He rubbed his erection against my backside. “I need you,” he repeated, his voice deep with desire.
I turned slowly in his arms, making sure to rub every one of my curves against his body. In the dim glow from the lightbulb overhead, I could see the evidence of his desire in his face. His deep blue eyes were hooded, his strong jaw clenched. He made me feel so beautiful in moments like these, so wanted, so complete. Never defiled and degraded because of what I had been through.
Bringing my lips to his, I savored his rough and rugged handling of me. My arms came up to wrap around his neck, my fingers tangling through the strands of his long hair. His tongue slid across my lips, opening my mouth to allow him inside. Our tongues danced along together. When I tugged his hair, he groaned into my mouth.
His fingers came to fumble at the button on my jeans. Once he had them undone, he jerked the zipper down. And then one of his hands slipped inside, cupping me over my underwear. “Rev,” I moaned when his fingers delved into my panties to stroke me. My hips bucked against his hand, desperate for more friction. Back and forth his fingers slid over my clit, rubbing it, teasing it, and driving me mad when he wasn’t even inside me. I rubbed myself even harder against him, not caring that I’d positively soaked him with my need. And then I came faster than I ever had before. Eyes pinched shut. Legs giving way. Crying his name so loud that I was sure anyone in the next room could hear.
Rev pulled his hand out of my panties and jeans, and with eyes burning with lust, he proceeded to lick me off each one of his fingers. I grunted with frustration before reaching out to undo his jeans. “Quit teasing me and get inside me.”
He gave me a lazy grin. “If that’s what you want.”
I gripped his erection tight in my hand, causing him to suck in a breath. “Yeah, that’s what I want, and I’m pretty sure that’s what your dick wants, too.”
His eyes widened. “Annabel Percy, what a mouth you have on you.”
Smiling, I replied, “Being around bikers has been a bad influence.”
He chuckled. “Then a part of me hopes that lockdown doesn’t end anytime soon.”
I shoved his jeans down over his buttocks while he worked at tugging mine down my thighs. It probably would have been easier just to undress ourselves, but there was something much hotter about taking care of each other.
Once our pants and shoes were in a rumpled pile on the floor, Rev’s firm hands lifted me up to wrap my legs around his waist. He didn’t ease in. Instead, one powerful thrust had him filling my core. I gripped his shoulders hard, grinding my hips against him.
As he pounded in and out of me, we crashed back against one of the shelves, strewing boxes along the floor. Over and over, he surged into me. Each time he seemed to go deeper, reaching the perfect spot that caused me to moan and shudder. I gripped his shoulders tight, anchoring myself to him. He was always my lifeline—in and out of the bedroom.
Although I’d once had such a hard time coming with a man inside me, Rev knew exactly how to make me shatter around him. I cried out his name once again, burying my face in his neck. He began pumping harder and harder, and within a few moments, he was filling me with his warmth.
Once his hips stopped jerking, he stared at me intently. “I love you.”
I smiled. “I love you, too.”
He gave me a tender kiss. “I wish we could stay like this forever.”
“Locked in a dusty pantry?” I asked teasingly.
“Smart-ass,” he muttered as he playfully smacked my bottom. “I meant, I wish I could stay inside you like this. The two of us joined as one.”
He had a way of melting my heart with his words. Sometimes it was still hard to believe such sensitive and tender things could come out of his mouth. I swept his hair out of his face and stared into his soulful blue eyes. “There’s nothing I want more than to be with you. Always.”
We had just started kissing again when a knock came at the door. “Annabel? Are you in there?” Alexandra asked.
“Um, yeah.”
“We really need the rice.”
“One sec!”
Quickly, Rev and I went about getting dressed and smoothing down our mussed hair. When Rev opened the door and I thrust the box of rice at Alexandra, her eyes widened, and she appeared flustered. “Sorry,” I mumbled.
She took the rice and backed slowly away from me. “No, I’m sorry to have interrupted.”
I quickly ushered Rev out of the pantry and closed the door. After taking in Rev’s and my guilty faces, Kim busted out laughing. “Were you two just fucking in the pantry?”
Rev and I were both so mortified we couldn’t reply. Kim patted my back. “Oh, honey, just about every one of us has fucked in there at least once before. Most of the time, we didn’t even have the excuse of being on lockdown.” She jerked her chin at Alexandra. “I even got an eyeful of Deacon’s bare ass when he had her up against the racks.”
“Kim!” Alexandra hissed, her face turning crimson.
“What?” With a wink at me, she added, “It’s a mighty fine ass, too. Maybe I should get a look at Rev’s to compare.”
It was then that the absolute absurdity of the moment overcame me, and I burst out laughing. I found that I couldn’t stop, and I ended up bent over, with tears streaming down my cheeks. When I finally recovered, everyone else had joined in laughing with me.
After wiping my eyes, I wagged a finger at Kim. “Sorry to disappoint you, but no one but me gets to see Rev’s ass.”
Rev’s eyes flashed with pleasure at my comment, while Kim only grinned. “I get it, sister. You’ve staked your claim. I’ll just have to settle for flashbacks of Deacon I guess until I get a peek at Bishop’s.”