Knuckles (Dragon Riders MC #4) - Savannah Rylan Page 0,45

And none of us were sure what to do about it.

But as I turned around and peered back out the window, I saw the girls laughing. I saw them leaned against the trailer, still trying to get inside. And like a lightning bolt striking me at the nape of my neck, something quickly rushed through my system.

Love.

I love Simone.

And it solidified my notions. The woman I loved fit in here. She belonged here with us. With those girls. With me. So, come hell or high water, I’d be keeping her around. No matter what we went through, no matter what we saw, and no matter what kind of danger came our way, I was keeping her at my side.

Once we got ourselves out of this shitty fucking situation we had dropped down into.

18

Simone

“Come on, we have to stop giggling,” I said in between my own giggles.

Hannah gasped for air. “Then, stop! Your giggle is so cute I just can’t.”

I curled my lips over my teeth to try and stop the bubbling of laughter up the back of my throat. But it only made my eyes widen before the girls and I collapsed into another fit of laughter.

“We have to get inside if we’re gonna set this shit up!” Joanna exclaimed.

Hope gasped. “I’ve never heard you curse before.”

I paused. “Wait, you don’t cuss?”

Joanna shrugged. “Not really. Never found the tactic useful. But it sure as hell fits here.”

Hope’s jaw unhinged. “Aaaahhhh! You did it again!”

“Fuck.”

“And again!”

Joanna smiled brightly. “Bitch.”

Hope pointed. “And yet again!”

Then, Hannah yanked the trailer door open. “Finally! Good fuck. All right, girls. Let’s get to it!”

The four of us piled into the small trailer and we started getting it ready. Hope was outside hooking some shit up into a hole in the ground while the rest of us were doing things like unpacking clothes and trying to get food organized in the kitchen. It didn’t help that we were still passing a bottle of wine around, though. I felt pleasantly tipsy, and coupled with the sounds of the wilderness around us and eventually lying next to JayJay tonight? I knew I’d sleep like a fucking baby.

“Here they come!” Hannah exclaimed.

As the girls rushed out of the trailer, I quickly changed into my pajamas. As the guys dispersed, I watched the girls leap into the arms of their men before being whisked away to their respective temporary homes. And when JayJay locked his eyes with mine through the small window next to the bed we’d share, a shiver worked its way down my spine. I wasn’t sure what Hope connected outside or the switches and shit the girls flipped on inside, but somehow, we had running water and power. Which meant mood lighting.

So, I dimmed the lights and climbed onto the bed to await the return of the man I loved.

His footsteps grew closer and my heart leapt into my throat. I heard the door yank itself open before heavy boot falls walked up the three steps into the trailer itself. I watched a massive shadow looming in the doorway as the door closed. And when the lock flipped, I felt his eyes on me even though I couldn't yet see them.

Then, he grew closer.

And closer.

And closer still.

Until I could see the pupils of his eyes blown wide with lust.

“Justin,” I said breathlessly.

His eyes raked down my body. “Hey there, beautiful.”

A shiver worked its way down my spine. “How was the, uh, the meeting?”

He slid out of his leather jacket, his eyes still not leaving mine. “It was fine.”

I planted my hands behind me on the mattress, pushing my chest out. “Want to talk about it?”

He toed out of his boots, his eyes still stalking me. “Can’t. Official crew business.”

I grinned. “Sounds sexy.”

He growled lowly. “You’re sexy.”

I swallowed hard. “Not as sexy as you.”

Our eyes disconnected briefly as he slipped his shirt over his head. But once it fell to the floor, my eyes fell to his chest. His muscles were primed and ready for the taking. They seemed to glisten in the moonlight that poured softly through the windows of the camper trailer. The sliding of his leather belt against the denim belt loops before he dropped it to the floor made my thighs warm. But there was no sensation quite like the one I got when he dropped his pants.

And removed his engorged cock from his boxers.

He stripped all the way down for me, giving me a chance to devour him with my eyes. The man was