Her hand moved up to tentatively touch my face. The softness against my rough beard was enough to make me want to come in my pants. I’d missed the way she would tenderly touch me, makeme feel alive with the way she looked at me as if I were the only man in the world she would ever want.
“So lifelike.”
“Baby, I promise you, I am here with you,” I said, touching the back of her hand with my hand, sealing her hand there. My other hand grabbed her free one, and held it over my chest, over my heart. “Does this feel real?”
Her brow furrowed, and I realised she was fighting it. Fighting what her brain was trying to tell her. She shook her head and tried to pull away, but I wouldn’t let her go.
“Does this feel real?” I asked, panic now setting in. I couldn’t lose her when I finally got her back again. Moving my hand that held her hand over my chest, I pulled her gold dress up and slid my fingers over her inner thigh. Tavi gasped, but she didn’t pull away, her eyes on mine. Sliding my fingers over her panties, I pulled the corner up and slid my fingers through her folds. She gasped, her head falling onto my chest as I circled her clit.
Her moans filled my chest with hope.Please, remember.
I mumbled sweet nothings into her ear, reminding her of all the ways I loved her, how I loved her son like he was my own, how my kids loved her, my club loved her. How I wanted every day to wake up with her thighs wrapped around my head as I woke her up in the best way possible.
She stepped back, just as I felt her clit pulse with need, her eyes widening.
“You’re real…”
“Baby, I am so real, this is real, we are here…together.”
Her lip shook, trembled, as she looked around, backing up, before her eyes landed on me again. “Make the pain stop.”
“How?” I asked, feeling so fucking helpless that it burned.
She pulled her dress up, and yanked her panties down her thighs and kicked them away. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to know what she needed. I fell to my knees in front of her,pushing her up against the building and hooking a thigh over my shoulder. My mouth descended on her needy pussy, my nose sliding over her clit, while my tongue dove down to her core. Tavi’s fingers slid through my hair, pushing me further into her, as she cried out as I pushed two fingers into her, my tongue making its way up to her clit to suck.
My cock was pulsing painfully behind my pants, but I didn’t care. All I could care about was making my woman cry out in the best possible way, to prove to the world that she was mine.
“Dane, god, you feel so fucking good,” she moaned. “Please, I need you…I need you in me.”
She didn’t need to ask twice. I was on my feet in record speed, yanking my jeans down and pulling my stiff cock free. Lining myself up, I thrust into her fully. She cried out loudly, her arms wrapping around my neck as I pounded into her.
It was rough.
Almost painful.
The way I needed her, the way my body responded to hers, it was carnal, beastly almost.
It was fucking heaven.
Moving a hand to her clit, I circled it as I thrust into her. It took a few circles before she was squeezing the fuck out of my cock, coming hard around me. I followed her soon after, pumping her full of my cum.
Only once our hearts had calmed down, and our breathing leveled out, did I pull out of her, and help tidy her up. The sound of a sob had me looking back at her, and that’s when she fell.
Into my arms.
Sobbing uncontrollably.
“I got you, baby. I’m never fucking letting you out of my sight again.”
Her body shook uncontrollably as she sobbed into my chest. Reaper pulled up at the end of the alley, solving the problem ofhow I was going to get her home. I got in the back of the car with her, and laid her head down on my lap. She sobbed the entire way home, and my chest caved in.
Russian roulette with the asshole wasn’t punishment enough for what he’d done to my woman. I had her back, it was true, but at what cost to her sanity.
What if she was broken, and she couldn’t love me anymore?
What if she blamed me for not finding her sooner?
Tavi
