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Hardy didn’t stop and made his way toward their shared bedroom. In the distance he heard Baker cursing as he locked their main door. Pushing the bedroom door close, he placed Rose on the bed, and stood back.

She climbed off the bed and began to remove her clothes as he tugged his off. He didn’t break eye contact with her.

“I need you, Hardy.”

He almost came just at the sight of her wriggling her body. She’d filled out, and her hard edges had become soft.

“I’ve changed,” she said.

“I don’t have a problem, babe. I love the way you look now.”

He closed the distance between them, wrapping his arm around her waist, and pulling her toward him. Pressing his face against her neck, he breathed her in. She was so soft, and he ran his hands up and down her body.

Sinking his fingers into her hair, he tilted her head back, and slammed his lips against hers. Plunging his tongue into her mouth, he melded with her.

Rose lifted her leg, and he gripped her thigh bringing her against him. It had been too long since he’d held her so close.

“I’m going to make love you tonight, Rose.”

“Yes, I want that. Please, I want you to make love to me.”

She whimpered as he made kisses against her neck, moving down to the tips of her breasts. He took one of her nipples into his mouth, feasting on the beauty before him.

Biting onto her nipple, he sucked her in tightly, sawing the bud between his teeth.

She cried out, gripping his shoulders even tighter.

“You’re so responsive to me.”

He ran his hand up her thigh, cupping her full ass. Tonight wasn’t going to be about him. It was going to be entirely about her.

Dropping her to the bed, he held his weight over her. Kissing from her lips, he moved down to take each of her nipples into his mouth. He didn’t touch her with his hands, only his lips and tongue. After sliding his tongue across her distended nipple, he sucked the tip before gliding his tongue across her body to take her other nipple into his mouth. Down he went, sliding his tongue down her body, slipping it into her belly button before going down to her pussy. He opened her thighs, giving him much better access to her cunt.

Opening the lips of her sex, he stared down at her beautiful cunt, and his mouth watered.

Sucking her clit into his mouth, he moaned at the taste of her.

“You taste so damn good,”

he said, slipping his tongue down to plunder her cunt.

Rose cried out, and when he looked up, he saw she was clawing at the bedding beneath her.

“You’re so beautiful, baby. I can’t wait to see how you look swollen with my kid.”

“Yes,”

she said, agreeing with him.

He slid two fingers inside her pussy watching as he fingered her clit. Her pussy tightened around his fingers, and he groaned at the tightness of her.

“It has been too long since I’ve been inside you.”

Only a month had passed since he’d been within her, but that was too long for Hardy.

“I can’t take much more.”

Closing the distance between them, he sucked her clit back into his mouth, flicking his tongue backwards and forward, going around and around, sucking her clit deep into his mouth.

“I can’t take much more. I’m going to come,” she said.

Her fingers sank into his hair, and Hardy slowly pumped in and out of her pussy, relishing her squeals as he took her over the edge. He didn’t stop even as she came down from her orgasm. Hardy kept her at the peak, and kept licking and sucking. He wasn’t going to give her the chance to pull away from him.

“Please, please, please,”

she said, begging him over and over again.

Bringing her to a second orgasm, Hardy licked her excess cream before climbing on the bed. He took her hand within his, locking their fingers together. Staring into her eyes, he found her heat and slid inside. She groaned, arching up.

Her warm wet pussy surrounded his cock, and Hardy closed his eyes for a second to bask in the feel of her around him.

“I love you, Rose.”

She nodded, and when she went to say the words, he silenced her with a kiss. Hardy didn’t need her to say the words to him. He loved her without needing her saying the same.

Slowly, he pumped inside her, taking things to new heights of intensity.

“You feel so good,”

Rose said.

He lifted away from her body, and stared down at his wet cock that was covered with her cum.

“This is the best feeling in the world, baby. Being inside you, having you beneath me, this is what I want more than anything. I’ve got to have you, and I don’t want it to ever stop.”

He cried out as he slammed inside her, pressing his face against her neck.

Letting go of her hands, he wrapped his arms around her neck, holding her close. Rose scored his back with her nails, and he growled at the slight pain.

Going deeper, he knew it wasn’t going to be long before he found his release. Pulling away once again, he stared into her eyes, and watched her as he found his own completion. Rose moaned but didn’t come again. Guilt hit him as this was supposed to be about her, and not him.

When it was finished, he remained inside her but made sure most of his weight was off her. Rose turned her head, smiling at him.

“You held back from me,”

she said, cupping his cheek.

“I made love to you. I wanted you to come along with me.”

He held onto her hand, staring into her eyes.

“You don’t need to treat me like a china doll. I’m not going to break.”

Hardy stared into her eyes. “We’ve never done this, sat and talked.”

“We’re not exactly sitting.”

“You know what I mean.”

“I know. It’s just hard at times. I don’t know what to say to you, and you confuse me all the time,” she said.

“I’m about to tell you something, and I don’t want you to get angry.”

“I won’t.”

“You kept diaries, and I found them in the loft.”

Rose smiled. “You’ve been reading them,” she said.

“You knew?”

“I went to the loft the other day looking for them, and saw the box had been moved. When I asked Baker or Fighter, they hadn’t touched them. I knew it was you. This is what I’ve gotten for you reading my diaries?”

“You’re not pissed?” he asked.

“At first I was. I was so damn angry that you’d invaded my privacy, and then I couldn’t care about it. What I wrote in those books was because I couldn’t tell you about it.”

“It made me understand you in ways I didn’t think were possible. It gave me an insight into who you are.”

“Then I’m glad, even if it is scary to know that you’ve been part of my worst thoughts.”

“I never thought you were bad,” he said.

“Even when I wanted that woman dead?”

“Even then. I got you. I understand what you meant, and the pain you were feeling. It made me realize how much shit you were trying to handle all at the same time. I just want to tell you, baby, it didn’t. I wanted you. Only you. I love you, not anyone else.”

Rose licked her lips, and glanced down, looking at his chest.

“She could give you everything.”

“She wasn’t you. I don’t give a fuck what she could give me, Rose. I only ever loved you. When it happened, and I was doing what I did, I was screaming at myself to stop.”

Hardy gritted his teeth as a sudden wave of sadness gripped him. “I didn’t know what I was doing or even thinking. It was all a blur, and even as I was messing up, all I could think about was your face. We’d been coming apart, and I remember you kept asking for shit, and not even stuff like a new kitchen. You were asking for dates, for time, for everything, and I was so used to bitches just being there without any of that shit that I knew I was failing you.”

He chuckled.

“Failing me?”

“You weren’t just happy with me putting my ring on your finger, and taking my cock.

For a long time all I’d ever had to do was crook my finger and women did as they were told, and I loved it.

You, I loved more than anything.

I loved you with all my heart, and my head was screwing with me.

I panicked because you were asking for stuff I didn’t even know if I could give you.

Suddenly, I wasn’t this big badass biker who could do what he wanted, and my woman would just fall in line.

I was someone else, someone who couldn’t give you everything, and make sure you were smiling.

I was this asshole biker, who’d seen you at a party and snapped you up.

There were men out there that would take you away from me, give you the dinners, the dates, and the life that you’ve been craving, because I didn’t have it in me to give it to you.”

“What changed?”

“I suddenly realized I don’t have to wait for the moment for you to leave me for better. You’d already left me, and I was the same guy who was just broken inside. My woman didn’t want me, but the club still had me. There were still bitches there, and none of them were you.”

Hardy stroked his thumb over her cheek, going down to run the tip against her lips. “Then it was like a message or something to me, and I watched the brothers with their women, and I knew that the only person stopping me from giving you exactly what you wanted, was me. I’m the one who could give you whatever the hell you want, no one else.”

“This is why you took me to a fancy place instead of burgers.”

“Yes. I have to concede defeat. The food was pretty awesome, deliciously so.”

She giggled and pressed a kiss to his lips. “Does this mean I’ve got a lot more to look forward to?”

“You’re going to be in for a couple of surprises along the way. Think of everything you’ve ever wanted, and just wait for me to get to it. I’ve got a lot of ground to cover, and that’s exactly what I’m going to do.”

He pressed his nose against hers, and smiled. “We’ve never done this before. We need to do this more often.”

“Make love?”

“Talk. I love your voice, and I want to hear it more often.”

“It will be up to you as to whether I can get a word in,”

she said, laughing.

“After that you’re going to be so fed up of talking you’ll be begging for me to talk.”

He pulled out of her pussy, and gathered her up in his arms.

“Hardy, what are you doing?”

“We’re going to have a wash. It has been a long day, and I know how much you hate sleeping after we’ve been out without a wash.”

He carried her through to their bathroom, and with her in his arms, Hardy knew he could face anything, and not crumble.

The only woman who he had ever loved was in his arms, and he was more determined than ever to make sure she was going to stay.