Chapter Nine
Darby
I watched Tonio’s broad back disappear through the doorway, leaving behind the ghost of our conversation and a strange feeling in my chest. Family.
The word still felt foreign, a concept I’d never truly grasped.
I nestled deeper into Sully’s side, drawing comfort from his solid warmth as my mind spun with possibilities I’d never allowed myself to consider before.
“You okay?” Sully murmured, his breath warm against my hair.
“Just processing.” I tilted my head up to look at him, taking in the concern etched across his features. “But I’m done thinking for tonight.”
His mouth quirked into that half smile that never failed to send heat pooling low in my belly. “That so?”
“Mm-hmm.” I shifted in my seat, sliding my hand up his thigh, enjoying the way his muscles tensed beneath my touch. “I can think of better ways to spend our time than dissecting my daddy issues.”
Sully raised an eyebrow but didn’t stop my wandering hand as it inched higher. “Is that right?”
“Definitely.” I leaned in closer, my lips brushing the shell of his ear as I whispered, “I want you to fuck me so hard you make me forget my own name, Sully. Think you can manage that?”
His pupils dilated, the blue of his eyes nearly swallowed by black, and his nostrils flared. “You want it here, or back in my room?”
I glanced around the common room. Most of the brothers had cleared out, but a few remained scattered about, cleaning up after the impromptu party. The club girls were either passed out or being helped back to their rooms. No one was paying us any attention, but we were hardly alone.
“What’s the matter? Afraid someone might hear me scream your name?” I nipped at his earlobe, gratified by the sharp intake of breath it earned me. “Or are you worried you can’t keep up?”
His jaw tightened, a muscle ticking beneath the skin. “Careful, darlin’. You’re playing with fire.”
I leaned in to suck his earlobe between my lips. Then I bit down sharply. “Burn. Me.”
In one fluid motion, Sully stood, pulling me up with him.
I stumbled slightly, laughing as I caught my balance.
His eyes had gone dark and dangerous, the predator I’d glimpsed in the bar fight back at Throttle now fully present once again.
It should have frightened me. Instead, excitement coursed through my veins like liquid electricity.
“You sure about this?” he growled.
“Shut up and fuck me.”
Sully bent and hooked his arm behind my knees, the other around my back, lifting me as if I weighed nothing. I yelped in surprise, drawing the attention of the few people left in the room.
“Put me down!” I demanded but couldn’t keep the laughter from my voice.
“Not a chance.” He started walking toward the exit, my body cradled against his chest. “I ain’t fuckin’ you in the common room, but you wanted to play, darlin’. Now we’re playing by my rules.”
A wolf whistle followed us as we passed Knuckles, who raised his beer in salute. “Maybe she’ll be less trouble after you wear her out.”
“Doubt it,” Sully tossed back without breaking stride.
“Hey!” I slapped his chest playfully. “I resent that.”
“No, you resemble that.” His grip tightened slightly as we reached the door. “And you’re about to get exactly what you asked for.”
Once outside, the cool night air raised goose bumps on my skin, but I barely noticed. Sully shifted his hold, and in one smooth movement, he flipped me over his shoulder. My world tilted as blood rushed to my head, my hair falling in a curtain around my face.
“Sully! Put me down, you caveman!” I pounded ineffectually against his back, laughing all the while. I liked this side of Sully, and I knew I was fixing to get everything I’d bargained for.
“Nope.” His hand came down in a stinging slap against my ass. “You pushed, darlin’. Now you get to see what happens when I push back.”
I couldn’t see his face, but I could hear the smile in his voice as he strode across the compound toward our building. The position was undignified, ridiculous even. Yet the possessive display sent a thrill through me I couldn’t deny.
“I can walk, you know,” I complained, though my heart wasn’t in it.
“Yeah, but this way I get to enjoy the view.” He punctuated the statement with another light slap to my rear.
“You’re impossible.”
Once inside, the ride upstairs in the freight elevator was brief but torturous.
Sully kept me slung over his shoulder the entire time, one hand firmly planted on my ass.
His fingers slipped between my legs to pet me intimately.
I was certain he did it on purpose. I was squirming against him, desperate for more contact.
“Sully! What the fuck? I’m already turned on enough. ” I couldn’t help but laugh.
“No such thing. Besides, when I get these fuckin’ jeans off you, I’m gluing my mouth there. Gonna eat your pussy until you beg me to stop.”
“Oh no.” I feigned horror. “Anything but that. Please don’t eat my pussy… Said no woman ever!”
Sully chuckled as he kicked the door shut behind us once we were inside our apartment.
Rather than setting me down, he carried me straight to the bedroom, finally dumping me unceremoniously onto the mattress.
I bounced once before settling, my hair a wild tangle around my flushed face. I know I was grinning from ear to ear.
“Happy now?” he asked, standing at the foot of the bed, his chest rising and falling with quickened breath.
I propped myself up on my elbows, letting my legs fall open in blatant invitation. “Not yet. But I will be.”
Something dark and hungry flashed in his eyes as he crawled onto the bed, moving over me like a predator stalking prey. “You have no idea what you do to me,” he growled, his face hovering inches above mine.
“So, show me,” I challenged, reaching up to fist my hands in his shirt.
His mouth crashed down on mine, hot and demanding. There was nothing gentle about this kiss. It was nothing short of a claiming. Of possession. I moaned into his mouth, arching up against the solid weight of him.
All too soon, he pushed away, but it was only to whip his shirt off, then grab the button of my jeans.
Hooking his fingers in the belt loops of my jeans and his thumbs in the waist of my panties, he peeled them down my legs with a single-minded focus that made my breath catch.
The cool air hit my bare skin, goose bumps racing up my thighs, but the heat in his gaze made me feel molten and reckless.
He buried his face between my legs without hesitation, his stubble rasping my inner thighs before his tongue found my clit.
I screamed, arching up off the mattress and grabbing for fistfuls of bedding as the first jolt of pleasure ricocheted through me.
“Fuck! Sully, don’t stop!” I gasped, already trembling as he devoured me like he’d been starving for my taste. He flattened his tongue against my pussy then circled my clit, slow at first, teasing, driving me insane. I ground my hips up against his mouth, desperate for more friction, more pressure.
He groaned low, the vibration shooting sparks straight through me.
Then he licked deeper, thrusting his tongue inside me, alternating between sliding it in my cunt and sucking my clit so hard it almost hurt.
My thighs locked around his head, holding him there.
Not that he showed any sign of coming up for air.
He fluttered my clit until my toes curled. I found out Sully was a mean bastard when he wanted to be. Every time I was right on the edge, he’d back off, dragging broad licks down to my entrance. He shoved two fingers inside me, making me whimper and gasp.
“Fuck, Darby,” he groaned against my cunt. “Need you. Now.”
“Fuck me,” I urged, my voice ragged with want. I ran my hands over his chest, desperate to feel every inch of his skin against mine. “Don’t you fucking stop until you make me come.”
His weight pressed me into the mattress, and his scent surrounded me.
Then he was kissing me again, harder this time.
I tasted myself on his lips and the flavor was erotic as hell.
I reached between us to fumble with his jeans.
He shifted his weight until I managed to get the clothing over his hips.
His cock sprang free only to be pinned between us.
His skin burned against mine, all corded muscle and barely contained strength.
“Mine,” he whispered against my throat, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin there. He shifted his weight and guided his cock to my entrance but didn’t immediately shove into me like I really needed.
“Hurry up!” I demanded.
Sully caught my wrists in one large hand, stilling my movements. “We’ve got all night, darlin’. No need to rush.” His voice was gravel and honey, the rasp of it sending shivers down my spine.
“NO!” I dug my heels into his ass and tried my damnedest to pull him to me. “Need you inside me!”
He didn’t wait any longer. Sully drove into me in one smooth, brutal thrust, forcing a hoarse, desperate cry from my throat. My body stretched around him, the delicious burn making it so fucking good. I balled my hands into fists when he refused to let go of my wrists.
“Fuck, yes!” I writhed under him, needing more, wanting it rough and hard and absolutely out of control.
Sully braced one hand beside my head while still trapping my arms above my head with the other one, and then he started moving.
Not gentle and slow either. He fucked me like he owned me, each plunge rocking my body, the slap of our skin echoing in the air between us.