Custom Built (Fast & Fury #1) - Chantal Fernando Page 0,48
to do with you all day...”
“And now you get to have me,” I reply, kissing him and all but climbing up his body like a tree. Holding me up with his strong hands on my ass cheeks, massaging the globes, he carries me to the couch, never removing his lips from mine, and lays me back. He smells so good, and I can’t wait to have him inside of me.
I’ve been waiting for this all day.
I’ve never known what it’s like to crave someone like this—I feel like with my exes I could give or take being with them, but it’s nothing like that with Crow.
I want him. All of him.
His company, his time, his body, his laugh. His mind.
I can’t get enough.
I can feel how hard he is, his cock pressed against me, and I can’t help but touch him with my hand, stroking him over the material of his jeans. I love how I drive him crazy, and the feeling is mutual.
He makes a growling noise and grabs my hands, pinning them both above my head, kissing my neck while grinding himself on me. After letting go of me, he rips apart the bodysuit part of my teddy, exposing me to his lips. I loved that teddy, but I don’t care, because that was so hot and so worth it. Gripping his hair, I arch my hips and moan as he licks my pussy and then slides his tongue up to my clit, sucking on it.
I know I’m not going to last long, especially if he keeps working on me like that.
“Crow,” I moan, trying to make this last a little longer, because it feels so damn good, but his tongue works his magic and has me coming loudly, my thighs trembling so hard.
Crow flips me over, bending me over the couch, then removes his jeans and briefs and slides inside me in one smooth thrust.
“Fuck,” he whispers, gripping my hips and moving back and forth. He leans over me and kisses my neck, then puts his hand underneath me to gently stroke my already sensitive clit.
“I love you,” he says into my ear. “So much.”
I can’t seem to form a reply as he keeps stroking me until I come again, this time with him.
“I love you too,” I say as I roll over and he pulls me into his arms.
He grins, and I fall in love with him all over again.
* * *
“You rode on the bike today?” Cam asks as I step into the warehouse.
“What gives that away?” I ask, laughing as I touch my hair, which is all messy. “Oh, that would do it.”
“Man, I love Crow’s bike. It’s so sexy,” she says, perving on it from the entrance of the garage. Crow is doing the same thing, which is why he hasn’t come inside yet.
“Have you ridden on it?” I ask casually, combing my hair with my fingers.
She gives me an odd look. “No. The men don’t let just anyone on their bikes.”
“What do you mean?” I ask, frowning. “Not even a friend?”
She shrugs and keeps staring at the bike. “Maybe a friend if it was necessary, but no, usually just their women. Their old ladies. No one else.”
I had no idea this was even a thing, but I guess it makes sense. They take their bikes very seriously. “Interesting,” I reply, retying my hair in a tight ponytail. “That’s kind of nice. Not that I’d care if you or any of my friends went for a ride with him, though, for the record.”
“Noted.” She grins, sighing when the phone starts to ring. “Today is going to be insane. We have three custom bikes being picked up, and we have a few clients coming in to tell us what they want when it comes time for us to do their bikes.”
“I’m on it,” I say, heading to answer the phone.
Crow comes in just as I hang up from a customer. “Nadia just called me,” he says, palms on my desk. “You weren’t answering your phone. She said she wants to speak to us.”
“Now?”
He nods.
“I can’t leave now, today is busy,” I explain, brows drawing together. “How about after work? We can’t just leave everyone high and dry.” Although I’m dying to know what new information Nadia has, we can’t leave Cam alone.
“You need to hire more people,” I also suggest. “I know it’s a small business, but it’s also very busy and we could always use an extra set of hands.”