Apparently her needy cry was enough to let him know she wasn’t going to stop him because he pushed into her, gently at first but then harder when she tilted up to meet him. It was seconds later that he was pumping into her wetness with a groan of pleasure. He hovered over her, his cock moving inside her in a steady rhythm that left them both gasping. His face was contorted with pleasure and his hands gripped her hips as he pumped in and out of her with a mad hunger.
“Mine, this pussy is mine,” Peanut growled, moving faster as he built to his own orgasm. His words sent her over the edge again and she cried out his name, her nails scraping down his back as her body took over, shuddering in completion.
“Fuck, fuck,” Peanut panted out as he tensed above her, his eyes closing as his body let go and his orgasm flooded her with heat. Phoebe held his shuddering body against her own as he slowly rolled them sideways so his weight wasn’t pushing down on her. He let out a loud moan after a few moments and looked at her through slitted eyes.
“You are a dangerous woman, Lovely. I’ve never come so fast in my entire life.”
Phoebe felt herself blush. They’d just had sex but she was still shy in the face of such blunt talk.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to be crude,” Peanut said, kissing her forehead gently as he pulled himself from her still twitching body. He settled beside her with a loud grunt and kissed her softly again, their tongues gently dueling.
“It’s okay,” she responded when he let her come up for air.
“You know this is not just about sex, right?”
“It’s not?” she questioned, her breath freezing in her lungs as she waited on his answer. She wanted so badly for this to be something other than just sex between them.
“No, it’s not. I want more than sex and a nanny from you, Phoebe. I want a lot more than that,” Peanut murmured into her hair as he nipped her ear.
“I want more than sex too.”
“Good, now get some sleep, Lovely. I’m hungry for you and it won’t be long before I’m waking you up so I can take that sweet pussy of mine again.” He tucked her into his side, snuggling her into his arms with his face buried in her neck. Phoebe felt herself blushing again but she didn’t argue with him, she just curled into him and closed her eyes.
Thinking right now was a bad idea as it would likely leave her anxious and too worked up to sleep. She was choosing to enjoy this for as long as it lasted. Maybe it wouldn’t be forever but for now it was something she wasn’t going to question. He’d said he wanted more than just sex and a nanny. She’d just have to hope he meant it. Peanut wasn’t the type of man to make promises and then not keep them. If he said he wanted more, then he did. He was nothing like Johnny, who’d turned lying into an art form.
Closing her eyes, she sighed. Peanut was running his hand up and down her side like he had every night they’d slept together. His soothing caresses had her drifting off to sleep within minutes.
Chapter Seventeen
“You serious?” Hemp asked, grinning at Peanut.
“Yep, I ordered the patch today. Now all I need to do is get her divorce pushed through and convince her to stay and it’s a done deal,” Peanut replied.
They were sitting in the clubhouse waiting on Rage and Diablo to get back from a meeting with the Black Souls MC. Since they wanted the person or persons they were dealing with to think they were only looking at the Raiders for the problems they’d recently been experiencing, they’d enlisted the Black Souls’ help in searching for the culprits.
“I’ll be damned. All you fuckers are falling like flies. I can’t believe another brother is biting the bullet and taking an old lady. You going to be a stick in the mud like the rest of them?” Thumper asked laughing.
“Most likely.”
“Damn pansy motherfuckers. How can all you assholes stick it only in one chick’s pussy? I need variety,” Donny grunted, shaking his head. He propped his feet up on the table with his beer tilted to his lips.
Peanut didn’t let their ribbing bother him. The only woman he was interested in was in his bed waiting on him and he was damned sure keeping her there. He wasn’t about to stick his dick in some random sweetbutt and lose what he’d just found. Phoebe made him a happy fucker and that wasn’t easy to do. Variety was a young man’s game. Donny was still only in his early twenties. Peanut was too old and settled for that shit.
“Variety? Fucker, when have you had variety? I know damned good and well you’ve been fucking Lacy for like a year and I haven’t seen you with anyone else,” Cutter demanded, laughing as Donny threw some chips from the bag he was holding at him.
“Shut the fuck up. I am not sleeping with Lacy,” Donny said, but his face was red and he looked away, leading Peanut to surmise that he was most definitely fucking Lacy. Peanut didn’t know what was going on there but Lacy wasn’t really the type to live the life so that was likely to end badly. She was one of Star’s friends and fellow teachers from the elementary school. If Star found out Donny was screwing her, she’d likely
