
“How do you suggest we do that?” I was curious to hear what she had in mind.
“Let’s get naked then I’ll tell you.” I didn’t waste time. I stood up and pulled her to her feet. I undid the buttons on her blouse then parted the fabric. Her bra was barely able to hold her breasts. I pushed her blouse off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Then I reached around and undid the clasp on her bra in the back. It went flying across the room.
She quickly covered her breasts. The confident woman from a minute ago was gone and, in her place, stood an unsure one. I pulled her hands away from her breasts, so I could look at her. Her breasts were smaller but full. I cupped one in my hand and it was enough to fill it. Her nipples were a rosy pink, and the buds were tight. I lowered my head and sucked one into my mouth. She moaned and grabbed the back of my head, as I sucked and kneaded them. I even bit down a few times gently with my teeth. She was breathing raggedly when I lifted my head. “Don’t ever cover these beautiful things up.”
“I’m not as big as I’d like—” She started to apologize. I stopped her.
“They’re perfect, Tarin. You fill my hand and my mouth. Look at how damn responsive you are to touch.” She smiled, then she was yanking up my t-shirt and flinging it on the floor. She traced around my nipples and then outlined my tats. Her pink tongue snaked out, and she flicked one of my nipples then the other. I hissed. She gave me a naughty smile. She knew what she was doing to me.
I undid her jeans and tugged them down over her ass and hips then to the floor. She stepped out of them. Once she was naked, I licked my lips. I could barely see her puffy pink lips between her legs. I wanted to taste her. “Get on the bed and lie down.”
She scrambled back and did as I asked. I stood there looking at her. “Open your legs.”
“Take off your pants first, then I’ll open them,” she countered. I shoved them down and off in a flash, taking my briefs with them. Her eyes were glued to my cock. Her breath hitched and her eyes got rounder. I stroked my length a couple of times, smearing the cum all over the head.
“Now, spread those fucking thighs,” I growled. She slowly opened her legs. I kneeled and shoved them further apart. Her pink pussy glistened and her scent hit my nose. I groaned and lowered my head. I took a swipe up then down her slit. Her cream coated my tongue and made me moan at her taste. It was indescribable. I lapped at it. She was moaning. I looked up to see her cupping her breasts. I licked her harder. It didn’t take more than a couple of minutes for me to have her coming on my tongue as I finger fucked her pussy. She moaned and bucked her hips. When she was finally slowly coming down, I stood up. I wanted inside of her. She sat up and shook her head. What the hell?
“Lie down on the bed, Damian.”
“Babe, I can’t. If I do and you touch me, I’ll blow too soon.”
“I want you to blow. You said the first time would be fast. Let me get you off like you just did me.” Jesus, she wanted to suck my cock. She licked her lips. Her eyes were glued to my cock. I lay down beside her. Before she could get up, I stopped her.