Behind Blue Eyes

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Author: Jordan Abbott
Tags: Erótica, Romance, MC, bikers
back his head onto the mattress. 
    “Let me… please let me…!” Jasmine couldn’t get the words out.
    Nuke pumped his hips into her several more times before he granted her permission to release.
    “OHHH! UGGGHHH,” she screamed as a huge orgasm ravaged her body.
    “SHIT…shit, shit!” Nuke shouted as he pulled her forward, capturing her mouth. He shot his load inside of her.  He released her mouth, pulled her forward to his chest and cradled her against him.
    She continued to ride him slowly, squeezing every ounce of juice from his pulsating cock.
    “I love you!” Jasmine moaned as she licked the sweat from his chest. “I love you so much!”
    “I love you, too, baby!” Nuke felt a little less tense. He began to undo the rope that was binding her. He then flipped her over onto her back. Looking down at her with a serious look on his ruggedly handsome face, he said, “Something out of my control is coming, Jasmine, and I don’t know what it is.”
    “What do you mean?” She reached up and touched his face.
    “I don’t know, baby. Just this gut feeling that I have. Something bad is about to happen,” he said as he kissed her neck.
    “We can make it through anything, Nuke, as long as we stick together. We have to stick together and let nothing come between us. That’s what works for us, working together as one.”
    “Promise me you won’t leave me, Jasmine, no matter what?” He licked the sweat from her neck.
    Jasmine moved her other hand to his face and cupped his chiseled chin. “Jason Stuart, stop!” she said firmly and she’d used his given name, so he knew she meant business. “Don’t go to the darkness. Don’t let this feeling overtake you. You have me. We have each other. There’s nothing we can’t overcome together.”
    “I can’t breathe without you, Jasmine. I’m worried you’re going to get tired of the shit that keeps on happening in our life. I try and come home, you know that right? I don’t like being away from you, Jasmine.”
    “I know, honey!” she said and stroked his frowning brow. “I understand that the club has to come first. It doesn’t mean that you don’t love me. It means that you have a responsibility to the club; your brothers in the Hells Vipers. You’ve schooled me well, Nuke. So has Amy and Pam. I get it, I know who I married. I married you and I inherited the club,” Jasmine joked.
    “Don’t lose faith in me.” He grimaced when he spoke.
    “I won’t Nuke. I promise.”
    They stared at each other for a few moments and when he moved to roll off of her, she stopped him. “I see you for who you are, Nuke, and I love you. I’m not going anywhere. I know you’ve taken on a lot with the club, more than you want. I need you to know deep inside of here,” she said and placed her hand over his heart. “We’re good. We’ll always be good even when we hit a rough spot or two. You’re just tired, mentally and physically. You need to get some sleep but take this ginger root out of my ass first,” she giggled.
    He halfway smiled as he reached down behind her and she shifted her leg up to give him access to remove the root. He tossed it across the room and it landed in the trash.
    “Lucky shot!” she chuckled.
    He laid down back down and she could feel his mood shifting even deeper into a darker place again.
    “Nuke!” she climbed up on top of him. “I love you. I’m in love with you!”
    “I’m in love with you, too!” He held onto her sides, caressing her soft skin. “If you leave me, Jasmine, it’ll be bad, you know that right? I know I must sound like a stalker right now.”
    “Why are you talking like this? Did your brother say something to you about us?”
    “No, it’s just this feeling I have. I can’t shake this feeling that something’s going to come between us.”
    “You’re worried. That’s all, honey.”
    “It’s more than that, Jasmine.”
    “Nuke, we married each other because we want to spend the rest of our
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