Free Faith (The Fast Love Collection Book 1) by TM Watkins Page A

it felt incredible.
    “Faith.” I groaned as he pushed all the way into me.
    “Never going to happen Roxy. ”

Chapter Ten
     
    Something or someone was conspiring against me, I was sure of it. Within seconds of the monumental orgasm and a groan from Archer, his phone rang.
    I fell to the bed face first, unable to hold myself up any longer. My throat was sore from overuse, moaning with every single thrust.
    “Yeah.”
    Archer paused for a moment and then sighed.
    “Yeah fine.”
    The phone clicked as he ended the call and I heard a slight laugh as he pulled the hair from my face.
    “Bit worn out?”
    “You could say that.”
    He smiled but it was nowhere near as good as any of the previous. Clearly the phone call had something to do with it. Then he started to dress.
    So I figured that there were some guys that didn't hang around afterward and there were some that didn't know when to leave but within seconds of finishing sex wasn't exactly good practice. Especially when you lived across the road from the person.
    “I gotta go.” He huffed as he pulled on his boots. “Business stuff.”
    Uh-huh.
    “So is that guy code or biker code?”
    Archer looked at me, lifting his shirt from the floor.
    “Biker. I don't fuck and ditch Roxy.”
    “Can you please stop calling me that?”
    He leaned over with a grin, his lips pressing against mine as he whispered it again.
    “Bastard.” I said as I whacked him with the pillow.
    The pillow was pulled from my grip and tossed back to the bed as he laid beside me.
    “Lucky for you, your naked body is a distraction.”
    Fingertips skated over my stomach, trailing up to my breasts. He murmured appreciatively as he cupped the swell, his index finger washing over the erect nipple.
    “I'll be back for breakfast. I'm thinking that chocolate icing here, I'll lick you clean.”
    Leaning up on one arm, I wrapped the other around his neck and kissed him hard. His hand splayed out over my waist and moved over the small of my back, continuing to my backside.
    He pressed our hips together, I wanted to groan. He was ready to go again.
    “You make it very difficult for a man to leave, you know?”
    “But you have to, don't you?”
    Archer nodded, looking rather annoyed.
    “I thought you weren't in the club anymore.”
    “Just filling in for Wolf, it happens from time to time. His missus isn't well so he has to watch the kids.”
    Wolf looked a little too old to have children that were young enough that they couldn't be left alone. Then again, he could have a young wife.
    “Is she okay?”
    Archer shrugged one shoulder as he laid on his side, his gaze squarely on my breasts as his hand found a path to them again.
    “Cancer. Just had uh... what do you call it?”
    He gestured to my breasts.
    “Mastectomy.”
    “Yeah both of 'em. So he watches over the brats until their mother finishes her shift.”
    I frowned with confusion, lost in the dynamics of this family and Archers confusing statements. He chuckled and sat up from the bed, putting his phone in his pocket.
    “Wolf and Thumper look after the grand kids while their daughter works at the pub. The kids father buggered off a few years ago so she lives with her parents now.”
    He looked at his watch and leaned over to kiss me.
    “Got to go for real now, have to pick Leigh up from the pub. Wolf doesn't like her walking home in the dark.”
    “Can't say as I blame him.”
    I found my clothes and quickly dressed, following him out to the door.
    “Breakfast?” He asked as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
    “Sure.”
    With another kiss that left me wanting so many more, he was gone. I shut the door and bolted the locks, there was three of them in total. That was my father at his best, instilling fear into me and himself.
    As I wandered through the apartment turning off the lights I heard Archer start his motorcycle. In the darkness of the lounge room I watched him pull out of the driveway and drive up the road.
    I didn't want to be