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“Been dying for a taste,” I murmur and let my tongue slide through her lips.
Fuck. I knew she’d taste good on my tongue. Damn perfect. I start to lick and suck, taking my time to explore every inch while keeping an eye on her body. The way she moans, whimpers, curls her back, and lets her fingers reach for my head to keep me in place; everything she does is instruction in how to bring her more pleasure.
A string of curses flows out before she moans, “Ezraaaaaa, yesssss!”
I don’t think my ears have ever had the pleasure of hearing my name laced with ecstasy. And I fucking relish in it. Her pussy keeps rippling and I slowly let her slide down from the bliss I put her in. She sags into the mattress and I pull back, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.
“That was…sooooo good and just what I needed.” Her chest is rising and falling and her eyes are closed.
I start to undress and take in her body while I’m getting naked.
Staring at her beautiful tits, I palm my cock and have to know before I sink balls deep, “Haven’t fucked anyone since I’ve been inside you. Still clean. You?”
Her head comes up and her gaze instantly slides down to my cock. I slide my thumb over the piercing and she lets the tip of her tongue move over her bottom lip.
“Babe,” I groan. “Stop looking at my cock like you want to suck and swallow. We’ll get to that later but I really need to feel your tight and greedy pussy strangling my cock first.”
I move over her and place the tip at her entrance, letting the piercing play with her clit. She moans at the stimulation and her hips are already searching me out to fill her body.
“My greedy pussy,” I murmur in approval. “Answer my question, Syn. We still good to fuck bare?”
Her breasts are staring right at me, the hard peaks begging me to suck and I gladly give into temptation and catch one between my teeth to gently nibble.
“Yes,” she groans, answering my question with the perfect answer. “Still good.”
She screams in the sweet balance of pleasure and pain as I impale her with my cock. She digs her nails in to keep me in place when I start to fuck in and out. I can’t explain it other than hard and raw fucking. I should take it slow and feel every inch of her delightful body, but the truth is, I can’t. It’s exactly like last time when I felt her wrapped around me.
It’s bliss. A taste of pleasure that’s rare. It’s light when you’ve only ever had darkness surround you. Warmth where all you’ve ever had to endure is the icy cold of loneliness and incompletion. It’s finally finding the right person who is able to reach you so deep it scorches your heart.
And when she comes all over my cock, I blindly follow her into the bliss flowing through our veins. Fucking perfection, just like the last time. Some people never experience this kind of chemistry, and one can never fake or force that shit and with us? It’s there, it’s all natural, and ours to magnify to the full extent. If we light up and melt into one from the start, it’s one hell of a foundation to expand from here on out.
CHAPTER FIVE
– HUDSYN –
“I have no clue what you’re talking about.” I sigh in frustration and try not to glare at the man who made me an amazing dinner last night, had crazy hot sex with–three delicious rounds during the night–and fixed me breakfast this morning. All of this before we went into what was once my father’s office, and now mine.
His finger taps on the top left corner of the accounting ledger. “Right here, see this tiny, handwritten one in the corner? This tells me there are more ledgers. You know, to keep shit happening off the books in line.”
I can’t help but mimic a fish for a breath or two when my mouth opens and closes. Off the books? My dad and his guys did off the books stuff? I can’t wrap my brain around this fact. He’s always been straightforward, open, honest, everything above the table, not under it.
This doesn’t mean I’m ignorant. I’ve been running this ranch and the MC for the last few months and have had a few companies bring stuff without any invoices and wanting cash. But for there to be a complete other ledger to keep track? Weird.
“I have no freaking clue,” I tell him honestly. “I could ask my sister but I’m sure she would have mentioned it to me because she is the one keeping track of all the financial stuff.”
“Mind getting her in here? If she doesn’t know we could search the office but maybe it’s gone. Maybe they had it with them during their last–”
I hold up my hand to cut him off. I don’t need to hear it. Over the last few months I’ve been confronted with the death of my father and all the others time and time again. Sometimes multiple times a day and it consumes me. And every time someone brings it up my heart squeezes and I think it also prevents me from grieving.
I’ve cried, yelled, been an emotional wreak, don’t get me wrong, but it’s as if I’m keeping him alive by finding out who took him and the others from me. And until that day comes the pain keeps jabbing my heart.
I release a deep sigh and finish his sentence because it’s once again inevitable. “When an IED went off and someone started shooting and killed them all. Right. Well, everything in that room was collected into boxes and we stored everything.”
A look of surprise slides across his face. “Have you glanced through it?”
I give a curt shake with my head. “That would require me to be confronted with blood on papers, burned papers, shredded items due to the shrapnel inside the IED, and whatnot. I can’t deal.I can’t deal, Ezra,” I croak, emotions getting the better of me and add on a croaked whisper, “I can’t deal.”
“Fuck,” he whispers and before I can take my next breath, I’m safely wrapped in his arms.
