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“Hey. You okay?” I ask, reaching out and cupping her chin, then tilting her face up to meet my eyes.
“Yeah, I’m good.” She chews her bottom lip, which I haven’t seen her do in years.
Liar.
I let the lie slide for a minute. Releasing her chin, I take her free hand—she’s holding clothes in the other one—and I lead her to my room.
Letting her step inside first, I push the door closed then step up behind her, sliding my arms around her waist. I slip a hand beneath her top, feathering my fingertips over her abdomen. Reaching her tits, I cup one then the other, which earns me a small moan.
“We have thirty minutes until we need to leave. Plenty of time for me to make you beg for release, but I’ll only let you come if you tell me the truth, Rox.” I yank the cup of her bra down, finding her nipple peaked and as hard as my fucking dick. She gasps as I give it a tweak, then flick it, turning her gasp into a groan.
“I…I don’t know…” Her words fall away as I pop the button on her jeans, then with both hands, I push them down her legs to pool at her ankles. She’s wearing a black lace thong, and I hold her hips, leaning back to get a look at her bare arse.
I caress one cheek, then the other while I slip in the side of her thong and find her clit, slowly rubbing back and forward with my middle finger. With each pass, I dip into her pussy a little bit more before running back over her clit. The clothes she was holding fall to the floor as both her hands grip my thighs, nails digging in, and it has my dick straining against my trousers.
“I asked you if you were okay, and you said yes, but it was a lie, Rox. I want to know what’s the matter. So, tell me.”
“I don’t…it’s…ahhh, fuck,” she whispers as I slip in up to the knuckle, and her hips buck, seeking the fullness, seeking her release.
“Tick, Tock, Rox.” This time as I push inside her, I pump in and out a couple of times, building her up, but then I stop and change rhythm. “How badly do you want this?”
“Fuck you, Zak,” she pants outs.
I land a slap to her bare arse cheek then soothe it while I work her clit, adding a second finger and rubbing in a circular motion. I feel as her orgasm nears, but just as she’s about to tip over the edge, I stop.
“Fuck!” she hollers, trying to push my hand aside so she can finish herself off, but I grab her hand, bringing it behind her back and holding it in place.
“Naughty, naughty, Rox. Tell me what’s wrong. I can do this all fucking night. Can you?” I slowly begin rubbing her clit again before shoving two fingers inside her. She’s soaking wet, and her walls lock onto to my fingers instantly.
“Just fucking let me come, and I’ll…ahhh…tell you after,” she pleads, as I curl my fingers and rub just the right spot on her front wall. “This is not a conversation for when you’re inside of me, any part of you.”
That has me pausing.
“No, no! Don’t fucking stop again, Zak. Jesus!”
Hearing the need in her voice, I keep going. Pumping in and out, my fingers slick with her juices, and I lick my lips at the thought of tasting her. God, she’s so fucking sweet.
Her body tenses as the first shudder rolls over her, and as her orgasm tops out, her legs give way, forcing my hold on her to tighten. Her panted whimpers as she comes down have my cock throbbing and leaking precum inside my pants. When she finally has her breath back and can stand, I draw my fingers from her and turn her head so that she can see as I lick them clean.
In a move that’s so fucking hot, she pulls my fingers away from my mouth and wraps her own lips around them, sucking them deep into her mouth, running her tongue along each one.
“Fuck me dead!” Pulling my fingers free from her mouth with a pop, I slam my lips down on hers. I can taste her on her own lips and on mine, and it’s the dirtiest, hottest, sweet as fucking sin thing in the world.
When I’ve had my fill, I break the kiss, levelling her with a look that no words will ever be able to replicate.
“I fucking love you, Roxanne Whi—”
“Lawler. I’m a Lawler, Zak. Always have been and always will be.”
I know Maddox had a helmet custom made for her, and I know she’d seen it, but I wasn’t sure she was ready to hear it yet. So this is a surprise but the best kind.
“Damn fucking straight you are, Roxanne Lawler,” I say, then kiss her again.
Releasing her, I watch as she pulls the jeans from her legs, leaving her in just her thong and top before asking her my next question. But I don’t need to ask as she offers the answer freely.
“Noah is on the audio files,” she blurts out with a shrug.
She says it like it’s no big deal, but I know it is. And to be honest, I already wanted to kill him for touching what is ours, then I wanted to make him suffer for betraying her, but now, death isn’t even close to good enough. He’s joining the ‘death is too good for you’ list. It’s not a very big list because in the past I wasn’t fussy about who I killed.
