Page 52 of Shadow's Surrender
Faster and faster. Deeper and deeper. Harder and harder. Sweat misted over their bodies, making them stick together in the warm evening. A jumble of emotion burned through her as she watched Shadow’s face light up with fierce desire.
“You feel so fuckin’ good,” he growled.
The sound of his balls slapping against her ass drove her mad, and she tightened her hold on him, urging him even closer until they were fused together by their raw passion and lust.
“I’m so damn close, baby.” He gritted his teeth.
“Me too.” She gasped.
Shadow moved his hands under her hips and pounded wildly, and then a wave of ecstasy crashed over her; every nerve ending in her body was alive and vibrating.
He stiffened, then his body shook. “Scarlett … fuck, baby. Fuck,” he grunted.
She felt his seed pour out in hot, dense ropes, and she clenched and unclenched around him, milking his dick for every last drop.
Stroking his damp skin, she smiled when he collapsed on top of her.
“Fuck, woman. What the hell are you doing to me?” he rasped before nuzzling her neck.
After a few minutes, he rolled away and drew her flush to him. She snuggled against his hard body and absentmindedly traced the lines of his tattoos.
“Did these hurt?” she asked.
“Not too much. You like them?” He kissed the top of her head.
“They’re badass.”
Shadow chuckled. “You like bad boys, huh?”
“I never thought I did until I met you. I usually go in for the suit-and-tie sort of guy, but then, youwerewearing a jacket when I saw you at Brooke’s party.”
“And I hated it.”
“Eli must be a very good friend for you to swap your jeans for dress pants.” She gently poked him in the ribs.
For the space of a held breath there was silence. Then Shadow cleared his throat. “Yeah, Eli and me are real tight. We’re more like family than friends … like cousins or something.”
“So you two go way back?”
He interlocked her fingers with his. “Since we were kids.”
The space between them had gone from light-hearted to somber, and Scarlett sensed that something sad and awful lingered in Shadow’s past.
“I’ve been friends with Kiara since I was fourteen—she’s my best friend. It’s good to have someone that close to you who knew you when you were young.”
“Like I said, Eli and me are tight, but the Insurgents are my family.”
“It must be wonderful to belong to something like your club. I’ve always felt like a fish out of water my whole life.”
“No fuckin’ way. You’ve got everything, baby.”
She tipped her head back and met his gaze. “Because my dad’s rich?” She snorted. “You talk about ‘citizens’”—she made air quotes with her hands—“not understanding your biker world, well, people who aren’t rich don’t get my world at all—andit isa different world. There are so many fucking rules I have to follow.”
“Like what?”
She pushed up a bit. “Like which schools you can go to, what to wear, what to eat,whereto eat, who to date … blah, blah blah. It’s even worse if you’re a woman. My only reason for being, according to my parents, is to marry and keep the fucking family line going. Who I marry is also decided based on a sound business decision.” A warm flush started creeping up her neck, and she waved her hand to cool down her face.
“So, I’m your act of rebellion against your parents?” Shadow asked, a smirk pulling at his lips.
