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compound?”
     “Yeah.
But it's also where I manage all club businesses from. Never fuckin' thought
I'd spend most my life on a phone or computer doin' that kinda shit. The only
good part about it is that I've got many members to fall back on when I don't
want'a deal with the crap. That's when I get to take off on my Harley, whenever
I fuckin' please.”
     “Okay.”
I nodded. “So, nothing untoward happens over there? Like...um, those friends
and their hookers rocking up?”
     “Babe,
none of us have to pay for pussy. And yeah, we fuckin' party hard, but that's
it. My life is clean, kitten. If it wasn't, I wouldn't have involved you in
it.” With one quick movement, he was on top of me, studying my face for
something. “You're too good for that kinda shit.”
     I
blushed and nodded; my arms encircled his waist. “Do—” I stopped when he spread
my legs with his knees. “Uh, do...do you think that you and Vi could make up?”
     He
kissed my neck. “Maybe one day,” he said, and then his eyes met mine. “You
surprise me, kitten. I like that about you. I tell you I was involved in shit
and you take it in stride, thinking nothing of it.”
     I
smiled at him. “Everyone has had shit in their lives, Talon. What makes a
person is if they can climb out of it before it hurts more people, and I
believe you have. You've also succeeded at it.”
     He
closed his eyes and rested his forehead against mine. “I gotta have a bit of
you, babe. I can't fuckin' wait. You gotta be quiet, kitten. All right?”
     Shit a doodle duck . Was I all right
with him having a bit of me? What did he mean by a bit of me? I didn't
know, but my body did, because my head nodded without my brain’s
acknowledgment.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

T alon grinned wickedly at me. He kissed me hard, but all too soon,
his lips left mine. I was about to complain when I felt them at my neck. I
arched to give him better access. Licks, bites, and kisses he delivered upon my
neck, and then slowly he moved to my collarbone. I let out a moan; he shushed
me but I felt his grin on my skin.
     I
was feeling overwhelmed, like I was being touched for the first time. Maybe I
had become a born-again virgin.
     As
his lips played, his hands roamed from my hips to up under my t-shirt to my
magic nipples and ultra-sensitive breasts. He tugged my tee up further; my
slutty arms raised on their own and he threw my t-shirt to the floor.
     Finally,
he moved lower; I had been just about ready to strum my fingers on the bed
while waiting for his mouth to be upon my breasts. Now I didn't have to. Only
he wasn't there long enough and went to move on but I wasn’t ready for that
yet, I pulled him by his hair and positioned his mouth back where I wanted it.
He chuckled and bit down on my magic nipple, causing a moan to escape.
     “Quiet,
kitten,” he growled.
     “Seriously?”
How was that even possible with a lover like him? I glared down at him as he
stared back with his teeth clamped around my nipple. He bit; I shoved my fist
in my mouth, smothering my moan.
     Jesus, if he doesn't get a move on I'm going to combust.
     “Talon.
Honey. If you don't get a move on, I'll come on my own.”
     He
stopped his attention to my stomach and hips, and looked up smiling. “So
eager.”
     “Well,
when it’s been six years—”
     I
didn't get to finish what I was going to rant about. He hissed, my shorts and
underwear disappeared, and his mouth was feasting upon the most vital (right
now, anyway) part of my body.
     The
shock of the invasion caused me to cry out. It wasn't long before his lips and
tongue brought me to a climax.
     “Fuck.
You taste un-fuckin'-real.”
     Oh. My. God. I was mortified that I'd
lasted seconds. I covered my eyes with my arm; I knew my face was burning
bright red. Talon settled between my legs; his arms folded across my hips and I
knew his head was rested on those arms, watching and waiting for me while my
body and breath recovered, along