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The silence of the apartment was deafening. He paced, unable to sit. Naomi had gone to check on Asher, who was still fast asleep, and he was grateful for the moment alone.
He’d had to sit for the last hour and listen to the plan be made. The plan to murder his woman in broad daylight when he couldn’t be there to protect her.
Sure, it wasn’t real, but that didn’t make him feel too much better.
And he felt guilty about asking Ice to do this for him, to put himself through that stress, but he couldn’t take it back.
Wouldn’t. His brother and friend meant a lot to him, but Naomi was his world.
He couldn’t trust just anyone with her. He’d have to talk to him later, knowing his history, but he’d never been so grateful to have someone willing to do this.
Ice would make sure she came home to him in one piece.
But would this always be home for her? Or when this was all over and she was free, would she want to take Asher and leave? He’d meant it when he said he’d go Nomad, but maybe she wouldn’t want him to go along. Would he be left here to wonder and wait if she’d ever come back to him?
“Ink?” Naomi’s voice was soft, concerned. “What’s wrong?”
He spun around and looked at her. Really looked at her.
She was everything. She was his everything. This slip of a woman came into his life when he wasn’t looking for anything or anyone. So content with the way things had been going.
Instead, she’d shattered his walls, shattered any illusions he clung to about what he wanted or thought he needed.
Her and Asher. That’s what he needed. Only them.
He moved toward her, determination in every step. Her eyes widened, but she didn’t try to stop him when he scooped her up and carried her to their room. He needed her alone. He needed her.
He needed to make her want to stay with him.
Shutting the door, he didn’t lock it in case Asher wanted them. Naomi had already put the monitor in here so they’d hear him, which meant he had time.
“Ink, honey, what’s wrong?” she soothed when he climbed over her. She played with his hair. “I know you’re worried about everything, but we have time to make sure every detail is right. Don’t stress yourself out over it.”
“I’m going to stress out about it until the day this is finished, Naomi. You’re going to be shot, and I don’t know that you’ve thought this through. The vest is going to save your life, but you’re still going to be in pain. You’ll be lucky if you don’t have broken ribs.”
“I’ve had them before when Diego was in a particularly foul mood. I can handle it. And you’ll be here to help this time.”
He stared at her. “And what about after your ribs heal, Naomi?” he muttered. His heart pounded, equally terrified and hopeful of her answer. “What are you going to do after all this is over?”
She stilled, her eyes widening. “Ink, that’s what this is about?” Her tone gentle, she cupped his cheek. “You’re worried that when this is over I’m going to want to leave?”
“Of course I am, Naomi. And the logical part of me knows that I have no right to ask you to stay. To build a life with me here. You’ve already had so much taken from you, and you’re going to want to do that.
You’re going to want to see everything you’ve missed while under Diego’s thumb.
And you should, you definitely should, but I’m selfish and want those plans to include me. To experience them with you.”
Her thumb brushed his cheek as she looked at him. It felt like she was staring directly into his soul, but he had nothing to hide from her. Let her see it all, to show he was hers. That he was ready to give up everything for him.
Finally, she whispered, “Ink, do you know what I felt and thought today when I saw my father and sister on those cameras near you and Asher? I was terrified, and I screamed that I had to get to you both. Not just Asher, but you too. Because I was terrified of losing you too. I was terrified that I would lose my son and the man I love in one moment. It nearly broke me. Then I saw you clutching Asher, protecting him even as you ran for me, and I’ve never been so relieved.
Not just because Asher was okay, but because you were too.
I love you, Ink, and everything snapped into place for me about how much I need you. ”
“I promised you nothing was going to happen to him, Naomi, and I meant it. I mean it now. He’s always going to be safe with me. So are you. Even when this is all over and you don’t have the cartel looking for you. Both of you will be safe with me no matter what else comes.”
She arched up off the bed, pressing her lips to his.
“I know,” she breathed. “I know. When I was just checking on Asher, I knew it then. I felt it deep in my bones. He’s lying in his bed safe and content enough to sleep without nightmares because of you.
Because you protected him. He loves you too, Ink.
He looks to you, he respects you, and that’s not going to change. ”
“I love him too, and I think of him as mine.”
She smiled. “I don’t want to leave after all this is done, Ink.
I … I’m not going to say that I don’t want to do things that I haven’t been able to, or that it won’t mean we might look at things in the future for us, but I like it here.
I like the club’s community and having the other women around to talk to.
But mostly, I don’t want to leave you. I want to see what we can build together. ”
Elation and relief.
He barely managed to keep his wits about him enough not to crush her as he lowered himself over her and took her mouth. He had to taste her to make her understand what she did to him.
What she’d given him.
Naomi moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck and deepening the kiss.
Need, passion, and love were all mixed together. His cock hardened, and his desire was driving him hard to take her now. To cement this moment. To cement them.
He nearly groaned in relief when Naomi yanked her mouth from his and panted, “I need you now, Ink. Please. Now.”
He didn’t need to be told twice. They were naked in seconds, and he shoved her legs as wide as he could to place his head and shoulders between them. “I need to taste you, baby. I need to taste this sweet pussy.” He didn’t wait for her answer, starved for her.
Her taste flooded his tongue, and her scent flooded his senses. Surrounded by her, he was pretty sure this was heaven. She was his paradise.
“Ink!” she cried, weaving her fingers through his hair and grinding her pussy against his mouth. “Fuck, yes, please, more,” she begged, panting as he fucked her with his tongue and sucked hard on her clit. Just the way she needed.
Her legs clamped his head, but he quickly pushed them away and thrust two fingers hard and deep inside her. Her low cries turned into low sobs as he pushed her closer and closer to the edge.
“That’s it, baby girl,” he rasped, looking up at her. “Give it to me, dirty girl. Coat my face as you come. Drown me in it.” He drove back in, nipping and sucking at her clit until she shuddered and moaned his name.
He loved it when she came. She held nothing back.
When her orgasm finally subsided, he wiped his face on her inner thigh and crawled up her body, taking her mouth. She moaned, tasting herself on his tongue, her hands moving down to grip his cock. “Ink, please,” she begged against his mouth.
He groaned at the feel of her stroking. Her grip was just right, moving slowly like she wanted to drag out the pleasure. “That’s it, baby girl,” he rasped, arching into her hand. “Do you need my cock, Naomi? Do you need it inside you, making you feel so full?”
She moaned. “Yes, Ink. Yes, please.” Her grip tightened, and she snaked her other hand down to cup his balls and roll them in her palm.
“Fuck, baby girl,” he hissed, shuddering at the pleasure swamping him. “You need to release me, or I’m going to blow.”
“That would be hot. Maybe we should try that sometime.”
That was certainly not helping his control. “You want to be covered in my cum, do you, dirty girl?”
“I want to be covered in you.” Her thumb swept over the head of his cock, smearing the pre-cum to coat him completely. “And I want to taste all of you too.”
Jesus Christ, this woman undid him.
He gripped her wrist, making her release him. “I’m going to enjoy every moment of that, baby girl, but right now, I need to be inside you. I need to make you mine.”
When he sank inside her, he’d never felt anything more right.
She was perfect.
She was his.
“Ink,” she gasped, and he pressed himself deeper, not giving her much time to adjust. He needed her too much. Needed to fill her up, mark her.
“I’ve got you, baby. I’ve got you. But this isn’t going to be easy,” he gritted out between clenched teeth. “I need you too much.”
“I don’t want easy. I just want you.”
He moaned, taking her hard and fast, needing her to come around him the way he loved.
They moved together, finding their rhythm and pace. The bed creaked, but neither of them cared, too focused on each other, too in the moment.
“Naomi,” he groaned, burying his face in her neck.
“Ink,” she gasped. “Yes, yes, yes, I’m so close.”
Her inner walls fluttered, and her hips jerked as she strained and reached for her release.
“Come for me, Naomi,” he ordered, reaching between them to find her clit. “Come for me, baby.”
“Ink!” she cried, falling over the edge almost instantly. He wasn’t far behind her.
And he’d never felt anything better. Everything felt complete.
He collapsed, rolling to keep from crushing her, keeping her close. Content, they panted, covered in sweat.
He was pretty sure he’d never felt this good. It was like all his worries were put to rest. For now, anyway.
“I love you, Ink,” she whispered, lifting her gaze to his.
“I love you too, Naomi.” He brushed a damp curl from the side of her face. “And I’m going to work on finding us a place or building one on the grounds so we have our own area. This place is fine for now, but I want a place of our own.”
“Ink, that’s so expensive, and I’m not working to help.”
He chuckled. “Babe, before you, I was a bachelor, I have money. I’ve been saving and investing it steadily over the years. I have more than enough. You don’t ever have to work if you don’t want to. Or if you want to wait until Asher’s in school.”
She was silent for a moment. “No, I need to do something. I can’t sit idle. But I don’t know what I want to do.”
“You have time to figure it out. Whatever you decide, I’m going to stand behind you. If you want to work, fine, if you want to go back to school to get a degree or something, then we’ll make that happen. But there’s no pressure from me, Naomi.”
She tensed, fingers twitching against him, but he waited patiently until she worked up the courage to get it out.
“What about Asher? You should know that it’s going to be expensive as he gets older, Ink.
He’s going to need advanced classes and activities.
That can get expensive. I think we need to plan for that.
Which means I need to get a very good job. ”
“Babe, don’t worry about it. Not to toot my own horn, but I make damn good money doing what I do, and I have little expenses.
I’m not worried about affording anything Asher might need.
We’ll figure it out, the two of us. But he’s going to be my son in everything but blood, Naomi, and he won’t want for anything. ”
Her eyes went wet. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you, Ink.”
He brushed a stray tear that fell down her cheek. “Baby, don’t cry. And it’s the other way around. If anyone doesn’t deserve someone, it’s me not deserving you.”
She gave a watery laugh. “Fine, then we don’t deserve each other, but you’re stuck with us now. I don’t want to leave.”
“Thank God.” He pressed a kiss to her mouth, sinking into her again.
She was all he needed, and he’d do everything in his power to keep her.