Page 112 of Vicious Chaos


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To know she feels the same solidifies this as the perfect day.

We stay silent, Scar humming softly to the music she put on the radio as I drive the few minutes to the address she gave me. I can tell her mind is still racing even after getting to vent.

I pull into the drive and the garage automatically opens so I pull into it without hesitation. The door closes behind us as if on a motion sensor. I don’t even bother saying anything to her about it. The amount of ridiculous technology I have discovered since knowing her is already too long of a list. At this point I’m just accepting it for what it is.

I catch the subtle movement as she bites down on her lip and all other thoughts are pushed from my mind. My heart still races from the adrenaline of our adventure and I’m eager to chase that high the best way Scar has taught me. With her.

I jump out of the car and am at her side before she can unclip her seat belt. I pull her into my arms, needing to feel her as close to me as possible. She’s just as eager as she writhes in my arms, pushing that perfect pussy of hers up against me.

Her lips find mine as I stumble to the door that leads into the house, she pauses only long enough to put her finger into the scanner that unlocks the door. I push through and find a simple but fully furnished kitchen. I grin against her lips as I spot the refrigerator.

I squeeze her ass in my hands as I move to the counter and place her on top of it. I work my fingers into the waistband of her shorts, thankful that they’re the athletic ones she favors over jean shorts and start to push them down her thighs. She shimmies her body in an effort to get them off all the faster. I rip her shirt over her head, and she is already pulling her bra off before it even hits the floor.

Each move is urgent as we steal kisses between getting her naked for me. I spread her legs apart and admire the way she holds nothing back for me. She opens up and lets me look my fill, arching her back to put her pretty tits on display. Just begging for my attention.

Her soft skin shines under the lights of the kitchen. The blood spattered and smeared over her making her all the more enticing. I don’t know what it is about her savage side, but it turns me on more than anything else. Her most fucked up pieces call to me like a beacon leading a ship home.

I groan as her pink pussy starts to glisten under my examination. I haven’t even touched her yet but it’s as if my eyes alone can pull her under an ocean of desire.

As if she can read my thoughts, she moans, “Ryder, please.”

“Fuck, babe,” I groan back. When she gets like this, I could never say no to her. Not for anything.

I drop to my knees in front of her, desperate to taste her. Ever since Kade slid that ice cube covered in her desire into my mouth, I’ve been addicted. There’s nothing quite as sweet as the way she tastes on my tongue.

I spear my tongue into her tight channel, loving how wet she already is. She tries to close her legs even as she bucks up into my face, but I catch her at the knees and keep her spread wide open.

I nuzzle my nose against her clit, grinning at her wetness smearing over my face. “Murder turn you on, babe?”

Her hand falls on my head as she tightens my hair in her first. “It just might,” she murmurs. I can’t believe how tightly wound she already is. Then again maybe I can.

Our little murder party definitely turned me on. Watching her unleash her pent up anger. Realizing just how much she’s been holding back. How tightly she has her control wound around her emotions.

I’m fucking obsessed with the woman in front of me and yet I still feel like I haven’t given her enough credit. Like I still don’t understand the true depth of her strength and abilities.

I use my tongue to run circles over her clit, releasing one of her knees to slip two fingers into her drenched cunt. They slide right in as I curl them to find her sweet spot. I don’t stop until she’s shaking and screaming my name.

The second the waves of her orgasm have receded, she uses her grip on my hair to yank me up to her. Our kiss is full of adrenaline and need as she slips her hands into the waistband of my pants, pushing them down desperately.

Her teeth nip at my lips. I laugh against them before I step away from her and finish undressing myself. She whines even as she bites her lip and looks at me through her lashes.

I strip quickly and move back to her, fisting her hair at the nape of her neck and crashing my lips into hers. I swallow her moans of pleasure, her pleas for more. I grip my hard dick in my hand and guide it to her entrance. I pull away from her just so I can look in those bright green eyes that follow me even into my dreams as I slide into her.

I thrust in one long hard motion, holding it as soon as I’m fully seated in her. I relax my grip on her hair, petting her gently instead. Her eyes give away everything she’s feeling. The love and desire burning brightly as she drops all of the shields she normally has in place. Hiding nothing from me in this moment.

“I love you, Scar,” I murmur. I pull out and slam back into her making her cry out in surprise.

Her eyes close and her breathing gets heavy as she tries to speak. “Fuck, Ry.” She shakes her head, panting. “I love you too.”

Her hands land on my shoulders to brace herself as I pound in and out of her, going harder with every thrust. I kiss across her jaw, down her neck, biting down when I reach just above her collarbone. I’ll never get tired of marking her as mine. Leaving proof of me behind in a stunning bite sized bruise.

She gasps and tightens around me. This woman. She fits me like a fucking glove. “Babe, you’re perfect.”

She nods, using her grip on my shoulders to try and bring me closer to her. I get comfortable in between her legs, picking up my pace and moving with short fast thrusts.

Her body shakes in my arms and she throws her head back. I can feel how close she is. I push her back against the counter, so she lays flat on her back. I lift her legs and rest them on my shoulders, doing my best to not lose any of the pace I had built up.

She screams as soon as I fully piston into her in the new position. I use my thumb to find her clit and massage it. She needs just a little bit more to push her over. I rub her faster, moving into her harder and faster as she just pants my name over and over again.

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