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CHAPTER 36

Billie

D aryl and Warrant kept me and Ricochet entertained last night and today with stories of Toxic from when he was younger. I had a lot of ammunition to keep Toxic on his toes and I was looking forward to teasing him. I also just wanted him to be home. I was used to his rough hands chasing me down at night and I missed being orgasmed to sleep.

It was getting close to dinner time, and I was grilling steaks on the porch when Toxic pulled up in one of the trucks he called a cage ride. Shutting the lid to the grill, I ran up to him and tossed myself into his arms.

“Hey,” he said, squeezing me close. “You okay?”

“I’m fine,” I said. “I was just worried.”

He grinned down at me. “No need to be worried, Lightning.”

“Dinner’s almost ready,” I said, stepping back, feeling a bit self-conscious. We were still pretty new and I was still finding my footing around him.

He reached out and yanked me back into his arms. “I’m not done being welcomed home.”

“Oh, really?” I teased.

He lowered his head and kissed me. We were lost in each other, when a voice cut through the dizzying response I had to him and his kisses.

“If those steaks burn ‘cause you’re out here canoodling, I’m going to be pissed. Only thing worse than burnt meat is when it’s overdone,” Daryl muttered, clomping over to the grill and turning the steaks.

“Sorry, Pops,” Toxic chuckled.

They locked gazes. “Everything good?”

“Yeah, it is,” Toxic replied.

“Good.” And with that he went inside and left us to finish what we started.

“Wouldn’t burnt meat be overdone?” I asked.

“Don’t try to understand him. You never will.” Toxic wrapped an arm around me and led me into the house. “Have a seat, I’ll get the steaks.”

“I was making dinner,” I pointed out.

“Wouldn’t let us do it,” Daryl grumbled.

“She’s stubborn,” Toxic told him.

Warrant laughed into his beer while Ricochet stepped out onto the porch to speak with Toxic. By the time Toxic came back in, Ricochet had taken off.

“Wanted to get home to Jordan,” Toxic said by way of explanation.

No one spoke about Phoenix. It wasn’t any of our business, though I was hoping to hear a little about it later. That was one of the things the old ladies had let me know. There was only so much the club would tell us about, or let us be involved in. That was fine by me. I was a rancher, not a biker. And though I knew how to use a gun, I wasn’t a trained soldier. All I really cared about was that he was safe.

I was happy enough to be able to provide my family with fresh, healthy meat. And now my family had just gotten a whole lot bigger. I owed these guys and I planned to gift them with steaks until the end of our lives.

“I’ve got the dishes,” Warrant told us.

“You sticking around?” Toxic asked. “You’re welcome to stay as long as you want.”

“I should get back home. Check in with Cypher.”

Warrant had mentioned earlier that he was the Sergeant at Arms for his MC. I’d have to ask Toxic what that meant, but it sounded important.

“I’ll take off in the morning,” Warrant added.

“Alright,” Toxic said, wrapping an arm around my shoulder and leading me outside.

It was late. I’d waited until Toxic’s text, letting me know he was heading back, to start dinner. Normally, dinner was on the table at five p.m. The sun had set a couple hours ago and it was dark outside. We strolled toward the barn, but I didn’t ask what we were doing.

Every nerve in my body was attuned to him and I knew exactly what we were about to do, though I didn’t know where. With Daryl sleeping in Gramps’s room and Warrant crashing in the bunkhouse, we hadn’t had sex in days.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

“Been thinking about fucking you while you were draped over that fence of yours since we first met.”

My jaw dropped at his words. “Oh my God, Toxic!”

“What?” he asked, looking amused.

“You can’t say stuff like that,” I hissed at him even though there was nothing but us and animals out here.

“Why not?” he asked, backing me up until I hit the fence in question.

He kissed me before I had the chance to answer.

I groaned as his tongue swept into my mouth, trying to get closer to his powerful body. His hand grabbed my hip, sliding up under my t-shirt as he kissed me deeper.

When he finally pulled back I was a little dizzy from the pleasure that was racing through me. “Come with me,” he growled, and grabbed me by the arm before dragging me behind the barn.

I laughed, content to follow after him, even though he was dragging me more than anything. As soon as he stopped, I was shoving at his cut.

He shrugged it off then laid it over the fence while I ripped his t-shirt upward. He grabbed it and tugged it off. “Someone's impatient.”

“You left me,” I said. “I have to make sure you always have an incentive to come back home.” Dropping to my knees, I unzipped his jeans, reached into his boxers and wrapped my hand around his dick.

He groaned, his head tipping forward so he could watch what I was doing. “You’re all the incentive I need. But I’m not going to stop you,” he added when I met his gaze.

“Good.” I swiped my tongue across the head, tasting the pre-cum that had leaked there. He made a growling sound, and when I looked up his jaw was tight and his hands were fisted. “I’ve missed you so much, Toxic,” I breathed against the head of his dick. It didn’t matter that he’d only been gone about twenty-four hours, it was the truth. I’d gotten used to him being here all the time. “I was worried about you.” I licked up his shaft as I worked my hand.

“Billie.” His voice was low. Husky. “I promise, I’ll always come back to you.”

“I know.” But it warmed my chest to hear him say it. I took him into my mouth as deeply as I could.

I loved the sounds he made. All rumbles and growls and grunts of pleasure. There was something incredibly sexy about knowing you were pleasing your man. About being able to do things with him that you couldn’t do with anyone else. About sharing that special intimacy.

His hand sank into my hair and he began thrusting in and out of my mouth, groaning as he watched his dick sliding through my lips. “Fuck,” he said, his chest heaving as though he’d run a mile. “You feel too fucking good, Sweet Girl.”

I made a noise of acknowledgment, then yelped when he yanked me away from him and shoved me toward the fence. He bent me over it and I heard the jingling of his belt. He must be shoving his pants down a bit more. Then his fingers were on the zipper of my own jeans. He made an inpatient sound then pulled them down, taking my panties with them.

Groaning when I felt him shifting behind me, I said, “I’m ready. You don’t need to-” I broke off with a gasp as he began eating me out from behind. I didn’t even want to think about the fact that his face was basically shoved into my ass at this angle.

Besides, he seemed to have a preoccupation with it anyway. He was always squeezing and smacking it. Not to mention the biting. I had a dark bruise on my left cheek from where he’d bitten it hard a few days ago.

I tipped my head back, grasping onto the fence to keep myself steady while he feasted. “Yes, yes, yes,” I panted as his tongue stroked over my clit in circles.

“I never do anything I don’t want to,” he growled against my flesh. “I want you to come before I fuck you.”

He dove back in and my eyes fluttered closed. That wasn’t a problem for me. He was very giving in the bedroom, or in this case, fence rail. My eyes opened and I looked around. Eyes flashed in the darkness and I knew the llamas were coming to check out the commotion. I just hoped they weren't going to come get in my face while I was being fucked. That would be a bit too close for comfort. But they were a curious animal so I wasn't surprised when they appeared out of the darkness. I waved a hand at them. “Go away.”

Toxic chuckled, making me moan at the vibrations. “Focus, Billie.”

“Easy for you to say,” I muttered. “Maribelle! Go away!” I waved my hand in her face to get the curious animal to finally leave. “Oh…” My head dropped as Toxic slid a finger inside my body.

His fingers were thick and strong, just like his cock. And he knew exactly how to get me going. “This is such a tight little cunt, Billie. It’s sucking me in.”

He began thrusting his finger, his thumb stroking over my clit as his tongue swiped along my lips, cleaning up my wetness as he went. He began murmuring to me, which made me even hotter. There was something about his dirty talk that turned me on. It didn’t seem to matter what he said, I loved it.

He slid another finger inside me and I whimpered. “I love that sound,” he said, groaning a little. He was relentless as his mouth moved over me, as his fingers fucked me, as his thumb stroked over my clit.

Before long he had me seeing stars in the darkness as my orgasm crashed over me.

“You taste like heaven, Billie,” Toxic growled. His fingers were still inside me. “I need you. Right. Now.”

My legs were shaking as I tried to stay standing as my body went haywire. He always made me feel so damn good.

He kicked the inside of my foot, forcing me to spread my legs for him. We were out here with only my barn in between us and the house, but I just didn’t care. I needed him just as badly.

His dick pressed against my entrance and he ran his hands down my back, his touch tender, loving, while his dick nudged impatiently, waiting to fill me. I looked over my shoulder at him, my gaze connecting with his as he drove forward, filling me up completely in one long thrust.

We both groaned together at the sensation. We’d been waiting for this for days and we couldn’t have been more thankful to get our fill. I rocked back into him, our movements picking up as I adjusted to him inside me. My body always felt so stretched as he fucked me. It felt as if I couldn’t take anymore. But I always took anything he gave. And I never minded it.

My toes curled in my boots and I clung to the fence as he started to pound into me from behind, his hips slamming into my ass.

He ran his hand up my spine to grip my neck, tilting it back, so I looked up at the night sky, the stars above us, as he fucked me into oblivion.

“I’m so close,” I whimpered. I shouldn’t be. He just made me come, but I was ready again, craving it.

“Yes.” His thrusts became even more powerful, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.

I gripped the wood as he hit just the right spot. Then he was gripping my neck harder. It hurt, but I liked it. A lot. He gave me just what I needed and I exploded, screaming his name as I did, my body tingling, toes curled in my boots.

Toxic’s roaring as he came had me shivering with need even though I was exhausted. His cock throbbed inside me and I felt every drop of his come.

Slumping onto the fence, I let my body shiver its way through the bliss. I was vaguely aware that his hands had dropped to my hips and he was helping to hold me up. My legs were like jelly. But I forced my knees to lock so that we could start cleaning ourselves up and straightening our clothes. Once my jeans were zipped, he pulled me close and kissed me.

I’d gotten on the pill after the first time we’d had sex. Neither of us had wanted to keep using condoms, so he’d gotten tested and I’d gotten protection. Once we were able to get rid of the condoms he seemed to go wild. I loved it. I kissed him back, enjoying his arms as they wrapped me up and pressed me close to his body.

The feeling of being hugged by Toxic should be bottled up. We’d make a ton of money if we sold it.

“You okay?” he said, voice low in the darkness.

“Perfect,” I sighed. I squeaked when he swept me up in his arms. “What are you doing?” I quieted down as he settled on one of the hay bales nearby, leaning back against the taller stack behind the one we were sitting on.

“I just want to take a few minutes. Just me and you,” he said.

I wasn’t about to complain about that. I laid my head on his chest and stared up at the stars.