Bikers and Tinsel
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“Janine?” My mother calls, knocking on the door. “Are you in there?”
Shit.
Shit.
“Answer her, baby,” Muff whispers, swiping his tongue up my flesh.
“Um,” I croak. “Yes.”
“Why is the door locked?”
God.
Muff bites my clit.
“I...oh...” I swallow. “I needed to get ch...ch...changed.”
“Are you ill?”
I wish.
“No, I just spilt some—” Muff bites my clit, and I bite my lip. I take a deep breath and finish my sentence. “—I spilt some cranberry juice on my dress.”
“Oh, well, where’s Brian?”
I bite my tongue to stop a groan as Muff slides his fingers inside my damp pussy.
“Um, I don’t know,” I cry out loudly.
“I need him to help me move some wood.”
“A...a...ask Cade.”
She’s silent a minute. Oh God, I want to come so bad.
“Okay, I’ll go and ask Cade.”
I hear her footsteps disappear, and I arch again, feeling my body explode beneath Muff’s mouth. I shove a hand over my mouth as I shake with each burst of pleasure shooting up my spine. Muff sucks and licks me until every shudder is gone, then he slowly moves up my body, jerking his jeans down as he goes. He positions himself between my legs and grips my thighs, pulling me down and putting my legs around his hips.
Then he’s inside me, deep and hard.
“So fuckin’ sweet.”
He slides out, groaning, and then plunges back in. Fuck. Oh, fuck.
“M...M...Muff,” I rasp.
“Hang on for me, Jaybird,” he growls.
His hips work harder, faster, and his eyes become lusty. I watch his jaw flex and pull as he tilts his hips, driving home. I shudder and reach up, gripping his shoulders. He lifts me off the machine and turns, pressing me against the wall. He tangles one hand in my hair while the other grips my ass, using it to drive his thrusts. He fucks me harder and harder until I’m coming around him, teeth sinking into the flesh on his chest.
“Fuck, fuck, aw,” he hisses, and I feel him coming inside me with deep hard bursts.
I keep my teeth in his flesh until we both stop shuddering, and then slowly I remove my mouth, dropping my head onto his shoulder and exhaling loudly. Muff runs a hand through my tangled locks.
“Best fuck-me hair ever.” He chuckles hoarsely.
“You’re an ass.” I giggle, unhooking my legs, and letting my dress drop. “I have to change my dress now, and that sucks, I like this dress.”
He grins, stepping forward and flicking my nose. “I like that dress, too. It looks nice with my come all over it.”
I gape and look down, sure enough there’s evidence of our moment together. I groan loudly, and pull it off, turning and washing it in the sink. “I’ll get you for that, Muff.”
He slaps my backside. “Am I going out the backdoor?”
“Rebel.”
“Am so.”
I spin, giving him a grin. “Make sure you’re quiet about it, yeah?”
He winks at me. “Always, lover.”
I laugh softly as he ducks out the laundry door and disappears. I find myself a new outfit, thankful that there are some clean clothes in here, and I head back to the living room. As soon as I walk out, Spike walks over, slapping me on the back. “You think we don’t know what you two just did in there? Fuckin’ walls rocked.”
I flush. “Oh my God.”
“Don’t worry, J. No one else heard.” He grins, winking at me, before turning and walking off.
Bloody bikers.
I love them.
~*~*~*~
Janine
“The bell doesn’t go there,” Addison says from the couch, slapping Cade on the ass when he reaches up once more and tries to put the bell on the tree.
He groans, and drops his head back with a sigh. “Fuck me, woman, where does it go?”
Addison crosses her arms and pouts. “It goes right at the top.”
“Thought the star was meant to go at the top.” Cade grins, looking over his shoulder at her. He’s winding her up; it’s cute.
“Our tree is different, just like us. It has to go on the top.”
He rolls his eyes and places it on the top of the tree. Danny comes tearing into their cabin, running right into the tree because he’s being chased by Ebony. Bells go flying everywhere, and Addison pouts as her bell goes toppling off the tree and rolling across the room. I guess that bell just wasn’t meant to be there.
“Ah shit, Danny boy.” Cade grins, leaning down and scooping him up. “You’re gonna knock Aunt Addi’s precious tree down.”
“Asshole,” Addi mutters.
Jackson and Serenity walk into the room then, followed by my mother and Muff. They’re all carrying food. Ciara skips in a moment later, holding Ava.
“There’s my baby sister,” Addison says, reaching out. “Gimme.”
Ciara hugs Ava close. “Nuh-uh, she’s mine.”
“Now, ladies.” Jackson grins. “Sharing is caring. Though I think Addi gets dibs, being the big sister and all...”
“Eat a di...” Ciara begins, but Spike comes into the room, giving her a warning look.
“Careful, Tomcat, kids around.”
Ciara rolls her eyes. “Oh, and you can talk, Biker of the Year.”
Spike laughs and walks over, scooping Ava from her arms. “You like Uncle Spike the best, hey baby girl?”