Claimed by the Biker Giant (Maxine and Tank) novel Chapter 209

Fixer POV

Fuming.

Words fail me.

Why does hate have such a big hold on people?

I went to my room and took a shower, surprised when Tank joined me..

He took the sponge from my hand and washed my body, slowly, sensually, lovingly. He showed me how much he cherished me with his actions and kisses on my tummy, as if he were kissing his child.

“Turn around.” He requested in a husky voice that had my lady parts clenching with need.

I turned, and he washed my back, then leaned his chest on my back, nibbling on my ear.

“I want you.” He whispered and rubbed his shaft on me. I groaned as he spread my legs and slipped his shaft between my legs, moving it against my core.

“Yes,” I replied breathlessly, as he kept sliding his shaft slowly, that send my legs weak, and my need for him higher.

He slipped his length inside, and I exploded with ecstasy at the intrusion that hit that right spot. I have never come this fast. I must have needed it. But Tanks didn’t stop, he kept his movements slow, and waited for me to start to move with him, pushing against him, moving my legs, and arching my back, giving him more access, my hand on the shower wall, the water cascading over my body, and down my back.

Slowly, Tank picked up that pace, causing my boobs to bounce. He reached over and cupped

them, pinching the n****e, sending new waves of pleasure through to my core, and I gained more groans. He panting brushed against my ear, the water no longer on me, but over his, I felt warm, secure, and very much loved.

Suddenly, he moved off my back and grabbed my hips, picking up the speed. He guided his shaft inside, moving faster and faster. I was unable to keep up with his pace and was glad he had taken control. I felt the buildup of my pending release and screamed out his name as I exploded in pleasure. He continued to pump inside me until he too found his release, roaring out my name as he pulsed inside me. It was only when the deed was done, and my breathing was back under control, that I thought of his thigh and the pain this might have caused him.

“Tank, your thigh?” I called out, trying to stand back up, but he was having none of that, his shaft

still inside of me, and he didn’t want to pull it out. “It’s fine.” He gritted out, through clenched teeth. I waited as his breathing came back to normal

before he pulled back, and he slipped out of me.

After we dry off, I sat him on the bed. Grabbed the first-aid kit, pulling out the heat gel.

“I am fine, have had worse,” Tank argued as I removed the cap from the tub of gel.

“I am sure you have, but not on my shift, shut up, and take it. It’s the least I can do after you gave me a wonderful shower.” I squeezed some gel on his leg before he could complain further, and began to rub it in. He hissed a few times as I moved over a section of his thigh. On closer look, I can see some bruising starting to cover his thigh. This had to have been caused by a heavy fall.

“You slipped out there?” I asked as I leaned in to get a closer look.

“Yeah, my thigh hit a rock, and I thought nothing of it, till later.” Yeah, when you tried to pick up a tree on your own. I thought, maybe if he hadn’t had the fall, the tree wouldn’t have been so bad. He thinks he’s Superman or something. I finished rubbing it in, and the room stank of the product, making my eyes water. Replaced the lid and washed my hands with warm, soapy water, but even that didn’t diminish the smell.

“Sleep, you have a lot to do tomorrow, and so do I, with that first meeting with some of the boardmembers, or whatever they are called.” We smuggled down. Tank’s arm over my waist, he breathed deeply at my neck, which made me giggle as his beard and breath tickled me.

“Sweetdreams.” I giggled out as he rubbed his beard on my neck again.

“No, no, no.” I was going through my wardrobe for something suitable for the meeting, but I kept changing my mind.

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