Chapter 24 #2
I go to her, gripping her chin in my fingers and raising her face towards mine. Big hazel-caramel eyes are glazed with tears that she refuses to shed. She’s strong, stubbornly so. She wouldn’t show weakness, especially with something as small as this.
“I’ll take care of it, tesoro. You don’t need to worry.”
“How are you going to take care of it, Saxon? I’ll be fine, I promise. I can take care of myself.” She goes to step away, but I hold her firm.
“I know you can.” I kiss her gently, absorbing the small whimper she lets slip past her lips.
God, she tastes so good. Like mint and sin.
This isn’t enough. No, I need more. I need more of her right fucking now.
I grab her ass and lift her to me, her legs wrapping around my waist as I head towards the table she has against the back wall.
“Saxon, we can’t. Not here.”
“I need you, baby. Right. Fucking. Now.” With my arm, I slide all her weapons off the table and set her down.
Her hands wrap around the nape of my neck and pull me towards her lips again.
With her nails, she scratches my scalp, grabbing my hair at the elastic and pulling it free.
She loves having something to hold on to, and I love the pain she ignites by pulling my hair into her delicate hands.
“Well, all the ba—” Finn’s voice cuts off, followed by a devilish laugh. “Don’t mind me. I’m going to have a smoke anyway.” Good. Fucking leave. I have some business to take care of with my girl. “Hey, Sax, do you think I could jo—”
“Get the fuck out, Finn!” I yell, knowing exactly what he was about to ask, and no fucking way am I sharing. He leaves, chuckling to himself, allowing me to get back to focusing on pleasing my girl.
I undo her jeans, lifting her up so I can slide them past her ass and hips. Without breaking our kiss, I slide my hand beneath her panties. I groan at the wetness that’s pooled between her thighs.
“So wet already, baby. Have you missed me?”
“I’ve missed you so much,” she whimpers, pushing her pelvis into my hand, eager for me to relieve her ache. I slide two fingers between her sex, collecting her arousal before I push inside her tightness. Dropping her head back, she lets out the sweetest sound.
“You like that, tesoro? Fuck, you're dripping for me.” She doesn’t answer me, but her sweet sounds fill the room around us. I push my fingers deeper, my thumb circling her clit while my mouth sucks and bites her neck, eliciting more deliciously sweet sounds from my girl.
“Saxon, please.”
“Please what, baby? Tell me what you need.”
“You. I need you inside me. Right now.” Rapidly, I pull my aching cock out.
It’s already glistening with precum, and I nudge her entrance with the head.
She presses her forehead to mine, angling her hips closer, needing me to fill her up.
Sliding my cock up and down her pussy, I coat myself in her, getting ready to slide in.
“I need you, Saxon. Now.” I push into her slowly, until I’m fully seated. The stretch of her walls has her tensing, so I give her a second to allow the sting to morph into pleasure. I grab her hips and squeeze tight, needing to hold onto her.
“I’m going to fuck you hard, baby. Are you ready?” She gives me a few quick nods, while locking her hands around my neck and holding on tight.
“That’s my good girl.” I start thrusting my hips in and out of her.
The sound of her arousal coating my cock turns me feral.
The dark beast inside needs to claim her in every way.
I’m not gentle or soft, not at all. I’m taking what I want, and by the look on Skylar’s face, she is floating in her own pool of pleasure. My girl likes it rough.
“Fuuuck, tesoro. Your pussy is swallowing me deep.” I’m already so close, her whimpers letting me know she’s close too.
I curl my fingers around her neck and squeeze just enough for her to struggle to get a good breath in.
Our eyes lock as I continue to piston my hips into her with brutal force.
When she snakes her hands beneath my shirt and digs her nails into my skin, I detonate.
I press my thumb on her clit, and instantly, a scream slips past her lips as her head falls back, her orgasm slamming into her so hard she begins to tremble.
I slowly release my hold on her throat as I thrust a few more times until my cum is shooting deep inside her.
My whole body tenses, my vision cloudy as my orgasm soars through my veins, filling every piece of my broken, fucked-up soul, until I’m a complete man once again.
Her legs wrap around my hips, holding me close as she rides out her ecstasy, and I stay deep inside her, my cock perfectly comfortable right where it’s at.
Home. My hands press flat on the table beside her as my head rests on her shoulder.
We stay this way, her nails gently scratching up and down my back, causing goosebumps to rise all over my body.
For so long, I’ve been a powerful, bloodthirsty, dominating, arrogant prick.
I’ve had to be this hard, unfeeling force that keeps the fabric of my father’s club together.
It’s exhausting at times. So right now, with my head on her shoulder, I let her soothe me.
Soothe the beast that’s constantly fighting against its caged bars, screaming to get out.
No one takes care of Saxon Wilder, not in this sense.
Of course, my brothers, the club, and my sister all look out for me in their own ways.
I don’t always want to be the leader, nor do I want to carry the stress of being in charge all the time.
Sometimes I wish I could pass the baton to someone else, even just for a little bit.
My mind and body need a break, and when I’m with her, I allow myself that comfort.
This feeling right here, allowing myself to feel small in my girl’s arms, is peaceful.
She’s my peace.