Edge Of Fear (Arrow's Edge MC Book 4) by Freya Barker (best love novels of all time .TXT) 📗

“Tse…I’m working,” she reminds me, peering over my shoulder to see if anyone’s coming.

“Wasn’t Mack supposed to close?”

That’s the reason no one could’ve convinced me to stay at the clubhouse tonight. The few times I followed her home this week, we didn’t get much further than a little petting before she’d start yawning. But tonight she was going to take off early and tomorrow I’m helping her move her shit to the new place. I have a few ideas how I want to spend the time between.

“He is, but I still have some work to do.”

“How much longer?”

“I’m off tomorrow so I have to finish payroll tonight or no one will get paid.”

“How long?” I push.

She shakes her head and grins, giving my chest a little pat before she steps out of my hold and returns to her seat behind the desk.

“Longer if you stand here distracting me.” She waves a dismissive hand at me as she drops her gaze to the computer screen. “Go have a drink at the bar, and get Mack to order you something from the kitchen.” A little tease of a smile appears on her lips. “You’re gonna need the extra fuel.”

I can still hear her soft laugh when I take a seat at the bar.

“What can I get you?”

“Beer and brisket.”

CHAPTER 12

Sophia

“GET THERE, BABY.”

His fingers dig into my ass as he surges up.

I hold myself up with my hands planted flat on his chest, while I grind down on him. His cock fills me completely and I roll my hips to create a delicious friction. He shifts one of his hands, reaches down where our bodies are joined, and puts firm pressure on my clit.

That’s all it takes for me to fly apart with my head thrown back and my mouth open, gasping for air. The next moment I find myself on my back, Tse pistoning inside me while I’m still riding the convulsions of my climax.

His, “Fuck, yeah,” is followed by a long, deep groan, as he burrows his face in my neck and his body bucks with his release.

I’m not sure how long we lie like that, skin slick with our early morning exertions, trying to catch our breath. I welcome the weight of his body on mine as my fingers drift up and down his back and firm ass. At some point I wonder if he’s fallen back asleep when he mumbles against my skin.

“Never thought I’d say this, but I think you wore me out. I can’t move.”

His soft chuckle vibrates through my body and a satisfied smile forms on my lips.

We hadn’t wasted any time last night. The instant the door to my apartment closed behind us, he had my shirt off and was working my pants down.

I had my first orgasm of the night still in the hallway, with my back pressed against the front door, a leg hooked over his shoulder, and his mouth creating magic. From there we hit the couch, the shower, and finally rolled exhausted into bed, where I was the first one to wake up this morning.

I’d fallen asleep like I had last weekend at the cabin, with Tse’s big body curved around mine, but when I woke up, he was on his stomach beside me. His arm was tucked under his pillow and the covers were riding low on his hips. The full expanse of the impressive tattoo on his back was on display and I couldn’t resist examining it closer.

At the center was a Native depiction of the thunderbird reaching from shoulder to shoulder. Underneath its wings were a compass, a feather, an arrow, and a broken chain, all blended together into one large intricate piece.

I swung my leg over his hips to straddle him and traced every outline with the tips of my fingers. His body had gone rigid under my touch and I pressed my lips between his shoulder blades. That’s when he’d suddenly rolled over, his sleepy eyes dark with heat as he lifted me on his growing erection.

Sucking in a sharp breath I try to move Tse off me.

“I have to get up.”

He must hear the urgency in my voice because he immediately rolls off, his expression questioning.

“What’s wrong?” he asks, but I’m already out of bed, rushing for the bathroom.

I’m sure he’ll clue in when he sees the wet spot on the sheets.

Sinking down on the toilet I slap my hands over my face. How could I have been so stupid?

I relieve myself quickly, flush, and reach for the shower, turning the water on. Battling back the panic constricting my chest, I pull open the medicine cabinet, grabbing the round container of contraceptive pills. I just had my prescription renewed last weekend after letting it lapse a few months ago. So much had been going on in my life I hadn’t been too careful. Then with the move to Durango, and the busy weeks after, it hadn’t been at the top of my list until I was faced with a weekend away on the back of Tse’s bike. Even though I hadn’t planned on having sex with him then, I figured the time would come sooner than later and aside from expecting to use a condom, I also wanted the extra protection.

Six pills are gone from the pack.

“Fee?” I hear his voice outside the door, followed by a soft knock.

Ignoring it, I get under the shower, cursing the fact the bathroom door doesn’t have a lock when it opens and Tse stands there in all his naked glory.

He glances at the pill container I left on the vanity before his eyes come to me. Not sure what to say, I turn my back and grab the bottle of shampoo.

Behind me the shower curtain opens and he steps in, his large body taking up a lot of space in the moderately sized shower. Reaching around me he takes the bottle from my hands and the next thing I know his fingers are massaging the shampoo