Page 28 of Priest’s Sunbeam (Renegade Souls MC: Next Generation #2)

Sebastian

The cab dropped them at his place, and he didn’t even think about unlocking the front door. He just tagged Sunny’s hand and walked her around the side of the house, which afforded him some privacy.

Her tongue latched around his, and she moaned instantly when he pinned her to the brick wall.

It was cold out, but going inside the house was too far away, and he didn’t want his girl to get sick, so he moved quickly, rucking her dress up to her waist, and he slipped his hand down into her panties.

Nibbling on Sunny’s lips, he told her. “You watched me come earlier, baby. Now it’s my turn. Are you wet for me?”

“I’m always wet for you.” She breathed. Though she was wearing fuck-me heels, she still had to reach up on her tiptoes to find his mouth again.

“Ah, fuck, you are,” He said, discovering it for himself when he moved her underwear to the side and pushed two knuckles into her dripping center. It fastened around his fingers so fucking tight he grunted into her mouth.

“Do you know what my favorite thing to do is?”

“Tell me,” she said, moving her hips to his hand, but she didn’t have to work for her orgasm, not tonight. He wanted to fuck it into her as fast as he could. But one night soon, he’d make his sweet girl work and beg and cry for her orgasms while he held them out of sight.

“I love watching you splinter apart for me.” His fingers drilled into her deeper, so sopping wet, he could hear as he entered her pussy.

“You come, and I know your whole body is feeling it. I wanna lock you in that moment so you don’t have peace ever again, just that spine-breaking pleasure I’m giving you. ”

She whined his name, and just like that, his girl fisted his shirt and came all over his hand while he breathed against her lips and felt every delicious shudder.

“There we go,” he eased, slowly stroking her down. “Just a little something to relax, my sweet girl.” He roamed his lips over Sunny’s forehead.

“I’m addicted to you. And I don’t mean that in a throwaway sentiment.

I’m addicted to being near you, your voice, heart, and the way your gaze follows me.

Being away from you is unbearable.” She shared, holding each side of his jaw.

“I don’t want to put too much pressure on you too soon or give you a case of a clingy, neurotic girlfriend, but I would die without you. ”

His world spun as he stood in place. Her words were paradise.

With his hand trapped between Sunny’s legs, the moment became perfect. Perfect anyway for a dirty biker who was enthusiastically obsessed with his old lady.

“Sunny, you’ve always been neurotic. I’m used to it,” he flashed her a grin. “And I’m no less fucking addicted to you. You’re gonna be my wife, aren’t you?”

“Seb…” she hummed.

“Be my wife,” he repeated, pressing kisses over her face.

“Let me be your husband. Wear my ring, sleep in our bed, make a life with me. I wanna go through every experience by your side. I wanna hold my wife’s hand every day and know I’m the reason for your smile.

I’m yours until I’m dust. It’s always been you and me, Sunny, in every way that means something. ”

“It has,” she replied, her voice sounding warm as she wrapped both arms around his shoulders. Seb used the momentum to lift her in his arms. She latched her legs around him, and he stalked to the front to switch off the house alarm.

Motion lights came on as he set her down on the kitchen island, keeping his body pressed tight to hers.

“I still need an answer.”

“You know my answer is yes. It’s always and will always be yes to being your wife.”

The ring came from his pants pocket, and Seb slipped it on Sunny’s finger. He loved seeing that surprised look cross over her flushed face as she stared down at her hand holding the diamond.

“Seb.” She got out, and then she was sobbing into his chest.

“These better be happy tears, Sunny, or you’re about to be engaged and spanked all in the same night.”

Her smile clearly showed they were happy tears when she raised her head. Seb brushed them away with his thumbs.

“Do you think everyone will be surprised?”

“I think no one will be surprised,” he replied. He made Sunny giggle as she stared at her ring again. “It’s beautiful, thank you.”

“Something else, Sunny…”

“Yeah?”

“We’re getting married in forty-eight hours. I’m not negotiating,” he growled against her warm cheek. “I’ve waited a lifetime to claim you.”

“I waited a lifetime,” she reminded him boldly, and his chest warmed.

“I don’t want a big wedding. Everything I need is right here in my arms. Two days is fine with me.

” Her ready agreement surprised him. Seb imagined forcibly waking Pastor Danny to officiate his wedding with Sunny while she was restrained in his arms.

But this was better.

He’d save those lunatic times for other days in their marriage. He was sure they’d have plenty.

“What are you thinking?” he asked sometime later.

“This place is very sparse. You’ve lived here for ages.”

“It’s got the basics.”

“Yeah, but it doesn’t have personality.” Coming up behind her, he curved both arms around Sunny’s chest, pressing his lips to her throat.

“It wasn’t mine to decorate.”

“What do you mean?”

“I bought it at auction two years ago. It was a mess, and I did most of the construction work myself. The boys pitched in. Even Tanner. But once it was finished, it was waiting for you to finish college, Sunny. To make it a home for us. You can do whatever you want with it.”

“Oh, my god! Really?”

“Whatever the fuck you want.”

“You didn’t get a color scheme, but you put in a custom hot tub.” She chuckled, reminding him.

“Because you told me you dreamed about a hot tub on the backyard decking so you could sit in it while it snowed.”

She whirled around in his arms, tears already pooling in her eyes, and Seb felt it in his gut. Sunny stroked her hands up his chest.

“You remembered that? I must have said it forever ago, but you did that for me?”

“Good husband, huh?” he smirked.

“The best.”

He’d never thought about being a husband until recent years. And now that’s all he wanted to be. To lock this woman down, to make her a Priest with his Property patch on her back. To be the man at her side. To belong to Sunshine.

Two days. He could have that much patience. He hoped .

It was later, and Sunny still wasn’t ready to sleep. She was being a teasing little brat, testing Seb’s threadbare control as she wriggled straddled on his lap.

They’d been talking for ages, sharing memories, and discussing their future. Sunny remembered what power she held over him because her smile was wicked as she nuzzled his mouth.

“What will it feel like when we make love, Seb?”

“Fucking epic.” He rasped, feeling the agony in his balls as he cupped her behind to stop her circling hips grinding down on his crotch.

She was testing him out. Seeing how far she could push.

It worked as another groan boiled up Seb’s throat, and he pressed his head back on the leather couch.

“Baby, you gotta take it easy on your man.” He warned, but his little brat only giggled; her face was beautiful, and her eyes were bright and teasing as she ran her nose alongside his.

“Will you show me, my Seb?” she asked, her voice hopeful. Like he could ever say no to this woman. She was going to run him ragged, trying to make her happy, and he couldn’t fucking wait for those moments. “While we have clothes on, will you show me how it will be when we can make love?”

There was a ringing in Seb’s ears, and the same clanging going on in his ball sack as arousal punched him from every angle until he felt winded.

Without thinking, he growled, picked up Sunny, and tossed her onto the couch cushions, where she instinctively spread her legs as he moved toward her.

Fixing himself in the place he wanted to be. Her softness cradled his hardness.

They looked at each other for what felt like an eternity, sharing the same breath back and forth. His Sunny looking excited and curious.

“Is this what you want? To feel how fucking feral I’ll turn the second I get between these soft thighs, sunbeam?

You want to experience how it’ll be when I work my aching cock into the tightest, wettest pussy?

And then, when I’m finally seated as far as I can push into you, you want to know how it’ll feel as I start to move inside you, and you feel every ridge of my hard cock as I drag out to the tip and then shove back in as you exhale? ”

“Yes…” she gasped. “What you said.” The flutter in her throat was exposed as her head went back, and she lifted her hips while Seb mimicked fucking her.

It was the best torture he’d ever experienced, and he couldn’t have stopped the show-and-tell if his life depended on it.

He was caught in Sunny’s trap. Happily .

On a downward dry thrust, pushing against Sunny’s covered pussy, she scraped her hands underneath his shirt and was now marking him with her nails. The pleasure was like a battering ram, and he groaned, lowering his head to stare into her eyes.

“You feel so good moving against me. I think I might…” she panted in his face, arching up as he shot his hips down.

“I’m going to…” She stopped mid-sentence again.

With only a bit of dry humping, his girl was ready to go off like a rocket.

Didn’t that make him feel a hundred feet tall to know he could make her feel good so quickly?

“You think it’s nice now? Wait until your fisting pussy is locked around my cock, making me work to drag it out and get back into all that sweet heaven. I’m gonna live right here, baby.” He moved harder between her spread thighs, his heart pumped.

Was she feeling it in her pulsing clit? Fuck , he wanted to forget his barely hanging on principles and rip the clothes off her and to fuck until they were weak.

“Yes, yes, more!” she cried. “Seb! Give it to me.”

He would give her everything in two long days.

Arching over her, Seb watched Sunny’s face as he talked her through a fuck simulation, seeing how she reacted to his dirty narration.

With one little gasp, her cheeks all lovely and flushed, he felt her nails dig into his waist as she trembled underneath him while he worked his thrusts.

His girl came on with a gasp of his name, and nothing had ever sounded sweeter before as he collapsed between her legs, heaving in breath like the cartel had chased him.

Sunny’s arms and legs latched around him; bliss was nothing compared to this, and he drowned in her.

“I can’t wait,” she said, her breath leveling against his neck. When he lifted his desire-heavy head, her eyes were full of love, and he smirked.

“My girl likes dry humping.”

“ Sebastian ,” she chastised, whacking his shoulder with her little fist.

She was staying the night at his place. It could be dangerous since he could barely keep his hands off her, but the idea of them being apart was agony, so he’d deal.

Hauling his ass up, Seb lifted Sunny into his arms, striding for the long hallway that led to the three bedrooms. His room was the only one with a bed; the rest were empty spaces waiting for Sunny’s creative expression.

“Shower and bed,” he gruffed as she snuggled her head on his shoulder.

“Just pour me into bed. I’m too tired to stand up. I’ll shower in the morning,” she yawned.

“Fine, but I’m showering. You made me make a mess.”

She tiredly blinked. “What do you mean?”

In his room, he elbowed on a light and scraped his teeth on her exposed neck. “You made me come in my pants, little maniac.”

The sound of Sunny’s giggle had Seb grinning before he left her in bed so he could clean up.