Claimed by the Biker Giant (Maxine and Tank) novel Chapter 152

Fixer POV

The morning light shone through the window, the sun not yet breaking the horizon, but light enough to be annoying, and we hadn’t closed the curtains. I hate it when I do that, a closed curtain was a must, because the light wakes me better than any alarm clock.

I rolled over, turning my back to the light, and rested my hand on Tank’s chest, then started to follow the lines of his Tattoo. It’s ready to put the final touches on. The tattoo had turned out better than I could have hoped, even mine was looking good considering how I did it, using the two mirrors.

“Too early.” Tank grumbled as he grabbed my hand to stop my tracing his tattoo.

“Never too early to enjoy your body,” I murmured back. He opened one eye to look at me and shut it quickly.

“Too early.” He said again, lifting my hand that refused to stop tracing his tattoo, and kissed my knuckles.

“We need to meet up with Uncle Simon, Tandy, Prez Zero, and Blaze,” I whispered, not wanting to break the peace but knowing I had to.

“Why?” Both eyes open now, blinking away the sleep.

“Cricket, I think we need to bring her in before she talks to her dad again and gives away what we are doing. We can’t afford the Jones gang to know the full extent of their failure, not yet anyway.” I had been thinking about this, and we need to put her in the same place as Barry and Sheila, take her phone away, and make her sweat a bit.

“You’re right, we do.” Tank sat up, stretched his arms over his head, climbed out of bed, and then scratched his balls as he walked to the bathroom. I chuckled at his scratching; it was something he did most mornings, and still amuses me.

Throwing the covers off my legs, I followed Tank to the bathroom and hugged him from behind.

“Christ, woman. I nearly missed the bowl.” He had jumped at the sudden arms around him; he hadn’t expected it, and for once, I was one up on him in the bathroom. I am not sure whether we are competing to see who can shock or surprise the other. For our forwardness, I think Tank was ahead, but I am rapidly catching him.

He hadn’t expected the scented lube. Jenny said it was so he could use the back passage, but I am not prepared to have him shove that huge appendage up there. I am more than happy with what we are doing. It was enough to see his eyes widen at the lube and what I did; he appeared to enjoy it, and that’s more than enough for me.

When Tank had finished and turned on the shower, sat and had my turn and joined him under the water. He turned me around and washed my back, then washed my hair. Gentle lovingly, his eyes full of concentration, and a soft smile on his lips.

“Now get out, I need to think.” He pushed me out of the shower, slapping my bottom on the way out, not hard, but because I was still wet, it sounded worse than it was.

He swore.

I looked over my shoulder as I covered myself with the towel and saw guilt on his face. He had thought he had hurt me, and I most likely will have his handprint on my buttt, it was the worst I had, and I knew he didn’t mean for it to be that bad.

Together, we found those we wanted to speak to in the dining room, breakfast already prepared.

“See not so early,” I mumbled to Tank, who chuckled.

“I guess not.”

“Jenny, you home for two days?” I asked, as I sat at the table.

“Yep, Blaze and I have some catch-up to do.” Yeah, bet she does.

“Jenny and I are going to town; we have some shopping to do. Want to come?” Melony asked, but I think she already knew the answer. I hadn’t changed much over the years, still not one for shopping.

“Need to catch up with Prez, and Zero, business,” I replied as I placed bacon on my plate, and Tanks.

“Righto, will catch you this afternoon.” Melony and Jenny put their heads together and chatted about where they were going and what they planned to buy.

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