Chapter 20
Hawk
After dealing with the bullshit at the club then the shitty afternoon Atlanta traffic, all I could think about was my Kitty Kat. I’d hoped she’d already eaten, but since she hadn’t, I got us plates to go that we would have ready for later.
I nearly dragged her back to the house, having to remind myself her stride wasn’t as long as mine. I almost said fuck it to the food so I could scoop her up and just carry her.
It wasn’t food I was hungry for. It was her.
The whole ride she consumed my thoughts, and when I pulled back into the clubhouse, I was laser focused on finding her.
Not checking in with my officers, not visiting Keys, not even taking a seat at my table for my normal drink while I watched the crowd.
I hadn’t been certain Rooster was still with me until I saw him when we were making our plates.
After making it to the door and entering the code, I shoved it open and grabbed her plate. Her eyes were wide, but she followed me inside. I put the plates on the kitchen counter as she walked toward it.
Hustling to her before she made it, I grabbed her waist and lifted her up. She squealed but smiled as she wrapped her legs around me.
“I’m glad to see you, too,” she said before she dropped her mouth to mine.
Unable to even make it another second, I dropped her feet to the ground, then unbuttoned her pants, shoving them down. She kicked off her flats before I yanked the pants off her ankles.
Pressing her to the wall as I fell to my knees, I dug my face into her sweet cunt and she gasped. I was desperate to bury my cock in her, so I pressed two fingers inside as I lapped over her clit.
Her fingers gripped my hair as they trembled. Grabbing her leg, I threw it over my shoulder and held her hip to keep her steady with my free hand.
“Hawk, shit,” she panted as I sucked and finger fucked her.
My cock was about to explode and I wanted to feel her around me.
Undoing my belt and jeans, I continued licking her pussy.
“You taste so fucking good, but I need to be inside you.” Once I’d freed my aching hard-on, I stood.
With one quick push, I was inside of her, holding her against the wall with her legs around me and my jeans barely hanging on over my ass.
“Aahh,” she moaned loudly.
“Did I hurt you?” I asked as I paused.
“Don’t stop,” she answered.
Her whole tiny body wrapped around me and I did as she told me. Her slick heat sent me into a frenzy and I pounded her into the wall.
She mewled and moaned as she bounced on my cock. I nipped and licked the soft skin of her neck where the floral shit was the strongest. I was addicted to that space on her neck.
My hands dug into her round hips as I held her, thrusting in and out of her tight little pussy.
“Hawk, I’m gonna come,” she practically cried out.
“That’s it, Kitty Kat,” I said through ragged breaths. “Come on my cock.”
Her walls clenched around me, pulsating rhythmically and my balls tightened. As spurts shot into her channel, I looked down between us.
“Look down, baby,” I demanded through clenched teeth. “Watch me come inside you.”
Her face was pink, her eyes even darker than normal and barely open, but she looked down as her back braced on the wall.
Holding her hips, I thrusted, loving the way her face looked as she watched me take her with swollen lips and hooded eyes. “Whose pussy is this?”
Her expression was almost pained as her brows pinched and she panted. “It’s yours, all yours.”
“Fuckin’ right. Mine. You’re all mine,” I growled.
She let out a wobbly moan with my final, hard thrust inside of her and a rumble came from my chest.
We panted in unison, but her legs were limp so I moved my hands under her thighs, holding her weight for her. My forehead pressed to hers.
“Open your eyes,” I told her.
Her gorgeous dark eyes nearly crossed but she opened them. Her shirt was still on, and I was fully dressed, boots and all.
“Take your shirt off,” I told her.
She was still panting but she reached down, so I moved back enough for her to pull it off. She was working her bra off when she said, “Okay, but fair is fair. Your turn.”
My hand grabbed her perky tit, rolling her nipple between my thumb and finger. “In a minute.”
“Now.”
“Someone is feeling bossy,” I told her.
She started to work my cut off, but I leaned back. “Hold up, baby.” My dick was falling out of her anyway, so I gently put her feet on the floor and made sure she was steady.
Pulling off my cut, I looked her over. She was too perfect. I wanted to just look at her.
“Well,” she said with a smirk.
“This,” I said holding up my cut, “can’t touch the ground.” I stuck my hand out. “Come on.”
Leading her to the bedroom, I hung the cut on the hook by the door then pulled my shirt over my head. Leaning down, I pulled the laces from my boots before pulling them off then shedding the rest of my clothes.
“Come with me,” I said as I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her against me. Her feet dangled but she grabbed my shoulders as her bare body pressed against mine.
Turning on the shower, I stuck my hand in. Once it was good and hot, I motioned for her to climb in.
She’d added her things to the shower, so I grabbed her shampoo and lathered her hair. It smelled good, but it wasn’t the smell. I helped her rinse that and added some conditioner. She laughed when I added a huge amount to my palm.
“Um, you owe me more conditioner.”
I added it to her hair and worked it through. “Hey, I don’t have this much hair, so I don’t know. I assumed you’d need a lot to comb it.”
She turned around, the rivulets running down over her full cheeks and stuck to her lashes.
I gripped her chin and ran my thumb over her full bottom lip. “You’re so beautiful.”
Shit. I meant sexy. She’s sexy as hell. Beautiful was too intimate.
“So are you,” she said as her tiny hands slid over my chest.
Tilting her face up with my hand, I pressed my mouth to hers.
“Oh, wait, wait, wait!” she said with a yelp. She leaned her head into the shower stream and worked the conditioner out. “This was getting in my eyes.”
Helping her rinse it I said, “Sorry. This is new territory for me.”
Her eyes fluttered open as she kept her head tilted back. “What? What do you mean?”
“I’ve not showered with anyone else. Unless you count the guys at the county jail but I can assure you, I wasn’t helping anyone with their hair.”
“I don’t believe you,” she replied with a smirk.
“Oh, they may have wanted to touch my hair, but I didn’t want to touch theirs.”
She smacked my chest. “You know what I mean. And did you just make a joke? I wasn’t sure you were capable.” She finally stepped from the shower stream and pushed the excess water from her hair down to the ends.
“It’s just something that never happened.” I’d been careful to never get too close to any woman. I kept it almost transactional, but not monetary, just in the physical sense. No mental or emotional connection, just sex.
But I didn’t think for a second before pulling her into the bathroom with me.
I needed a while to reset, so this seemed logical.
I wanted to be near her. And I planned to eat her out again soon, so a little clean up couldn’t hurt.
I’d pumped her full twice today and I wanted to really enjoy her and make her crazy, so shower time made sense.
“Well, at least I have one thing that’s just mine,” she said as her hand slid over my slick skin.
“Have you showered with anyone?” I asked, not sure I wanted to know the answer but also needing to know at the same time.
“Absolutely not.”
“Good. Then I have something that’s all mine, too.”
“I already am all yours, Hawk.” She slid her hands around my back and down over my ass. “And I believe you are mine as well.”
I didn’t understand it, and I wasn’t sure I liked it, but she was right. I was hers.
Gripping her wet hair, I tugged and waited for those pretty lips to part for me before slamming mine down and plundering her mouth with my tongue, swaying closer to the water.
She squeezed my ass as much as she could as the water poured over us. My free hand slid over her silky skin, learning every curve and dip. She was soft but had strength as well, with toned and shapely muscles.
I couldn’t stop kissing her; touching her. I was mesmerized by this woman… by my wife.
Eventually, she pulled away, gasping. “This water is going to turn cold if we don’t hurry up.”
“Fine, but no clothes still once we’re done.”
She rolled her eyes but said, “Deal. Although, you rushed us out of there so fast you didn’t even get one of my brownies.”
“I’ll have some brought to us, don’t worry,” I told her before grabbing her body wash.
There was the scent. Yep. More showers with her from now on.