Chapter 5 #3
“Grab your bags and come inside so that I can explain.” I move her aside so I can get Nash out of the car.
Once we’re inside the house, I lay him down in Sadie’s room and leave the door cracked before going back into my room where Kierra was headed to put her stuff away.
I can tell as soon as I walk through the door that she’s ready for answers, but I bypass her and go into my bathroom to start the shower.
I’ve been riding today, and I need a fucking shower to get the road off.
“Come on, Kierra,” I call for her. Stripping my clothes off, I toss them into the hamper and step into the spray, letting the hot water hit my sore muscles.
A minute later, Kierra is climbing in behind me and leaning her head against my back as she wraps her arms around my waist and pleads, “Tell me please, Draven.”
Grabbing her arm, I pull her around so that I can see her.
“I had Dexter check into your sister after you told me about her the other night. He found out that the Cuban Kings are looking for her because she stole a lot of money from them. They’ve put a price on her head, and I don’t want anyone mistaking you for her, baby.
I have my own people looking for her so we can bring her in and keep her safe.
Do you know where she could be hiding out?
Maybe somewhere that nobody would know about? ”
“If I knew, I would be dragging her back myself, babe. The thing about Sierra is, if she doesn’t want to be found, there will be no finding her.
She’s been like this our whole life. What I really want to know is how could she be so stupid to steal from the CK’s?
” Tears gather in her eyes, before trailing down her cheeks.
“You gotta find her, Draven. Please. Nash can’t lose his mom. ”
“I’m doing everything I can. Let me worry about it, okay? You just keep doing what you’re already doing,” I murmur, tilting her head back into the water to wet her hair before reaching for the shampoo so I can wash it.
“I’ll try. Thank you, Draven. Love you, babe,” she sighs, closing her eyes and trusting me to take care of her and give her what she needs.
I finish washing her hair, and then my own.
When I grab the loofah, I fill it with Kierra’s body wash and for some reason am only just now noticing that over the last few months her shit has been slowly merging with mine.
She’s crazy if she hasn’t noticed we were already starting to do this.
‘This’, as in being in a committed relationship.
I push away the panic and focus on scrubbing every inch of her body.
By the time I’m done, all I want to do is dirty her up.
I’ve just resigned myself to getting out of the shower and getting us dried off so that she can actually get some sleep tonight when her small, velvety hand wraps around me. “Don’t ya want me, Viper?” she queries, stroking all the proof she needs, that I do.
“You know I do, but you need sleep, Vixen,” I grunt, as my head falls back on my shoulders from her ministrations. Sightlessly, I slide my hand down her back and between her legs, feeling her readiness for me as I slip my finger inside her heat.
“Soaked,” I hiss as I pull away and remove her hand from around my throbbing cock.
Bending my knees, I grip her thighs and hoist her up, no longer able to control the monster that craves her.
Expertly she locks her arms and legs around me, soaking my belly, as I slide her down and enter her in one sharp thrust. Bracing my hand on the wall and securing my arm around her waist to hold her steady, I lean her back and take her mercilessly, lost in the warm, wet heaven surrounding me.
“Don’t stop. Oh God, don’t stop!” Kierra whimpers.
“Never, baby. Fuck, that’s hot,” I say, watching my cock piston inside her pussy that’s stretched obscenely around me.
“Get there, Vixen,” I snarl, refusing to cum without her.
“Thank fuck,” I groan when her walls begin to flutter, signaling that she’s close, and then lock around me like a fist, as she screams out my name. With one more hard thrust, I tighten my hold to keep her from falling as I cum inside her.
“Set me down so I can clean up and we can get out before the water turns cold.”
“Hold on to me,” I order, waiting for her to wrap her arms around me, and then set her onto her feet. Holding onto her until she’s stable, I ask, “You good?”
“Perfect, Draven.” I watch as she yawns before cleaning up and getting out. Once she’s dried off and dressed, I step into the water and get myself cleaned up.
Climbing in bed behind her, I pull her back to my chest and wrap her up tight, feeling a sense of rightness that I haven’t felt in a long time, if ever. Kierra is working her way under my skin, and deep down, I know I’ll never be able to let her go.
“Night, babe. I love you,” she mumbles as sleep claims her.
“Yeah,” I whisper into her hair as my eyes begin to feel heavy. I surrender completely, no longer able to fight the fact that I love her and we’re doing this.