Riley (Shattered Souls MC 4)
“I’m gonna take care of this, baby girl. You can relax with my weed for now, but you won’t need it again. I’m going to protect you,” I say, passing it back to her.
She takes a smaller hit this time and holds it in before blowing the smoke up toward the ceiling. She keeps her focus there as she passes the joint back.
“I’m not doubting you, Riley. I’m scared for you though.”
I rest my hand on her thigh as I put the joint out. “I’m not scared, so you shouldn’t be. I’ll do what I have to do.”
“Kill him?” she whispers.
“As much as I want to do that, I won’t. He’s unpredictable and I can’t risk it,” I explain.
“I miss you so much,” she says so quietly I almost don’t hear her.
Her focus is still on the ceiling, but I know she’s fighting all kinds of emotions. It fucking kills me and I rub my thigh as I lean back on the couch.
I drop my head back and focus on the ceiling as well. “I miss you too, so fucking much.”
“I wish I could forgive you,” she says.
“I do too, but I understand,” I say.
I close my eyes and for a minute I let myself pretend everything is fine. That we are still together and that there is no federal agent out for blood. My hand moves higher up her thigh and I hear her suck in a breath.
“You want me to relax you completely, baby girl?”
She lets out a soft moan when my fingertips graze against her covered pussy. She’s only wearing shorts that I could easily slip my fingers beneath and feel how wet she is for me.
“Yes,” she breathes out.
My dick presses so hard against my zipper that I need to adjust it. “I want to fuck you. I want to throw you up against the wall and slam into you. I want to have you screaming my name. I want to feel you come on my dick while I’m deep inside you. But I don’t think that’s what you want. I think you want just my mouth and fingers. You want the relief, but you want me to suffer. Am I right?”
She finally turns her head to the side and locks her eyes with mine. “Yes.”
I nod and drop down to my knees. I pull off her shorts and panties in one fast movement, tossing them behind me. This isn’t the first time she’s punished me like this. Only the last time it was her trying to dominate me instead of me dominating her. And it didn’t end in me walking away with blue balls, I fucked her until she could hardly walk.
I push her legs wide, seeing the most perfect pussy I’ve ever seen. It’s mine and I’m done trying to pretend otherwise. I’ll take care of this piece of shit agent and I’ll fight for what’s mine.
With a determination I haven’t felt since she walked out the door, I suck her clit into my mouth.
“Oh god!”
Her raspy, turned on voice spurs me on. I grab her hips pulling her ass to the edge of the couch. I feast on her, sucking, biting, licking every inch of her wet, greedy pussy. She rubs herself against me and I growl against her. I bite down on her clit and slam two fingers into her tight heat. She moans as I finger fuck her. It’s hard and fast and exactly how I know she likes it. My tongue thrashes against her clit as her moans get louder.
My face in between her legs, the smell of her arousal, her taste on my tongue is like returning home. I twist my fingers and curl them, causing her to scream. I suck her clit into my mouth as I continue to hit the perfect spot over and over.
She grabs my hair and moans. “I’m so close, don’t fucking stop.”
Like she has to tell me. I have no intentions of stopping, ever. I continue my assault on her needy pussy. It’s bringing me back to life, clearing my head. Reminding me of the man I am.
I feel her tighten on my fingers right before she pulls my hair. “I’m gonna come.”
I bite on her clit and she screams as she comes hard and fast. I lick at her, savoring her taste until her moans quiet. I run my nose up her pussy, dragging my tongue to her clit. I flick it one last time and her body jerks.
I look up at her from between her legs and lick my lips. “Fuck, baby girl. I missed your taste.”
She swallows a few times before she nods. “I needed that.”
“Me too,” I say, leaning back to grab her shorts.