Free Wayward Temptation (Wayward Saints MC Book 6) by K. Renee Page B

can even stop her, she pulls away, and all but grabs me, leading me into this tree that has part of the stump missing. You can fucking walk through the damn thing, no joke. She pushes me against the tree, and sinks down to her knees, without me even saying a word.  
    Her small hands slip into my jeans, and I suck in a breath at the coldness of her hands. She undoes my jeans quickly, and slides them down enough to pull my dick out. I watch as she licks her lips, before taking me into her mouth.  
    She works me up quickly, and her fingers dig into my ass, as she bobs her head up and down my shaft. Tangling my fingers in her hair, I change the pace from fast to slow, and stop myself from coming before I’m ready. I love the feeling of her lips wrapped around me, and I want to prolong the feeling for as long as I can.
    “Fuck Darlin’,” I groan, when she swirls her tongue along my tip. She massages my balls, and runs her finger nails down my shaft, causing me to come instantly.  
    I moan, and thrust my hips into her mouth roughly, as I ride out my orgasm. She takes it like a champ. Not once does she complain, as I gag her, and grip her hair roughly.  
    She sucks me clean, before she slowly pulls my dick out of her mouth. When she bites her lip, I grab her face, and lean down to claim her mouth. Fuck, every fucking day with her, makes me crave her more than the day before. When it’s time for me to leave, I’m not sure I’ll be able to leave her. Hell, I’m not even sure I want to leave her here anymore.  
    I think I am finally starting to understand what the fuck my brothers were talking about when they say they fell for their ole’ ladies.  
    I’m going to be fucking screwed. I’m never going to hear the fucking end of it from them either, when they find this shit out. Looking down into Sailor’s eyes, I’m right where I want to be. Now the only trick is not fucking this shit up, and getting her out of the mob’s sights.  

Chapter Fourteen

    As soon as we got back from Tahoe, Raef went straight into a meeting at the clubhouse. Instead of hanging around the clubhouse, I made my way back into the room to hide out. I still don’t know how everything is going to play out between Raef and me, but I feel like maybe I’m not so crazy when it comes to me having feelings about him. I think he’s starting to have them for me too – well, I at least hope he does.
    Grabbing my phone, I play a few games, and wait for him to come back. After a few hours, I get bored, and go looking for some paper and a pen. For the rest of the evening, I write a story about myself. I detail out my life, and all the shitty hands we were dealt growing up. I spend hours detailing out my dream life, and everything that I hoped I would have by now. I even start to write about my relationship with Striker.  
    I’m no author, but when I get to the point of when I lost my virginity, I have to stop. I remember the way it happened, and how I felt about everything. I was too young to do it, and I sure as hell wasn’t ready for that type of intimacy with anyone.
    When Butch and Striker found out, they beat the living crap out of the guy, and I never saw him again. Looking down at the pages I wrote so far, I’m actually surprised with how much I got out.  
    The door opens, and I see Raef walking into the room. I can’t help but smile at him. “Hey,” I greet.  
    “Hey Darlin’”, he drawls, stalking towards me. He tackles me into the bed, and he kisses my neck. When he rolls over onto his back, he’s careful not to hit his head on anything. “What are you doing?” A small grin appears on his face, and he grabs the pages that are now scattered on the bed.  
    He grabs one, and starts to read it. Trying to grab it out of his hand, I end up falling on top of him. “No,” I squeal. He wraps his arm around me, and pulls me to him. I can’t reach for the paper anymore, as he continues to read.  
    Burying my face into his chest, I