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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE: VIPER
I listen to Rafe claim that he’s willing to do anything to clear me of this murder charge. Instead of feeling elated, I’m filled with dread. Okay, my heart does a slow roll at his words. But the cost is much too high. Hacking into video cameras, especially the city’s traffic cams, is illegal. Something a cop shouldn’t be condoning. However, Rafe barely acknowledges the illegalities. Instead, he’s urging Spark to break those laws.
“Can I talk to you?” I ask Rafe.
Rafe looks at me with confusion but nods and follows me out into the hallway. “What’s the matter?” he asks, taking both my hands in his.
“What are you doing?” I ask him. “You’re okay with Spark hacking into city cameras? Rafe, you didn’t even bat an eye when he gave us a rundown on Traynor’s finances. You’re a cop. This shit is illegal.”
Rafe pulls our hands up before placing a kiss on each of my knuckles. He doesn’t speak right away but stares into my eyes for several moments. I see into his soul and feel the emotion coursing through him.
“For as long as I can remember, I’ve wanted to be a cop. My dad was a cop, so was my uncle. My brother chose a different path, but his son is a cop. I’m proud of what I do. But as I sat inTraynor’s office today, I realized something. While being a cop is important to me, it pales to how I feel about you. How I feel about us. I was ready to take down the two assholes he put on me. Even though I knew if I did that, I’d likely lose my job. But I didn’t care. I sat in that office and waited, even though it killed me to do so. Not because I wanted to save my job. But because I need to stay a cop long enough to clear you. I knew Puma had your back, as does every member of this club. Keeping my job wasn’t important except for helping you.”
I shake my head. “You can’t choose me over your job.”
“Who says I can’t?” Rafe says with a smirk. “I sat in Traynor’s office and thought about my future. Do you know what I saw?” I shake my head. “You. That’s it. That’s all that mattered. I believe in the law, but I believe more in justice. Too many of the cops I work with don’t. Fuck, too many of them only care about using the badge to throw their weight around. I sat with two uniformed officers who saw me as a dirty cop because I’m friends with the club. I’ve been coming to this clubhouse for months, and not once has anyone made me feel unwelcome. Or looked at me like I was the enemy. Even though they have every reason to distrust cops. You guys don’t tell me everything. I get it. You protect each other and your friends and families by keeping secrets. You don’t break the law to cause harm but to find justice. I wish I could say the same about my fellow cops. Some I can, but too many of them, I can’t.”
“I’m scared you’ll come to resent me for leading you to the dark side,” I admit.
Rafe chuckles before pulling me into his arms. “Oh, baby. You aren’t on the dark side of anything. You’re too bright and beautiful to be anything but pure light. I love you. You’re it for me.”
I pull back and stare at him. “You love me?”
“I do! I realized that today while I waited and planned. All this time, I’ve been struggling. But today, it all became clear when I thought I might lose you. That thought caused me more pain than the possibility of losing my job. My job is not as important to me as you are. I just needed my brain to catch up.”
I shake my head, but he stops me by cupping my face. “Trust me. I won’t regret this. Not only does loving you feel right, but honestly, I don’t have a choice. Not being with you would make my life not worth living. I’d rather be part of this life, bending the law to protect the innocent. Too many cops don’t care about the innocent. They use the badge, then hide behind the blue line.”
I search his eyes for a sign of doubt, but I only see love and conviction. I don’t know what our future holds, but I agree with Rafe on one thing. We are each other’s future. I can’t imagine spending my life with anyone but him. Breaking free, I surge forward and kiss him. Wrapping his arms around me, he leans back far enough to allow me to wrap my legs around his waist. “I want you,” I murmur against his lips as I grind my pussy against his hardening cock.
“What about…” he mutters while waving a hand at Spark’s door.
“They know where to find us,” I tell him, grabbing his hand and returning it to my back. He slides that hand down until he cups my ass. Without another word, he moves through the common room. Whistles and catcalls follow us down the hallway. I give them the middle finger.
He doesn’t set me on my feet until we’re behind a closed and locked door. Leaning his forehead against mine, we breathe each other in. We both need to center ourselves because this time is different. I cup his face with my palm while he does the same. The kiss we share is soft but more powerful than a bomb blast. Without words, we slowly undress each other. He hangs my kutte on the hook, showing how much he respects me and myclub. The action is symbolic but speaks volumes. Whatever our future holds, we’re facing it together. What a fucking rush!
Leaning into him, I kiss under his chin as he wraps his arms around me. His right hand trails up and down my spine, while his left palms my naked ass. I let my hands explore every glorious inch of skin, like velvet over metal. Sliding my hand down, I wrap my fingers around his cock. He hisses when I make contact. Leaning back, I look into his eyes and see the lust and love that I’m feeling shining back at me. I see my future in those eyes. My breath hitches as the idea takes hold.
“Let me take care of you,” Rafe says softly as he walks me backward toward the bed. He carefully lowers me to the bed and follows, his hands on either side of my head as his body covers mine. “I know you’re a virgin. I promise to take care of you.”
Raising my head slightly, I kiss him. “I know you will. I trust you.” Love for this man washes over me. We’ve never had sex. We’ve pleasured each other, but I always shied away from that level of intimacy. I claimed it was because I wasn’t ready to make that level of commitment, but he saw through my words and understood the meaning behind them. I’m quivering like a plucked, tightly wound piano wire. The emotions flowing through me are strong. The strongest is the knowledge that he’s mine! All mine. Reaching up, I pull him down on top of me. Our tongues tangle and explore as if this is our very first kiss. I guess, in some ways, it is. Tasting him feels like coming home.
He squeezes me tighter, and the look on his face is a combination of wonder, lust, pride, and hunger. “I don’t want to talk about how this is possible, but, baby, I’d be lying if I didn’t say how fucking perfect it is to know I’ll be your first and your only. I’ll take care of you, I promise you.”
“I know you will,” I tell him. “I think I always knew it would be you.”
Flipping my legs over his shoulders, he stares at my pussy as if he’s never seen it before. Everything about this experience is like we’re coming together for the first time.
“This is such a pretty pussy, and it’s all mine,” Rafe says before sliding his tongue through my folds. “I’m going to make you come at least three times before I fill you with my cock, baby girl. I want to make sure you’re ready for me.”
“I’m ready,” I whimper as his lips, tongue, and teeth get busy.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO: RAFE
The taste of Viper’s arousal explodes on my tongue. I can never get enough of her. Until now, eating her out has been my favorite activity, but knowing I’m preparing her for my cock has short-circuited my brain. I want to rush her but take it slow. I need her to be ready for me, but I’m tired of waiting. There is a struggle inside me between my inner caveman and her lover. My cock weeps in anticipation of feeling her sultry heat wrapping around me. I calm my inner caveman by reminding him he’ll have a lifetime of sliding into her pussy. I promised my girl three orgasms, and I will provide.
Sliding my tongue around her clit, through her folds, and into her channel has my girl squirming with pleasure. She uses her strength to crush my head between her thighs as she shoves her pussy into my face. My little girl is ready to blow. I bite down on her clit and am rewarded by her screaming my name as she comes.
“That’s one,” I tell her with a grin as I lower her legs so I can use my fingers to ramp up her pleasure again. I slide my fingers through her essence before flicking her clit. She jolts with each tap. My baby is sensitive. Sliding my fingers into her channel, I find the bundle of nerves and brush my fingers over them once,then twice. On the third pass, I press down on her clit with my thumb. She flies over the edge. “That’s two.”
