Chapter Nineteen Rev
Ihad been with a lot of women. Most of them I knew but then there were some where I didn’t even know their name.
I had also had all kinds of sex, but until I was with Annabel, I had never made love to a woman before.
I’d never known the connection between two people that could be made through the joining of their bodies.
If I could have, I would have stayed inside Annabel the entire night.
Nothing had ever felt better than having her tight walls around me.
As we lay in the dark, I could tell Annabel’s mind was spinning with thoughts.
I know she had just conquered the mental equivalent of climbing Mount Everest. I knew she had gotten physical pleasure out of it, but the body can be convinced to react even if the mind was in turmoil.
More than anything in the world, I wanted her to be okay with what had just happened to her and between us.
Turning to her, I asked, “What are you thinking about?”
“It’s silly really.”
“Don’t undermine your feelings that way,” I argued.
She gave a little snort of a laugh. “You just sound like my therapist.”
With a smile, I said, “Then tell Dr. Rev what you’re feeling.” Nudging her thigh with my leg, I added, “No matter how silly or strange you think it is.” When she still remained silent, I couldn’t help asking what was on my own mind. “Do you regret what we just did?”
Her eyes widened. “No. Never.”
“I’ll understand if you’re having second thoughts.”
Annabel shook her head. “That was the most fulfilling sexual experience of my life.” She ducked her gaze from mine like something was embarrassing her. “The truth is that was the first orgasm I’ve ever had when a guy was inside of me.”
While my chest swelled with male pride, I fought to keep my face devoid of any dickhead smirking. “Really?”
Annabel grinned. “Go ahead. Pat yourself on the back. You know you want to.”
I laughed. “My inner caveman is beating his chest.” I leaned down to kiss her tenderly. “Most of all, I’m proud of you for conquering your fears and being able to enjoy yourself.”
“Thank you, Rev. Thank you for everything, but most of all for loving me.”
“Now what was it you were so lost in thought about?”
She propped one of her hands on her elbows and stared into my eyes. “I was just wondering if you ever had to conquer sex like I just did.”
“That’s not a silly question at all. All victims of rape and molestation have to go through separating their past from their present, including myself.”
“What happened with you?” she questioned softly.
Although I really didn’t want to dredge up painful memories of the past, I was willing to do it for Annabel.
“I was always really shy and awkward around girls even before I was raped, so afterwards, I kind of retreated into myself. Each time I wanted to ask a girl out, I would worry that I was a less of a man because of what happened. When I was sixteen, I had yet to kiss to girl, so my father took it upon himself to have one of the club whores teach me about sex.”
Annabel gasped in shock. “Like a prostitute?”
“Well, she didn’t get paid for it, and she certainly wanted to deflower me.” I chuckled when I thought back to being that scared but horny as hell sixteen year old. “Apparently there were a lot of the girls who wanted to get their hands on me, but she won the luck of the draw.”
“Really?”
I nudged her playfully. “You act so surprised I had women clamoring to get in my pants, yet you wanted to do me,” I countered with a grin.
She giggled. “I didn’t mean it to come out that way. I can certainly see why you had so many women wanting you.” She leaned forward to bestow a kiss on my lips. When she pulled away, she blushed.
“What is it?”
“I was just wondering how it was.”
“With the club whore?”
“Yes.”
“For a sixteen-year-old kid who practically had callouses from jacking off it was pretty fucking amazing.”
“Ew!” Annabel squealed, wrinkling her nose.
“You asked,” I countered.
“I kinda wish now I hadn’t.”
“Looking back, I can call it amazing, but at the time, it was also really awkward. Really the only thing that improved it for me was practice.”
Cocking her head at me, Annabel asked, “Did you try practicing until you were perfect?”
“Hmm, you think I’m perfect, huh? I think my caveman is going to beat my chest in with pride.”
Annabel giggled. “I think I’ve created an ego monster.”
I grinned. “Let’s just say after conquering that first time, I was back in the saddle pretty quickly.
” As I stared into her beautiful green eyes, my expression grew serious.
“Regardless of how many times we do this, you don’t ever have to explain if you’re having a hard time with it.
I’m a pretty good reader of your body language, but if we need to, we can come up with a safe word or something like that. ”
“We don’t need anything like a safe word.
Regardless of the amount of time we’ve been together, you know me inside and out, Rev.
I know that you’ll never expect more of me in the bedroom than I can give, even if it means I have to convince you I’m ready to take things to another level.
It’s just one of the many reasons why I love you. ”
Her words caused my chest to tighten. I had never experienced absolute trust with a woman like I did with Annabel.
I knew now why Mama Beth had said it was the most important thing in a relationship.
After all that Annabel had been through, the fact she gave me her implicit trust was one of the greatest gifts she could ever give me.
I had her heart, her mind, her body, and her soul, and she, in turn, held me captivated in the palm of her hand.
***
Although sunlight streamed through the hotel curtains, I refused to wake up.
I was having the most amazing sex dream of my life.
Silky wet lips traveled up and down my hard dick.
I groaned, bucking my hips forward. As I was suctioned into her warm, inviting mouth, I felt like I had died and gone to heaven.
And then my eyes flew wide open. This was no dream. This was all wonderfully fucking real. Gazing down, I watched as Annabel drew me in and out of her mouth. When she looked up at me, I fought not to blow my load right then and there.
I started to ease her off of me, but she refused.
Instead, she kept right on bobbing up and down, her tongue swirling around me.
“I’m about to come, Annabel,” I muttered.
That statement only seemed to fuel her to go faster.
Gripping the sheets with both my hands, I let myself go, jerking my hips off the bed as I came into her mouth. “Annabel!” I cried.
Once I had finished, she crawled up my body to lay beside me. “Good morning,” she said, with an impish grin.
I chuckled. “Good morning to you. That was a hell of a wakeup call.”
“You were so attentive to me last night I wanted to repay the favor.” She brushed her hand up and down my chest, her fingertips raking through my thick hair.
“I will always attend to you first. That’s just the kind of man that I am.”
She giggled. “You’ll get no protests from me.”
Ducking my head, I leaned down to kiss her gently. When I pulled away, I stared intently into her eyes. “Are you okay?”
“Deliciously sore in all the right places,” she replied.
I cupped her cheek. “Although I’m always concerned with your body, I think you know what I mean.”
She sighed. “Yes, I do. And I’m fine.” When I gave her a skeptical look, she countered, “Do you think I would have blown you this morning if I was emotionally fragile about us having sex?”
My eyes widened. “What a naughty mouth you have there, Miss Percy.”
Annabel grinned. “You have first-hand knowledge of my naughty mouth.”
Relief filled me that she was okay emotionally. I didn’t know what it might be like for her in the light of day. We seemed to be moving at warp speed since last night, considering she’d run away with me and now we had cemented our relationship physically.
“I missed waking up next to you these past four months,” she said softly.
“I missed it, too.”
Annabel stared up at me. “What was it that made you finally come after me? I mean, it was something out a movie the way you showed up at the party. After all those months, I thought you had forgotten me.”
“You really don’t get it do you?”
“What do you mean?”
“You’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever known. Strong, beautiful, kind, caring, and funny. No man in his right man could ever forget you.”
Her lip trembled at my compliments. “You really mean that, don’t you?”
“I sure as hell do. As for me coming after you, I was pretty much miserable on a daily basis, but it was Willow who really helped me see the light.”
Her brows shot up in surprise. “She did?”
“I swear that kid is one hell of an old soul.”
With a smile, Annabel said, “I can’t wait to see her again.”
“She’ll be thrilled to see you. Everyone will. They love you as much as I do.”
“And I love them.”
I brought her arm up from chest to kiss her palm and then her scarred wrist. “I’ve been thinking,” she said.
“Mmm,” I murmured as I continued kissing along the scar.
“Since I’m going to be a biker’s old lady, I think I need some ink.”
I glanced up from her hand in surprise. “You do?”
“All of the girls have a tattoo but me, even Alexandra.”
I was once again surprised. “She does?”
Annabel nodded. “It’s somewhere hidden by her clothes. Somewhere only Deacon can see.”
“Mmm, hmm, and is that the type of ink you plan on getting? Something somewhere that only my eyes will see.”
“Not exactly.” She held her wrists up for both of us to look at. “I want to get the scars made into something beautiful. Maybe a butterfly on one wrist and angel wings on the other.”
I smiled since it was obvious she had been giving this a lot of thought, even when we were apart. “Why those specifically?” I asked.
Annabel pursed her lips thoughtfully. “Well, a butterfly has a beautiful rebirth when it comes out of its cocoon, especially since it seemed like its entire world was over.”
“That’s true.”
“And then an angel wings because it felt like at times I had an angel watching over me.” She smiled. “Or maybe you’re my angel.”
I laughed. “I think I would be more of the fallen angel variety.”
“I don’t mind.”
“I think you getting ink would be wonderful. I have just the guy to do it for you. I can make you an appointment when we get back.”
“Thank you. I would appreciate that.” She stared up at me with hopeful eyes. “Will you go with me?”
“Of course.” I pushed a strand of hair out of her face. “We’re a team now.”
“I’m glad to hear that.” She reached up to kiss me tenderly. Just as we started to get hot and heavy, my phone rang on the nightstand.
When I pulled away, she protested by gripping me tighter. “I need to get that. Tell the boys where I am,” I murmured against her lips.
“Okay.”
I slid over in the bed and grabbed the phone. “Yeah?”
“You’re in Virginia?” Deacon demanded.
“Are you tracing my phone now?”
He snorted. “No. But as your VP, I was just informed by a prospect that a very angry sounding man by the name of Senator Percy called the roadhouse wanting to speak to you.”
With a groan, I glanced over my shoulder at Annabel. When her brows rose questioningly, I said, “You need to call your parents.” Then it was her turn to groan.
“Thanks, brother. I’ll take care of it.”
There was a moment of silence on the line before Deacon asked, “So you went after her finally?”
I smiled into the phone. “Yeah, I did.”
“It’s about fucking time.”
With a laugh, I said, “I assume that means we have your blessing.”
“It sure as hell does. Just get your ass back here ASAP, so we can celebrate.”
“We’ll be there as soon as we can.”
“Later.”
“Bye.” I then handed the phone over to Annabel. “Deacon sends his love.”
She grinned. “He does?”
“Yeah, he’s glad I finally came after you.”
“That makes two of us.”
When she crawled across the bed to wrap herself around me, I shook my head. “Call your parents.”
“Then will you make love to me again?” she asked, her breath warm against my cheek.
“Babe, you don’t even have to ask.”