tongue. "Sexy."
His thighs tightened, and he thrust up, meeting her each time. Her nipples peaked into hard pebbles inside her bra.
She panted, overheated. Inside and outside.
He brought his hand up to her lower back, pulling her against him, slowing them both until all she could do was rock. The change of position intensified the feelings, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, seducing him with her tongue. Kissing, sucking, trying to capture the pleasure swirling around her.
She needed to share how she was feeling. She wanted him to know what he was doing to her. She was going crazy, and it was important that he knew what being with him meant to her.
Trip moaned. The low vibration trickled through her.
Her senses heightened, everything joined together, sweeping her into an orgasm. Her spine arched, and her head fell back as her body gravitated closer to him.
Every muscle clenched, released, squeezed, and sighed, over and over.
His fingers dug into her hips, and he lifted his hips off the seat, plunging deeper inside of her. She recovered and watched him the moment he climaxed.
His pupils rebounded from dilating, and he focused on her. Totally relaxed, she smoothed the hair off his forehead and then kissed him softly on his parted lips.
"Bonnie?" Trip closed his mouth and swallowed. "Good?"
She warmed inside, still impaled on him. "It was almost perfect."
His brows lowered. She followed the line of his brow over his eye with her thumb, smoothing the concern over her remark away.
"A big bed would've made it perfect." She leaned to the side, moving her leg. "I'm not sure I'll be able to walk when I get off you."
He massaged her thighs before lifting her off him. "We'll have sex in a bed and make it perfect."
She raised her brows. "Pretty cocky of you to already be planning a next time."
"It's the truth." He removed the condom and tossed it on the floor of the car.
She tsked, picking it up and finding an old McDonald's paper bag under the seat to throw it in. Then, she reached for the Germ X that she always kept between the front seats for the kids.
Aware the sun had gone behind the mountain peak and cast the vehicle in shadow, she gazed out the window while squirming into her panties and shorts.
"I don't see my boys." She fingered her hair off her face.
"I'll help you look for them."
She reached for the door handle, and he grabbed her wrist, stopping her. He pulled her closer and kissed her.
He inhaled deeply. She smiled against his lips. "Thank you."
Knowing she couldn't put off leaving the car, she smoothed the front of her shirt and made sure all her clothes were on. "Well, it's time to do the stride of pride. Are you ready?"
He chuckled. "Who's cocky now?"
She laughed, opening the door.
Testing her legs, she stood beside the car and stretched. Over the hood, she watched Trip run his hand down the lower part of his face and tilt his head.
"Your kids are on the other side of the clubhouse," he said.
"How do you know that?" She walked around the front of the car.
"I can hear them."
"Sure, you can." She laughed, grabbing his hand and walking with him toward the Avery Falls Motorcycle Club clubhouse.
He led her straight where she found her boys sitting on the ground behind the building. She let go of Trip and checked in with Kenny and Zach, who not only had Trina to keep them company but two other boys and a girl around their ages.
After checking in with them, she returned to Trip's side and studied him.
There was no way he could've heard the kids with most community members attending the get-together and being loud. He was also occupied the last half hour with her in the car. So how had he known where to find them?
Chapter Seventeen
Roy Chemmote, who lived behind the gas station, talked with Bonnie. Trip rubbed his thumb against the palm of his hand, waiting for Bonnie to return to his side. He enjoyed having her with him tonight.
She had no hesitation when it came to sex. Even around her sons, she openly held Trip's hand and informed the kids that if they needed her, she'd be with him.
Bonnie walked backward, getting closer to him, while still talking to Roy. When he concentrated, he could hear their conversation had to do with her grandfather, and he could sense she was at ease around the old man.
She turned and hurried to Trip, handing