Total pages in book: 13
Estimated words: 12207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 61(@200wpm)___ 49(@250wpm)___ 41(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 12207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 61(@200wpm)___ 49(@250wpm)___ 41(@300wpm)
“Who is she?” he finally says, his voice thick.
“New eyes in the sky,” I say.
“No fucking way,” he growls.
Chapter Eight
Vincent
Mac comes out of the office, and I push away from the pool table. She walks over, and I open my arms. She comes right into them.
I kiss the top of her head and ask her how it went.
“Way to go, Vincent,” Lucias says, coming out from the office behind her and offering me a high five.
I smile and give him one up top, and Savage does the same. Knox comes over and wraps his big arms around both me and MacKenzie.
“Get off me, Scribe, before I turn you into my soon-to-be sister-in-law.” Making me raise my eyebrows in question. Knox better not have the hots for my sister.
Knox drops his arms and straightens up, clearing his throat. “Okay. Yeah. I’ll see you guys later.” With that, he’s gone, hauling ass out of the clubhouse.
“What was that about?” I ask, letting go of Mac.
She smirks at me and shakes her head. “You’ll find out soon enough, Shield. Just let it go.”
My suspicions are up, but I decide to let it go. For now.
“You ready to go?” I ask.
“Get your cute ass on my bike.”
She throws the words over her shoulder as she walks out of the clubhouse. Smiling, I shake my head and follow her out.
The guys have long ago stopped giving me shit about riding bitch on the back of Mac’s bike. I’ve told them before, I don’t care where I ride, as long as I get to have my hands on my woman.
I walk out to her bike, throw my leg over, and scoot back, letting her get on in front of me. When she saddles up, we wave goodbye to the guys, and she takes us down the road.
I think she’s going to take us to the new house, but instead she goes down a side road, and we ride for a while. Sometimes she likes to take the chopper out for a few hours and just get lost with me. Mac needs the quiet, and I like that she takes me with her now, instead of going and doing it on her own.
We ride for about an hour, and just as the sun is going down, she pulls off onto a side road and takes us down to a lake. We’ve been out here before. I think someone in the club owns it or has family that does, but either way, I know it’s secluded and we won’t be disturbed.
Mac pulls her motorcycle to the side, and we’ve got a beautiful view of the sunset. She hops off, and I watch as she unbuttons her shorts and pushes them down her legs.
“What are you up to?” I ask, giving her a wicked smile.
“I need a ride, Shield. A long hard one.”
Leaning back on the bike, I reach down and unbuckle my belt and unzip my jeans. I watch as Mac puts her hands between her legs and starts rubbing as she climbs back on the bike. This time, she’s facing me. I pull my cock out, and it’s standing straight up, cum already beading at the tip. He’s always up when it comes to MacKenzie.
She moves, straddling my lap, putting her legs on either side of my hips, and moves her panties to the side. She slowly lowers herself down onto my cock and hisses at the tight fit. When she’s fully seated and I’m balls deep inside her tight cunt, I lean all the way back and moan at the feeling.
Mac still has her boots on, and she puts them on either side of the bike so she can fuck me how she wants. I keep a grip on her thighs as she rides me so she doesn’t fall off, but her motions are sure and strong, and she looks like a fucking goddess on top of me with the last of the sunlight streaming in behind her.
She needs this right now. She’s been struggling with the fact that she’s pregnant and the idea of juggling remaining who she is while becoming a mom. I can see the push and pull she’s been dealing with lately, and now that everyone knows, it’s a relief it’s out in the open. MacKenzie is used to being in charge of herself and what happens around her. A baby isn’t something she thought was possible, but her life has gone in a different direction, and now she has me, she can have anything she damn well wants.
Her pussy squeezes me, and she leans forward, rubbing her clit against my cock as she slides down. I look up and our eyes lock, her dark hair falling around her face.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”
“You’re not so bad yourself, pretty boy.”
I smile at her, and she moans, working her body down on me. I try to think about baseball to keep from cumming too soon, but then I remember fucking Mac on the couch while we watched the Royals play and that’s no good.