Chapter 9 #2
“No, but he knew there would be consequences to his actions when he pulled the trigger. That’s on him.
” Anguish crossed her face, and it gutted me to see her so worried.
Hoping to ease her mind, I explained, “Viper is our president for a reason. He doesn’t make rash decisions.
He thinks things through and does what’s right for everyone concerned.
I trust he’ll do the same when it comes to Danny. ”
“You know ... I shouldn’t even be sitting here with you right now.
You kidnapped me and locked me away in that room.
I saw what y’all did to my brother. And after all that, I should hate the very sight of you, but for some reason ...
I don’t. I actually like being with you”—she looked at me, her eyes full of doubt—“much more than I should. How crazy is that?”
“I don’t think you’re crazy at all. Actually, I think you’re probably one of the sanest people I know.”
“I’m not sure that’s a good thing.” She teased with a giggle.
“Trust me. It’s a good thing ... a very good thing.”
She sat there, silently staring at me, and I knew then it was time for me to make a choice.
I could take a chance with her or walk away before things got even more complicated.
The decision might’ve been easier if she didn’t look so damn beautiful looking at me with those gorgeous blue eyes, waiting for me to make my move.
So, I took a chance. I reached for Delilah and pulled her over to me, then pressed my mouth against hers.
Drawing her in closer she didn’t resist, instead she kissed me back.
Need surged through me like a fucking wildfire.
I feared if I didn’t extinguish the burn, it would completely consume me.
I knew she felt the same just by the way she whispered my name. “Zander.”
I stood up and turned to face the couch, then leaned forward to pick her up.
My hands cupped under her perfect ass, and as I lifted her, she slipped her arms around my neck while her legs instinctively wrapped around my waist. My breath caught when I felt her body pressed against mine.
Damn. As I started towards her room, I had to fight the urge to stop and just take her right there on the fucking floor.
When we finally made it to her room, I carried her to the foot of the bed and slowly lowered her feet to the floor.
With her standing before me, I brought my hand up to her face, and ran the pad of my thumb across her bottom lip.
Her eyes flashed with desire as she whispered, “This is a probably bad idea.”
“Maybe, but it sure as hell feels right.”
“So, maybe I’m not that crazy after all.”
My eyes never left hers as she slipped her arms around my neck.
She studied me for a moment, then drew me closer, pressing her mouth against mine.
When we kissed earlier, it was soft and slow.
This kiss was different. This was filled with a hunger that matched my own, and I simply couldn’t resist the temptation.
Delilah’s body melted into me as her tongue brushed again mine—and then it was over.
I’d had all I could take. I had wanted Delilah since the moment I laid eyes on her, and I was damn well going to have her.
I pushed up the hem of her tank top, the tips of my fingers skimming over her soft skin as I lifted it over her head.
A soft whimper escaped her lips when I pulled her body closer to mine. My hand reached for the nape of her neck as I eased back and asked, “You sure about this?”
She nodded, then said, “I didn’t know it was possible to want someone like I want you right now.”
Her hands reached behind her back as she unhooked and removed her black lace bra, exposing her perfect, firm breasts.
Damn. She didn’t shy away from me as I watched her loosen the string to her sweatpants and slowly inch them down her long, slender legs.
She just stood there in a pair of black panties with her long red hair flowing down around her delicate shoulders. “So fucking beautiful.”
I quickly lifted my t-shirt over my head, tossing it to the side.
I could hardly restrain myself with her standing there, watching with anticipation as I started to remove the rest of my clothes.
I pulled off my boots and socks, and when I lowered my jeans and boxers down my hips, the tip of her tongue slowly dragged across her bottom lip.
Delilah stood there staring at me with needful eyes as I took my aching cock in my hand and gave it a hard squeeze, trying to relieve some of the throbbing pressure that had been building since the moment we’d first kissed.
I could feel my pulse raging against my fingers as I slowly stroked it, groaning out a curse as I felt it continue to harden in my grip.
Delilah stepped closer, her eyes totally focused on the motion of my hand before replacing it with her own as she took hold of my cock.
Her caresses were long and firm as she stroked back and forth along my hard, thick shaft, making it damn near impossible not to come right then and there.
I wouldn’t let that happen though. When I couldn’t take it a any longer, I tossed her sexy little body onto the bed.
Anticipation flashed through her eyes as her hands dropped to her hips.
She quickly lowered her panties, inch by inch, down her long, sexy legs, taunting me.
Once she’d kicked them off of the bed, she inched back, her gorgeous, naked body sprawled across the sheets.
As I looked down at her, I couldn’t imagine a more stunning sight.
Every fiber of my being ached for her. “You got any idea how fucking beautiful you are?”
I didn’t wait for her to answer. I needed to taste her, to see for myself just how turned on she really was.
I lowered myself down on the bed and settled between her thighs, then spread them wide as I raked my tongue firmly across her clit.
Her fingers wound into the sheets, twisting them in her hands, as I continued to tease her with my mouth.
I never took my eyes off of hers as I relentlessly licked and sucked, back and forth, relishing the way her body reacted to my every touch.
The warmth of her naked body enveloped me, and I could feel my need for her building, burning deep inside my gut.
Fuck. My hands slid under her ass, pulling her closer to my mouth.
Then, her fingers dug into my hair and she arched her back off the bed as I pressed the flat of my tongue against her sensitive flesh.
She was close to the edge, and I couldn’t wait a minute longer.
I had to be inside her, so I reached for my jeans and grabbed a condom out of my wallet.
I rolled it on and hovered over her as I raked my throbbing cock against her clit.
“I’m going to fuck you now, Delilah, and when I’m done, I’m going to fuck you again. The question is, which way do you want it first ... slow and deep or rough and fast?”
Her eyes never left mine as she whispered, “Rough and fast.”
As soon as the words left her mouth, I slammed deep inside.
A rush of air hissed through her teeth as I withdrew and drove into her again and again.
I’d imagined the moment many times over the past few days, each time more detailed than the last, but never had I dreamed it would feel so fucking good.
“Fuck, your pussy is so fucking tight.” I growled and started thrusting harder and deeper with every drive, building up to a relentless pace.
I wanted to see her orgasm take hold, to watch her body grow rigid as she found her release and screamed out my name.
Her head reared back and her moans filled the room.
That was it. That was exactly what I fucking wanted to hear.
She dug her nails into my lower back as her hips bucked against mine, meeting my every thrust with more force and more intensity.
I could feel the pressure building, causing a growl from my chest.
“Fuck,” I groaned as she tightened around me.
She panted wildly, and her thighs clamped down around my hips when I tried to increase my pace.
I knew she was close, unable to stop the inevitable torment of her building release.
I lowered my hand in between us and raked my thumb across her clit, and that’s all it took.
The muscles in her body grew taut as her orgasm took hold.
I continued to drive into her, the sounds of my body pounding against hers and echoing throughout the room until I finally came inside her.
With a ragged breath, I lay down beside her, after quickly tossing the condom in the trash next to the bed.
I rolled to my side, pulling her over to me, and the room stilled as she nestled up next to me.
We both lay there, staring up at the ceiling in a haze, and I’d barely had a chance to catch my breath when Delilah looked up at me with a mischievous smile. “You got something on your mind?”
“I was just wondering when I’m gonna get it ‘slow and hard.’”