Letting Her Lead (Ghost Riders MC 3)

“God, I’ve wanted that for so long, too.” I lean in, resting my head on his shoulders. He wraps his arms around me. “Since I was a little girl I’ve wanted that. Wanted what all the other kids had that I didn’t, but I got too lost in books and my computer. Scared to take a chance. To get hurt.”

“I’d never hurt you, and I’ll kill anyone who tries.”

16

Lucias

I lay Izzy down on the bed and come over the top of her. I slowly strip our clothes away, needing us to be skin on skin. We’ve been a long time in the making, and now everything I’ve ever wanted is in my arms.

Kissing my way down her silky skin, I move my lips to her belly. I nuzzle her there, giving my thanks to whatever is looking over us that she’s carrying my baby. Laying my cheek against the curve there, I close my eyes. I know it’s too soon to feel the baby, but I want to burn this memory into my brain. The day we became a family.

Her hands go to my hair, and her fingers thread through the locks. I hum against her belly, and she lets out a little giggle. Then I put my lips against the skin and whisper my words of love and devotion. Both to this little baby and its mama.

I continue kissing my way down between Izzy’s thighs and throw her legs over my shoulder. I need to make love to all of her body tonight, showing her what I can’t form in words. I know how to do a lot of things well. I can rebuild the engine of anything, I could out-PT anyone under my command, and I can do damn near anything if you tell me I can’t. But finding the words to tell Izzy just how much she means to me feels impossible.

Reaching up, I thread our fingers together as I eat her pussy, and feeling the cool band of my engagement ring on her finger settles something in my chest. Knowing she’s mine and always will be fixes something in my heart that I didn’t know was damaged. Having her and having a baby together is a dream I never thought could come true, and now I’m holding it in my hands.

Tasting her sweet juices and sucking on her clit are the icing on an already perfect fucking cake. I lick her just how she wants me to, with no teasing. Her orgasm hits my tongue and I drink her down, hoping that some of the pure, untouched perfection that’s inside her will seep into me. I want to be good for her and good for our baby.

When her body is relaxed and she’s caught her breath, I give her pussy one last kiss before crawling up her body and putting my cock where my mouth just was. I need to be inside her, connected as much as possible.

“I love you, Elizabeth.”

Looking into her eyes, I see traces of happy tears as she gives me a watery smile. I wrap my arms around her back as I slowly sink inside of her. I kiss the trails of her tears away. We are in no rush to finish this. My strokes in and out of her body are slow and patient. We are building something greater than an orgasm between us. We are building an unbreakable bond that will never waver.

“I love you, too, Lucias.”

When her thumb comes up and brushes away something wet on my face, I realize that I’ve gotten caught up in the moment, too. I feel the power of what we’ve created, and what is to come, and it’s overwhelmingly beautiful. Our love made this moment, and our love will see us through the next hundred years. Something like that doesn’t come along every day, and it’s changed me. For the better.

The thick drag of my cock in and out of her is delicious. I can feel every ridge of my shaft penetrating her tight channel, stretching her to accommodate my size. Every warm pulse of her wet cunt makes my heartbeat pick up speed. I’m determined to go slow. I want this moment to be savored, and I refuse to pound into her like some animal.

“Lucias,” Izzy whispers, and I realize I’d closed my eyes to concentrate.

When I look down, I see the need on her face. She looks almost pained.

“Please, Lucias. I need more. Harder.”

The last word is whispered, and I shake my head while gritting my teeth. If I try to speak, I’ll give in and start pounding into her. This moment should be special. No matter how fucking difficult it is to hold myself back.

I feel her feet come around my waist and pull me to her roughly. I let out a long moan at the contact, and I hold myself still inside her for a moment.