Cole: The Wounded Sons by Leah Sharelle

Author:Leah Sharelle [Sharelle, Leah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-26T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

COLE

One hour and fifty minutes. Nearly two hours of having Oaklee pressed up against me, squirming, rubbing the inside of her legs against my thighs, tracing her fingers on my belly. Making me so hard, I knew there had to be a permanent impression of my zipper pressed into my dick.

Oaklee finally started to relax on the other side of Meredith, forty minutes outside of Ballarat. Her death grip on my waist eased into her hands splayed on my shirt, then the little temptress slid underneath and spent the rest of the ride driving me insane with her soft caresses, and even going as far up my chest to my pecs at times, scraping her nails over my nipples and earning herself a spanking when we arrived at the apartments the Sons inhabit when on duty.

Crossing past the sign Welcome to Queenscliff, I took a deep breath and filled my lungs with the clean, crisp ocean air. I love my hometown, growing up in the Club, but fuck, I loved coming down here to escape and be alone. The land the apartments were built on was owned by the Club, but Team FIVE owned the actual apartments, giving the team the privacy we needed when we got back from a deployment. Our importance allowed us to have more leeway than regular army soldiers; we didn’t have to live on the base or spend too much time at Holsworthy in New South Wales.

Although it was just me who spent time here compared to my teammates, with Gabe, Bastian, Grill and Rafe domesticated with wives and kids, their off time was in Ballarat more than here.

This weekend, I asked them all to be here, to bring their women so Oaklee could meet them all properly without being uncomfortable and so I could have her alone without my father hovering. Thankfully, Oaklee was on board with my plan of subterfuge, granting me some time before I went toe to toe with Creed ‘Apollo’ Stephens.

Flexing my fingers around Oaklee’s thigh, I have been holding her like this all the way, riding one-handed, unable to stop touching her, except for when I needed to use my brake.

“Not far now, baby,” I yelled over my shoulder to Oaklee and getting a belly squeeze in reply.

Not long before I have those legs wrapped around me in another position.

Willing the images of Oaklee on her back under me, moaning my name as I drive my thick, hard shaft into her tight pussy, I patted her knee then forced my hand back onto the handlebars. Oaklee was doing fine for her first time on the back of Harley, but we had a lot of stop and starting from here to the Base, and so far, she was enjoying herself and I didn’t want that to change. Having her on the back of my bike was a dream I never knew I wanted. It felt right, so there was no way I was going to have her scared now.

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