Page 92 of Obliterate


Font Size:  

She digs her heels into my ass, pressing me closer and holding me deep. “Fuck, Ingrid…” Her name is a plea on my lips.

White hot heat shoots up my spine, my vision blurring. I clench my eyes shut, and my breath catches as lights flash behind my eyes. A ringing sounds in my ears, my head spinning with the adrenaline rush as my balls pull up and the force of my climax rocks through me. “Fuuuck!”I groan as I rest my forehead on hers, panting frantically while slowly coming down from the intense as-hell high.

After what feels like forever, I roll us to our sides and pull her leg to rest on my hip. Her eyes are heavy, and I nuzzle my nose against hers, lazily kissing her lips. She gives me a satiated smile, and I’m lost in her once more.

Ingrid is so fucking beautiful.

And with all of her insecurities forgotten, she is breathtaking.

Her pussy clenches, reminding me that I’m still inside her. It’s then I realize I’m not wearing a condom. “Fuck, angel. I’m so sorry.”

“Sorry? Why the hell are you apologizing? That wasin-fucking-credible.”

“I didn’t put on a condom. We can go to the pharmacy.Shit. I can’t believe I was that irresponsible. That never happens,” I ramble, because, fuck! How did I manage to forget something so important?

Her laughter brings me out of my head. She’s stroking her fingers through my hair, staring at me with the warmest of smiles. “Relax. It’s fine. There’s nothing to worry about. I’ve started to go through menopause, so getting pregnant shouldn’t be an issue…” She pauses, her face turning serious. “But… should I be worried about how many women you’ve been with?”

My heart rate slows, and I take a deep breath. “That is the last thing you need to worry about,” I assure, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

I pull my angel closer, tucking her against my chest.

This woman.

I don’t know what I did to deserve her, but I will do everything in my power to keep her.

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

South

The Next Morning

Something tickles my chest, making my entire body jerk. My hand snaps to whatever is crawling on me, and my eyes flash open as I grab Ingrid’s hand while she gently strokes my chest. She chuckles at my reaction as my muscles relax back to a normal state, and I loosen my grip on her wrist, bringing the back of her hand up to my mouth to kiss the back of it.

She smirks. “You scare easy.”

“And you shouldn’t scare a biker when the club’s going to war.”

Ingrid leans in, resting her head on my chest, my fingers threading through her strawberry-blonde hair. “Do you think it’s going to be okay? That we’re all going to make it through?”

Leaning in, I press a kiss to her head and wrap my arm around my woman, pulling her closer. “We have to… we are Defiance.”

She lifts her head, looking at me, her finger tracing my jawline. “Do you thinkwe’regonna make it through?”

A cheesy grin lights my face as I stare at her. “I’m not going anywhere, angel. You’re stuck with me.”

Ingrid leans down, pressing her lips to mine. My fingers slide into her hair, gripping tight. My tongue collides with hers as my other hand slides to her back, holding her, and I spin us. She squeals into my mouth so playfully that it makes my heart soar as we chuckle. I press my erect cock against her pussy, kissing her passionately. My cock throbs, aching to be inside her again, her legs wrapping around me. I know she wants that too. We are desperate for each other. Our need to be joined again is too much for us right now. I can’t wait to work her up. I know she is soaking for me, so I line the tip of my cock up with her pussy.

“Fuck, yes, South!” she whimpers out, and just as I go to slide inside her, there’s a loud knock at her door.

“Ingrid, you in there?” Hurricane calls from the other side of the door.

Terror shoots through me.

My cock is soft instantly.

“Fuck!” I murmur as I fall to the side of the mattress.

Ingrid pushes me to get me to run for the bathroom.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com