Page 59 of Dark Salvation


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Bria holds my gaze, eyes shining with unshed tears.

“I think maybe God is real after all,” I admit. “I think that though he can’t control the actions of evil bastards like the ones in our pasts, he can use those experiences to make us better people.”

I reach into my pocket and pull out the tiny jewelry box. The white gold necklace holds a rather large diamond, surrounded by several smaller one. It’s simple and understated, but it’s her. Delicate and dainty, and absolutely gorgeous.

“I know you have a ring,” I say, gazing up into her questioning eyes. “But as much as I love the ring you have, I wanted to give you something from me.”

“Put it on,” she whispers, turning her back to me and lifting her hair away from the nape of her neck.

I struggle a little with the tiny clasp, but after a couple of attempts, I click it into place. When Bria turns, I can only stare at her.

“I believe we were made for each other,” I continue, catching a tear before it rolls to far down her cheek. “I believe all the shit we’ve both been through has prepared us for the life we’re about to have.”

“I believe that too,” she whispers.

Leaning forward, I capture her lips in a soft, sensual kiss, caressing her tongue with my own. Fuck, this woman was made just for me.

“Make love to me,” she breathes against my mouth.

“Right now?”

She looks around the parking lot. “Have you ever had sex on your motorcycle?”

I shake my head, pleasantly surprised by the idea. Again, more proof she was made just for me.

Bending low, I press my shoulder into her belly and stand, carrying her over my shoulder like a sack of flour.

“Where are we going?” she squeals.

“First,” I say, clapping one hand down on her perfectly formed ass. “I’m going to make love to you on the seat of that motorcycle.”

“Mmhmm,” she murmurs.

“And then, I’m going to take you into the bedroom and lick your pussy until you forget your own name.”

“Oh my,” purrs.

“You game?”

“Can I change my question?” she asks, pushing up from my shoulder so she can meet my eyes.

“Always.”

“You ever licked pussy on the seat of your motorcycle?”

I shake my head, because no, I’ve never even thought about it. But now, that’s all I want to think about.

We reach the motorcycle, and I place her feet on the ground.

“Mrs. Russo, you’re a very naughty woman.”

Grinning, Bria glides her shorts down her legs and kicks them off to the side. I watch as she slides her ass up onto the seat of my motorcycle and parts her knees. “I’m just in love with a beautiful man who happens to have a magical tongue.”

“Fucking made for me,” I mutter. And then I move in, ready to remind my wife just how magical my tongue is.

BURNT

“Dude,where the fuck are you taking me?”I ask, staring up at the abandoned warehouse. “If you wanted to take me out somewhere to kill me, man, at least you could’ve sprung for something better than burgers and fries.”

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