“Come on, babe,” I breathe into her wet hair. I slide my phone into my cut before picking up my hoodie from the chair.
“Put this on.” Handing it to her. Her eyes look at me searching, begging me to tell her more. To open up and share. She wants to know about Callie, and I don't wanna talk about that grade-A whore right now.
“Look I’ll tell you all you want to know another day. She’s a disease that I used to get off on and believe me, it was hard. But when your eyes are shut you can be fucking anyone you see behind your lids, babe. With just the right amount of Jack and weed they can be anyone and I always pictured you.” I brush my lips over hers as she pulls her head through my hoodie.
“Fuck, you were made to wear the logo, baby.” Her cheeks pink as her eyes water slightly. I know she’s hurt. Callie has a way of being a fucking toxic cesspool and I can’t shelter Sen from her shit. She has a lot of men here that like her dirty sick ways because she lets them take her to the dark and back. She's sick and they all love it.
“After this hit tonight, baby, I know for a fact I wanna make you my old lady for the whole club and all them chicas to see. I want you to wear more than my clothes. I want my property patch on you.” Grabbing a second gun I place it into the holster around my ankle and pull my jeans down over it.
“Let’s go.” I slip my hand into hers.
“Where?” she asks me.
“I wanna breathe a little and soak you in some more. Here there are too many people. Too much noise and too much shit going on.” She smiles at me and we walk from my room, down the stairs and out of the club. All eyes are on us. We can hear whispers and gasps ring out and I don't even give a shit.
Reaching my bike, I place a helmet on Senna's head and lace up the strap under her chin. My eyes looked into hers as she pulls her bottom lip into her teeth. Bringing my finger up to her lips I pull her lip free. “Don't do that, babe,” I say my tone gruff. All I wanna do is bend her over my bike.
Shaking the dirty thought from my mind, I sling my leg over my bike and place my hand out to help her on the back. Kicking her to life she roars under me and Senna pulls herself down, tighter into my body. I like her this close. Safe and with me. Her arms and legs caging my body to hers.
I love the way her breasts are pushed hard against my back. Her breath on my neck as I pull out of the lot. The club and its noise disappear behind us.
“Hold on tight. I like to go fast,” I call out. Slightly turning my head, looking from the left to the right, I pull out of the side road onto the highway.
I feel her arms and legs tighten around me as I take off. I could get fucking used to this having her on the back of my bike. She's the first woman on here and she will be the last.
The warm breeze flicks around us both mixing the sun kissed wind with her scent. It’s laced with my scent as she used my body wash. I like that.
I feel her lay her head against my back and I take my hand from the handlebars and rest it on the side of her leg rubbing my fingers over her jeans needing more contact with her. Needing to feel all of her. This warehouse raid has me worried. I'm on high alert now. It seems wherever we go we are under threat. It seems whatever we try to do there is someone wanting to bring us down.
Pulling down off the highway and onto the gravel road I take the bumpy road slow. I feel her look around us. We are in a field of wildflowers with the sun shining through all the trees that line the property. Stopping at the edge of a lake I kick my stand down and help Senna off. I watch her as she unlatches her helmet. Her fingers pull the hair tie from her ponytail and she shakes her head. I am in awe of her beauty. The sun behind her lights her hair up like fire. The wind catches it, causing the long, fiery curls down her back to ripple around her body.
Taking her hand, I pull her down to the water's edge where the crisp blue water sparkles as the sun hits it. Her white skin shines. I burn the way she looks right now into my memory. I have a bad feeling at the base of my spine that makes my skin crawl with dread.
“Hey, what's wrong?” she says to me while running her fingers over my hand.
“Nothing, babe, I say, pulling her closer to me and falling back on the soft grass. The big tree we are under shelter us from the bright sun’s rays. I can't tell her that I am worried about tonight. She will panic and then I will worry that she is there freaking out.
“You sure, Luca?” her voice is laced with concern.
“I'm sure, baby. I’m just thinking about how I will always take care of what's mine. That each time I look at you I can't believe that you're now actually mine.” My lips crash into hers before she can see the truth in my eyes. This is true no doubt about it, but we all have secrets.
As our lip’s touch all worries leave me. I just poured all I had into her forgetting. Just consuming all that is beautiful about this stunning woman. Slipping my arms under her body I flip her tiny frame up and on top of me her giggle floats around us on the breeze.
The call of birds in the trees and the rustle of leaves sound out. She opens her mouth against mine and our lips and tongues move in sync with each other. Her breasts press into my chest causing my cock to grow. The way she feels on top of me is fucking hot; so powerful. Her arms slid down my neck and rest under my shoulder blades as my hand snakes down her spine to cup her tight ass cheeks. She's stunning in black skinny jeans with cuts in the knees and my Ace of Spades t-shirt that she tied in a knot. It shows off her taut, flat stomach.
“Fuck, you smell so good, baby, and you taste that much better,” I murmur against her lips. Her lips pull off mine slightly and her tongue runs along my bottom lip.
“You taste pretty good yourself,” she says against my lips. Her voice is soft and sultry luring me deeper into her body rolling my hips up to meet core.
“I’m so addicted to you, babe.” I bite her bottom lip. A moan has left her lips that has me flipping her over onto her back. A yelp leaves her then a bubble of laughter. My eyes bore into the green of hers and I was lost. So, lost in her I began kissing her, all of her, like my body depended on her to stay alive.
My hands explore all of her body as hers do mine. Before long we are both frantic with need. Clothes are being pulled off and the hot sun and cool breeze is touching our bodies. Breathing heavy we are loaded with lust and full of the promise of a release we both need. As I pull her panties down her legs and drop them somewhere behind me on the grass, I pause to admire her
My cock grows hard standing to full mast. Precum glistens in the sunlight waiting to sink into her. I look into my babies’ eyes. My love, the woman I will love forever. The only woman my cold soul has ever loved. Her eyes screaming at me to fuck her as her nails gripped and bit into the skin of my torso. Bucking my hips forward I sink my cock into her hard and thrust in and out like it was the last time I would fuck her, feel her, taste her, have her. Her head rolled back as her body pushed up of the grass. Her hips meeting my angry thrusts with ones of her own. I had unleashed her inner sex kitten and I fucking loved it.
“I will kill for you, baby,” I gritted out to her as her cheeks grew pink from our fucking.
“I will always crave you,” she mouths out to me. “I will always fight for you, Luca. For this. For us.” Her breathing grew fast as her voice broke from the sensations rippling through her body. My body coiled around itself as my balls clenched up. She’s so tight, so wet and so mine.
