Page 39 of Deal with the Devil


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I take her by the arms and squeeze, testing how much she can take. “Let’s get something straight here, Katya.”

“Did I do something wrong?” The fear in her voice guts me.

“No.” I pull her against my chest.

“Lachlan, you’re still naked. And…stiff.”

“I won’tmakeyou blow me,” I blurt. “Ever.”

“You wouldn’t have tomakeme.”

My eyes flutter with those damn sexy words coming off her lips. I stroke her chin, the bruises on her face enraging me. Whoever I thought she was is so completely wrong, it frightens me. Unless I saw what I wanted to see. A frail victim, I could protect. But Katya’s no victim. She’s bold and strong. Daring to take me on.

Fuck, I like that.

I take her hand and lay it on my cock. The electricity in her touch nearly brings me to my knees. I never came last night, so I’m close to exploding.

“You’re so warm. And thick.” She breathes heavily, staring down at my cock.

I jerk off, using her hand. Groaning, stars pop out behind my eyes and my hips start to move. “Christ, that’s good.”

With one tiny hand on my cock, her other hand strokes the planes of my abs. “You’re so beautiful, Lachlan.” She brings her mouth to kiss my chest, her full wet lips puckered against each bulging ridge.

“I’m gonna come, Katya. Let go.”

“No way.”

“It’s gonna be messy.”

“I’m not afraid of a little mess.”

“Aw fuck.” My climax erupts as I tilt my cock up, hot cum squirting from the slit and flowing down the side coats her hand and mine.

“Wow,” she moans, her eyes glued to the cream show I just put on for her with my throbbing dick. She’s not afraid of the stickiness and the lewdness of what I just did.

“Let me clean you up.” I pin her against the sink, my excess cum wiped up on her ass in that delightful track suit as we wash our hands together under warm water.

The smell of her hair takes me back to my past, a time in my life when I felt innocent and hopeful. It’s fresh and clean. All I’ve felt for years is wrecked and dirty.

Turning her head back to catch my eyes, she whispers, “Was that good?”

“That was the best hand job I ever had.” I turn off the water and dry her hands along with mine.

Katya sounds too good to be true.

That’s when things go spectacularly wrong.

My front door opens, and I reach for my Glock. I shoot, emptying my clip, I’m so wired, leaving gaping holes in the wall.

“Lachlan!” Griffin hits the floor. “Check your damn phone. I sent you a text that I was stopping by about that lowlife’s brother who Priscilla deboned the other day.”

“Oh, geez!” Katya rushes to Griffin and helps him stand up. “Lachlan! Go put some clothes on.”

The way she orders me around stills me, then…fuck…arouses me.

Griffin gets to his feet and stops my wife from picking up his phone. “I got it.” He sneaks a look at me standing here with no clothes on. “You guys are getting along, aye?”

I should be mad at him, but he’s my top lieutenant and aside from my brothers, my best friend.

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