He was so deep, and I was still coming down from the last high he’d given me. He rubbed slowly against all my sensitive areas, and it took everything in me not to scream. Not to beg him for more. Leaning down, he popped one nipple in his mouth, sucking and nipping while he pinched the other. It hurt so good, I wanted more. He took me to the edge again, and then pulled out long enough to unhook my hands and flip me over onto my hands and knees. He buried two fingers inside of me and slapped my ass hard as he attacked my g-spot. I saw stars. Another slap. I was coming so hard, squeezing his fingers so tightly, I thought I was going to burst. Another slap.
“You like that?” he asked.
Slap.
“Want me to keep doing it?”
Slap.
“Yes!” I shouted. “God, I’m still coming!”
He chuckled, slapping me again.
My ears were ringing. The room was spinning. My arms felt like Jell-O. I collapsed, but my ass was still in the air thanks to the pillows stacked beneath my hips. Havoc shoved the pillows out of the way and flipped me back over onto my back.
“There.” He smiled down at me as he settled himself between my legs, pressing the tip of his cock against my center. “I want you watching me when I come.”
Which was all very sweet, but my eyes were so damn heavy they kept trying to close.
“Jules,” he said, pinching my nipple.
My eyes snapped open. “Ouch.”
“Stay with me. I need you here with me.”
He spread my legs and buried himself inside me. My eyes wanted to roll back in my head, but I forced them to stay open. To stay focused on Havoc. He smiled. “You are so fuckin’ beautiful. So fuckin’ perfect. I know you’re not ready to hear it, but this thing between us… this is more than friendship, Jules. This is real right here, and I need your fine ass wearing my property patch, so I don’t have to start killing my motherfuckin’ brothers.”
My heart clenched, and my eyes burned. I wanted to be with Havoc, but I didn’t know if I was ready for that yet. We’d only known each other a couple of weeks, after all.
“I have trust issues,” I said.
He quirked a smile at me “I’m aware.”
“Especially with men.”
He was still slowly sliding in and out of me, and despite the exhaustion and euphoria I was currently wrapped in, my body was building up to another release. The way he could make me climax was awe inspiring.
“But not with me,” he said.
“Why do you think that is?”
His smiled widened as he thrust into me harder, deeper. “Isn’t it obvious, babe? You’ve never met a man like me before.”
I lacked the breath to tell him how ridiculous and corny he sounded. He gave up on the slow and easy bit and started pounding into me like a man possessed. As our gazes stayed locked, and his body continued to drive mine toward the edge, I had to admit that he was right. I never had met a man like him before. I just hoped he didn’t turn out to be like all the rest of them.
Julia
MONDAY MORNING, HAVOC parked in the back of my bookstore, just like he’d been doing for the past four days. Five glorious nights in his bed, with the promise of many more to come, had made me hopeful about the future, despite Wesley’s threat. I’d crunched numbers yesterday and discovered that between the money in my bank account and what I could pull from my investments, I could keep the bookstore open for six months. Seven if I stopped eating. If I let Justine go immediately I could extend the date further, but I was still trying to figure out a way around screwing up her life, too.
I climbed off his bike and removed my helmet, sticking it in his saddle bag as Stocks parked beside us. Still wondering what I should do about my one and only employee, I unlocked the store. Havoc slid past me to scope out the space and make sure it was clear, leaving me outside in the cool morning air with Stocks. Stocks was apparently going to be my bodyguard, and you’d think I was the queen of England with the way he kept his head on a swivel, watching all directions at once as if expecting an all-out invasion.
“It’s not really a bad neighborhood,” I said, reassuringly.
He didn’t look convinced.
Deciding I should get to know him, I asked, “How long have you been out of the service?”
“About a year and a half.”
