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“I’d… I would be… yes.” Is all he says before she pulls him to her again. Dread begins to pool inside me. He can’t seriously be considering taking someone’s life, can he?
* * *
After we left the others,Rook drove us into the city and refused to tell me where we were going. I was shocked to my core when he parked in front of a tattoo studio and told me it was time to bury his scars. I didn’t know what the hell he meant until he explained, he’s covering the scars Ivan left on him with ink. He says this is his way of moving on from his past. Seeing his scars every day is a constant reminder of what he went through so he wants them covered so he never has to see them again. We’ve been here for hours. Every time I hear the tattoo guns buzz, I flinch. I don’t know how he can stand to have two men working on him at the same time.
I marvel at the sight of his body, now covered in ink—his arms, chest and neck is tattooed. They are now halfway through doing his back and I’ll admit, God, the ink looks good on him. When I came here months ago to see Luka about dad, Rook looked skinny and malnourished but since he’s been working out at Gage’s gym—the one he now runs—he’s begun to fill out again and pile back on his muscles. His six-pack is even beginning to take shape again. Rook’s beauty is raw, one look at him and he steals the very breath from my lungs which is why, I have to convince him that killing Ivan isn’t the answer. I may love him but I cannot condone murder. I know who his family is but he has always been different than them.
* * *
“Sunshine?”I moan and try to brush away the feeling of him shaking me awake. “Baby, wake up.” I groan and open my eyes, then sit up in fright when I realize I fell asleep on the couch at the tattoo parlor. I run my gaze over Rook to see he has his shirt back on and a sexy as all hell smirk on his lips.
“Sorry, I must have been more tired than I thought,” I say before a yawn slips free. He smiles and helps me up. He thanks the guys as we head out. Before we leave the shop, he stops and slips his sweater over my head. The smell of him immediately surrounds me and I sigh in contentment. He interlaces our fingers as we make our way back to the car. I can’t help but smile. I never thought Rook and I would ever find our way back to one another. I mean, I had hoped we would but I just never thought it would be possible after what happened. When we reach his Land Rover Defender, he pops the locks and opens the door for me to slip inside. I swoon when he reaches across me and buckles me in. He pulls back and the heated look in his eyes sends a shiver down my spine. I’m powerless to stop myself. I lean forward and kiss him, long and slow, making sure he can tell just from this kiss that Ineedhim inside me.
He breaks our kiss on a groan. I’m breathless and hot all over. I squirm in my seat as I try to alleviate the ache between my thighs. “Fuck, this is gonna be a long drive,” he grumbles as he closes the door and heads to his side, then starts the car and pulls out. Two minutes into the drive and I’m hyper aware of how close he is to me. I need to touch him. I reach over and run my hand over the top of his dick and gasp when I feel how hard he is already. “Just looking at you gets me rock fucking hard.” I smile triumphantly, it’s still so hard to comprehend someone like me can get this God of a man off. “Either move your fucking hand or pull it out and make me come!” His heated words has a thrill shooting through me. I unbuckle my seat belt and lean over the console to undo his jeans. I can feel his gaze boring a hole into the top of my head, he doesn’t stop me though.
I peel his zipper down and pull his cock free. He hisses at the feeling of me touching him. His cock is angry and red, my mouth watering at the sight of him. I don’t draw this out, knowing we both need it. He needs to release his pent up stress and I need to taste him more than I need my next breath. I wrap my lips around his head, sucking him all the way into the back of my throat. I love the sounds he makes, the taste of him and hearing his dirty words has me clamping my thighs together. I can feel how wet I am already. I have no panties on and know I must have a wet spot on the front of my light-blue jeans.
“Fuck yes, baby, like that,” he rasps out as he grips the back of my head and pushes me all the way down on his cock. He’s always loved that I don’t have a gag reflex and can take him all the way inside my mouth. “Fuck!” he shouts. I gasp around his cock when I feel the car swerve. I try to pull back but his grip on my head won’t allow it. He reaches around me and slams the car in park before pushing his chair back and then thrusting into my mouth. My worries of us crashing flee knowing that he must have pulled over somewhere. “Fuck yes, you suck like a fucking porn star, baby.” I moan around his cock. “You want my cum inside your pussy or down your throat.” He releases his hold on my head allowing me to pull back. I look around to find we’re parked in a dark alley.
There is just enough light in the car for me to see his heated gaze is on me. I make quick work of freeing myself of my pants, as Rook pushes his further down his legs before I hop across the console and straddle him. His hands immediately go to my hips. I push up as much as I can, given the space in the car, and line his cock up with my entrance. I slowly lower onto him, gasping. Rook hisses at the feeling of his cock slipping inside my tight wet hole.
“Fuck!” I moan out when he is fully sheathed inside me, just the feeling of having him buried deep inside my pussy has me wanting to come.
“You’re so fucking tight, sunshine,” he growls out. He pushes my shirt up and smirks when he sees I’m not wearing a bra. He doesn’t waste time. He leans forward and sucks my nipple into his mouth, causing me to cry out. My body moves of its own accord and my hips begin to rock back and forward making us both moan. He releases my nipple with a wet pop then claims my lips in a searing kiss. I reach up to grip the handle above the door for something to hold onto as I ride him. He drops back into his seat, tweaks my nipples between his fingers and that sets me off. I stop moving, fighting off my orgasm not wanting to ruin the interior of his car. I can feel his disapproving gaze on me but ignore it. I start to move again but at a slower pace. After a minute, I start to bounce up and down again on his cock, moaning shamelessly at the feeling he is inflicting on my body. When I feel my orgasm cresting again I stop moving. He growls out in anger. “What the fuck are you doing?” he snaps.
“I… I–.”
“I swear to God if you don’t squirt all over my dick in the next minute you won’t be coming for a month!” I gape down at him shocked he would threaten me with that.
“It will go everywhere and ruin your car!” I protest, he grips my hips in a punishing hold and begins to slam inside me, I cry out.
“I don’t give a fuck.” He rasps out, in my frenzied state of bliss I forget about his fresh ink and claw at his chest. He hisses but doesn’t protest. If anything his thrusts grow more erratic. I feel my orgasm building again and this time he won’t allow me to stop. He slams inside me two more times before I scream out, lifting me off his cock as I squirt all over him. He hums his approval, but doesn’t give me a chance to calm down as he slams back inside.
“Rook!” I scream out.
“Take it baby, take every fucking thing I give you, sunshine,” he grits out as he continues to fuck me senseless. I feel his cock swelling inside me and know he is close. He reaches between our sweat slickened bodies and pinches my clit setting off another orgasm that has me seeing stars. I come, screaming his name, he follows after me a second later with my name on his lips.
I have never felt more powerful than I do in this moment, knowing that little old me just brought Rook Murdoch to the highest of highs with my body.
Rook
Two days later…
Clare has been distant and acting weird since we got back from the tattoo shop the other night. She hasn’t let me fuck her and I don’t know why. Her pulling away from me has all my doubts creeping in, which is why I called Opal. I now sit in the games room inside Bishop’s house with Opal sitting opposite me. She doesn’t seem mad that I’ve blown her off since Clare moved in with me but she does seem worried about what I just told her, which puts me on edge.
“Okay, I’m sensing there is more to this story than you are telling me. From what I know of Clare, she loves you and would do anything for you. I can see it in your eyes and posture that since you and Clare have made your relationship official, that you have overcome a lot of obstacles, which is why I am perplexed as to why she would turn cold suddenly?” I sigh and run a hand down my face.
“She overheard a conversation between me and my siblings and I don’t think she likes what she heard.” She nods her head, understanding dawning on her.
“Without getting into too much detail, I am assuming that Clare overheard something that most people would balk at?” I reluctantly nod my head. “Have you spoken to her about thissituation?” I shake my head and she hums her understanding. “I think you and Clare need to have a conversation and be as open and honest with each other as you can.” I sigh and slouch into my seat, I was afraid she would say that and honestly, I knew it was coming but I wanted to avoid this topic with Clare. She is the only good thing in my life and I don’t want her getting tainted by the darkness in my life. She is way too fucking good for me and I know that. I’m gonna spend the rest of my life waiting for her to wake up and realize she could do better than me.
“What if she can’t come to terms with what I have to do?” I ask.
“Will you handling thissituationhelpyou?” I ponder her question for a second before answering.
“I think this will be the final piece of the puzzle that I need to finally move on.” Understanding dawns on her, she sits up straighter and crosses her legs as she holds my gaze.
“Then you need to make her see that this is what you need. She knew who you were and where you come from when she decided to establish this relationship with you, Rook. Some things in life aren’t always black and white, some areas are gray, and you need to make her see that.”
