Chapter 6
Chapter Six
Burke
I ’ve waited for this for a long fucking time. With Clara sprawled before me, I’m captivated by the delightful view. Anyone who would be dumb enough to hurt this precious soul is a fucking idiot.
She whimpers as I take my time. Sliding my tongue around her clit, I swipe it down to her opening and back up. Slipping a finger into her tight cunt makes my eyes roll back. Clara’s legs tremble against my shoulders. I smile and pull away from her perfect pussy. “Shaking already for me?”
Her nails claw at the sheets beside her, and she smiles wickedly at me. I dip between her legs and continue swirling my tongue through her folds, fucking her with my fingers. My dick throbs as Clara’s whimpers fill the room.
“Please,” she whispers.
“Such good manners.” I latch onto her clit and suck as she clamps down on my fingers. “Fucking perfect,” I tell her.
Rising from between her legs, I place my wet fingers on her lips and arch my eyebrow.
Without saying a word, she takes them and sucks my digits clean. I lie back and stroke my cock with her spit. “Be a good girl and claim me.”
Clara flips onto all fours and closes the space between us. I wrap my hand in her dark hair as she lies between my legs and slides her tongue over my shaft. Her green eyes meet mine, but her touch is too gentle. I pull her closer by her hair and push her down on my cock.
“You can take it. You are doing such a good fucking job,” I tell her and release her as she continues the pace. “Fuck yes, don’t stop.”
She proceeds and uses her hand to stroke my base and play with my balls. Pleasure courses through my body, and I arch my hips as the coil unravels deep inside. As much as I want to let go, I need to claim her and show her how much I need her.
“Lie back for me,” I tell her, and she pulls off my cock. Drool covering her chin, her hair all mussed up, as she does what I asked. “Fucking gorgeous.”
I get up and kneel on the bed, pressing kisses along her legs, until I reach her thighs. Positioning myself at her entrance, I glance up at her face.
“Please.”
I grin, and she wraps herself around my back as I sink into her. It’s fucking incredible, and I know I won’t last very long. Bending forward, I brace my hands beside her head and brush my lips against her jaw. Clara’s nails run down my arms, and it sends shockwaves through me. I nip her neck before leaning back and pressing her legs against her chest.
“You take my cock so well,” I growl.
Between us, I rub her clit with my thumb, and soon she clenches around me while moaning. I thrust into her hard until I can’t hold back anymore. I pull out and scramble to her head.
“Open your mouth,” I demand as I jerk off. My come covers her face. “Damn, Dragonfly, you look hot like this.” I smirk and lie beside her until my legs don’t feel jelly like. As I stroke her hair, its familiar scent fills my senses. This seals the deal for me. Clara is mine, and I’ll fight to keep this feeling of hope for us.
I walk to the ensuite and wet a washcloth before returning to clean her up. Kissing her forehead, I tuck her back in my embrace.
“I told you that you’re mine. I’ll find out where he lives and end this. No one is going to fuck with you ever again.” Clara tenses in my arms and twists to gaze up at me.
“Thank you. I don’t know what I ever did to deserve this. I only have one request.”
“Clara, you deserve the world. No man alive should have ever laid a finger on you. Love doesn’t come with terms; it’s not something you go into debt for. It’s supposed to be given freely. You are such a strong woman. I intend to take out the trash because while trauma will live inside you, I can fix the outside world.”
She nuzzles against me. There is nothing more I need to do but protect her. I’d take her memories to live with for the rest of my life if it meant she could always feel safe.
“I want to help. I need to be a part of this.” Her voice is so muted.
“Deal, but his final breath? It’s mine.” I bring the covers up and wrap them around us before flicking off the nightstand light. “Goodnight, Dragonfly.”
I’ve talked to all my contacts and ran her waste of space stepfather through our security system database. Finding he still lives in her childhood home makes bile rise in my throat. He’s been waiting for her for years, just around the corner.
Pushing away from the desk, I wander out of my office to the sound of the door opening. Clara walks in from work, her jeans covered in flour, and her dark hair pinned in a messy bun. I don’t want to handle her as if she might break. It’s not fair to treat her like she is so fragile. A fire burns in her soul, and once we’re done taking out the trash, I intend to prove to her I’m different. That I’ll go to the ends of the earth for her.
“Hey,” she says sheepishly. Wiping her palms on her jeans, before hanging her coat up.
“I have news, good or bad. What do you want first?” Slipping my hands into my pockets, I lean against the counter.
“Bad first I guess.” She sighs and pads down the hall to stand next to me.
I drop a kiss on her forehead and grab a bottle of water, knowing that Debbie can only push so much food and fluids on my Dragonfly before she refuses. “Well, they’re linked, so you get both this way. One, I found him, and he still lives in your childhood home.”
Clara shivers, taking a drink of water before twisting her lips in disgust. “It always felt someone was around. I thought I was just paranoid from Ryan.” A fist of anxiety squeezes my heart. I should have stepped in and protected her sooner. “When will we go?”
I wrap my hands around her waist and bring her closer to me. “Soon.”
She traces my jawline. “Tonight,” Clara states and grins. I bend to catch her lips with mine. When her fingers run over my neck, I’m a goner and know that I will do whatever it takes to be hers.
Clara grinds against my leg and, as much as I want to bend her over the kitchen counter, I have arrangements to make. “Let me make a call and we’ll be on our way.”
Pulling out my phone, I let go of her, and she sinks to her knees. Undoing my pants, I tilt my head and stare into her eyes. Without a word, she caresses me until I’m hard. Raising an eyebrow, Clara licks the length of my shaft, and I growl.
“Make your call.”
I press the button for my cleanup guy as she takes me down her throat. I bite back the groans and let out a sigh as her hand strokes me.
“Early for ya, bud.” Curt says.
“Making a reservation,” I bite out.
Clara doesn’t stop sucking my dick, and I grip the phone so tightly I fear I might break it. With my other hand in her bun, I shove her down the length.
“Tonight? I’m open for the night.”
“Mhmm,” I grunt out.
“Sounds good. Send the address when you’re ready.” Curt clicks off, and I’ve never been so thankful that he’s not a small talk person.
“Clara, you take me so fucking well.”
She pulls away from me with a suctioning pop and bounces up onto her feet. “I’ll go get ready.”
I grab her by the neck and pin her against the wall, running my lips over hers. “You better finish this,” I growl.
“In time, I don’t want to be late.”
I hold her in place and slip my fingers into her panties. Wetness coats them, and I slide over her clit until she whimpers.
“Burke, please.”
“Don’t want to be late.” I smirk and pull away from her before shoving my digits into her mouth.
She sucks them, and I groan before tucking myself away.
After we get ready, I notice a determined expression on her face. I have to walk faster to keep up with her as she strides to the car. Once we’re on our way there, Clara doesn’t say much. “You don’t have to do this,” I tell her.
“Stop trying to give me an out. I need to do this. More than I’ve ever had to do anything.”
I grin and turn up the radio until we reach the neighbourhood, turning down the volume. I park alongside the other block.
“Home sweet home, I guess.” She fiddles with her seatbelt and runs her fingers through her hair before putting it up.
“Clara—” I start talking, but she cuts me off.
“I got this.”