King (Rogue Rebels MC 2)

“Me? No, but I’m good at finding them.”

“I see.”

I noticed something was bothering her. “Are you okay? Having second thoughts?”

“A bit too late for that, but no. I’m fine.”

“You can talk to me. There is no one around here for a thousand-miles radius.”

But she didn’t reply. “I think I need to take a shower,” she said. “Real quick.”

“It’s up the stairs and to your left. There’s towels and all.” I didn’t want to push her. I realized this wasn’t a normal situation and decided it was better to let her get used to it, as she grew comfortable.

Hell I hadn’t ever bought a girl before either. I wasn’t sure what the protocol was, except for one thing, I couldn’t wait to get her into my bed.

She wandered and away and I watched her hips sway. I remembered what they felt like, riding my cock in the plane. Damn. I needed her again.

I waited a few minutes before I decided to join her.

Upstairs, the door to the bathroom was left ajar, and I heard water running inside.

So she knew what she wanted too.

Good.

Because I was going to give it to her.

Hard.

Chapter 12

Sydney

I was standing in front of the mirror, still in my dress, waiting for him. He came up from behind me and unzipped the back. We just had sex in the plane, but I was ready for round two, I hoped he was too.

Apparently me being practically celibate for months, had made me hornier than ever.

I watched his eyes darken as he pulled down my dress. He turned me around and held my face in the palm of his hand, while his other hand slipped behind my back.

“You’re worth every penny.” He tasted my tongue, and I played with his, biting and licking his lips.

He had gotten rid of his blazer and was only wearing a shirt and a thin tie. I untied it slowly, t

easing him, and dropped it to the floor. I began unbuttoning his shirt.

He kissed my chest, and unclasped my bra. Leaning down he kissed my neck, his tongue tickling my skin. I shivered, and felt my nipples harden against his chest.

He lifted me onto the bathroom countertop and kneeled before me. He kissed my thighs, and I trembled under his lips.

I whispered, “Take them off…”

He slipped a finger around the lace edge of my panties and pulled them down, teasing me as he went. Finally they fell to the floor and his tongue found my pussy.

“So sweet,” he murmured against my mound. I was taking in deep breaths, my fingers running through his hair, controlling him. His hands were around my thighs, squeezing gently. Then he slipped a finger inside. Then another. And then a third. He pumped me with his fingers while his tongue continued to lick and suck my clit again and again.

“Owen, oh my God, that feels so good!”

He continued to thrust again and again, but just as I was on the edge of orgasm he removed his hand and lips from my pussy.