Victoria Rollins runs the diner in Charming for her uncle. When the Sons stop in one day, she notices a new face among the leather. Tig Trager is new to Charming and soon becomes best friends with the feisty redhead. Everyone around them can see tha...
Tig parked his bike behind Vic's car and strode up the walk, digging in his pockets for his keys. She'd given him one a few years ago for emergencies, and he figured now qualified because he was going to do some serious harm to someone if he couldn't get his hands on her in the next few minutes. He'd waited a few hours to make it look like he was thinking, but really he didn't need to. He knew what he wanted, and Alexander Trager was never one to go lightly once he'd made up his mind about something.
He let himself into the quiet house, grinning when he noticed that all of the lights were off, meaning that Vic was already back in her bedroom, probably reading or watching something on Netflix. He'd spent enough nights here that he knew that she liked to watch chick flicks while she was cuddled up in bed. On those nights, he'd slept on the couch, but that wouldn't be the case tonight.
He took off his kutte and laid it across the back of a chair before sliding his boots off and leaving them by the front door. He walked into the kitchen and helped himself to a beer -another thing that she kept here just for him since she preferred wine- then walked down the hall to the half-closed door.
Pushing the door slightly, he leaned against the door frame and watched her watching the tv in the corner. She hadn't noticed him yet which made him think that he needed to talk to her yet again about being more aware of her surroundings. Vic tended to get so absorbed in what she was doing that she forgot to pay attention. He cleared his throat, making her jump in surprise and mutter an oath as her head turned his way.
"Dammit, Alex! You scared the shit out of me!" He grinned before taking a sip of his beer and walking across the room to the bed. He set the beer down on the bedside table and started unbuttoning his shirt, which got him a raised brow from Vic. "This is you assuming that you're staying."
Tig chuckled as he shrugged his shirt from his shoulders then started on his belt. "Oh, sweetheart, we both know I'm staying."
Vic just smirked as his pants hit the floor, followed by his socks, leaving him in a pair of red boxer shorts with jalapeno peppers all over them. "Well, that all depends on whether you gave the issue any thought or just sat and drank with your brothers after I left."
He pulled the covers back to get in bed, nearly moaning out loud at the fact that all she was wearing was a cami and panties. He shook his head as he pulled the covers back over both of them. "Baby, we don't have an issue and I didn't need to think about it. I know what I want." He turned her so that she was on her side facing the tv and laid behind her, wrapping one arm around her waist and sliding the other under her neck and tugging on her so that she was flush against the front of his body. "What are we watching?"
"Breaking Bad."
Tig snorted. "I was expecting some chick flick."
She shrugged. "I was in the mood for some violence." He nodded as his hand that was on her waist started to wander under her cami until it found her breast. As his big hand enveloped her flesh, she arched back into him, making him smirk where his face was buried in her neck. "Alex! Watch the show."
He shook his head before biting gently near her ear. "This is more important. Walter White can wait his turn."
Vic turned in his arms to face him, laying her hands on either side of his face. She leaned in and kissed him and Tig would have sworn that everything fell into place at that moment. He sighed as he deepened the kiss. He tightened his hold on her, letting her feel his reaction to her touch. She moaned as his fingers traced light patterns on her back before settling on her ass and squeezing. He broke the kiss, looking into her eyes.
"You're it for me, Vic. You know that, right?"
She nodded as her hands slid down his neck to his chest, seemingly trying to memorize the feel of him. "You're it for me too, Alex. Have been for five years."
His eyes widened as what she had just said sunk in. He grinned, his nose wrinkling in that adorable way that she loved when he was genuinely amused by something. "You haven't... in the last five years?"
She shrugged, trying to hide the blush that was starting to creep up her neck to her cheeks. "I mean, no, but my toys have worked just fine."
Tig snorted out a laugh, shaking his head as he leaned in to give her a peck on the lips. "That's a lot of fucking batteries, babe." He traced kisses across her jaw to her ear, nibbling on her earlobe before whispering. "Believe me when I say that my dick is gonna feel a whole lot better than your vibrator, Vic."
Vic snickered as he nuzzled her neck and let his hands roam. "That's a tall order, Alex. My vibe is pretty... holy shit!"
Tig chuckled as his hand found its way between her legs, tugging hard on her panties until they gave way and he could throw them on the floor. He let his hand return to where it was, the other wrapped in her hair as he pulled her close for another kiss. His thumb glanced over her clit as he slid one finger into her wet heat, both moaning from the sensation. She gasped against his mouth as he added another finger, stretching her for him as she frantically pulled her top off.
He continued his brand of torture for several more minutes, enjoying the look on her face as she got closer and closer. He rolled them until she was underneath him, giving him more control over just how much she could move. He grinned when she started breathing heavier, cursing softly under her breath. "You gonna come for me, Vic?" She shook her head frantically and he laughed out loud, adding more pressure to her clit. "You sure about that, baby? You seem close."
Vic moaned as he hooked his fingers inside her, brushing against her spot. "Fuck! Alex... together... "
Tig nodded, sitting up enough to push his boxers out of the way with one hand while his other kept busy with Vic. He leaned over her, letting his hand support his weight by her head as he looked into her eyes. "You ready?"
Vic nodded, a pleading look on her face as Tig removed his fingers from her and slid inside. He moaned loudly at the feel of her wrapping around him, her inner muscles straining to take him deeper. "Jesus, Vic... "
He lost all rational thought when she brought her legs up to wrap around his waist, pulling him in as deeply as he could go. They both became frenzied as they each tried to make the other lose their mind. Tig screamed her name through his release, seconds before she went over herself, clinging to him. They both collapsed into each other, looking like a tangled heap of arms and legs in the middle of the bed.
"Well, I guess my vibrator can go in the garbage."
Tig snorted and shook his head as he lifted it to wink at her. "Nah, we'll keep it. See, Vic, I have a lot to teach you about the wilder side of sex."
Vic shook her head and smirked. "I might be able to teach you a few things, myself."
