Page 18 of Razor's Property

“What do you say?” I look up and see that she’s fully in the trenches of her need. Her eyes are closed, head is trained back like she’s straining against the feelings, and her hands are gripped in the sheets. “Do you want to go for a long, fast drive,winding up the mountains?” I hover a millimeter above her clit, making sure every word is felt by her sensitive little button. “Feel the breeze blowing through your hair. The heat of the sun soaking in your skin. Making you feel warm all over. Driving faster and faster up until we get to the peak…”

My hair is suddenly gripped in her fingers, and I’m tugged down as her pussy grinds against my lips. A moan slips from her throat and my cock pulses to the sound. I take purchase in my chance and kiss over her sweet clit, sucking it right through her thin panties. Losing my mind to the taste of her on my tongue. Savoring every second as I suck on her like a lollipop.

Her grip tightens in my hair, and I release the little nub and slide my tongue up and down her folds, pressing into her center as far as her the sheer material will let me.

“Sean, please.”

“I got you, little one.” I reach up between her legs and tear the panties right off her, diving in the moment she’s bared to me. It’s like a fucking dream, her taste on my tongue. Her smooth lips all sticky and sweet. The feeling of her being swollen and ready is a fucking wet dream. I suck on her sex, and she jolts under my touch. She’s fighting for more, already growing impatient for her release, and I have to hold her down as I draw on it.

Almost don’t want to give in to her demands. I don’t want this to be over. I’ve waited so long to have her, to taste her again, I want to savor this moment. But her body is already clenching up, and she’s pleading for me to relieve the ache. Giving her what she needs is more important than my wants.

I bear down on her clit, running my fingers up between her legs and press into her body, searching for the special spot I worked so hard to find so many years ago. I was determined to find her G-spot, and when I did, she squirted for me. After that, I couldn’t get e-fucking-nough.

When her back arches up on a gasp, I know I’ve found it.

My fingers press down, rubbing against the spot as I suction harder, driving her straight into her orgasm. Her shout of my name is the best sound I’ve ever heard. Feeling her body clench around my fingers, her cum dripping down my chin, it’s fucking perfect. I drill in, taking her through every pulse, refusing to let up until she flops back down, completely spent and sated.

“Good morning, baby.” I slide up, hovering above as I stare at her pretty flushed face.

“You don’t play fair, mister.”

My cheeks split, and I drop a kiss right on the end of her nose.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I wink. “Now, how about we get dressed and take a ride. Thought we could go into town for breakfast and then ride on out to the falls. I owe you a new pair of panties, by the way. So, we should probably stop by the store, too.” My girl needs some clothes as well. I’d drive her back to her house to pack a bag, but I’m nervous she’ll snap out of the spell she’s under and will remember all the reasons why I’m no good for her.

My chest tightens as her cheeks lift, gracing me with the most beautiful smile. It’s soft and sweet and real. And it’s all for me.

“I think I’d like that.”

12

Kensington

“So, what happened?” I ask, tossing another rock over the ledge and watching it disappear into the heavy fall of water. “How come you’re out here and not at the club?”

When he doesn’t answer, I glance over my shoulder. He’s staring down at the ground, looking lost in thought. Caught in a memory somewhere. And it doesn’t look like a good one. I shift to face him, and his head lifts. The beam that was shining in his eyes all day has grown dark. I almost wish I hadn’t asked the question. Everything has been so good. It’s been another amazing day.

“We were on a job,” he starts, and his voice is so thick with sadness, it makes me ache. “We were trying to put an end to this drug dealer who was selling bad shit on the streets. The cops had tried to nab him, but he managed to evade them every time they got close, so they finally called us in to help.”

I’m shocked to hear that the police would turn to them for help. I thought the police were after the Savage Knights. Looking for a reason to lock them up.

“I was leading the charge. It was my job, but somehow, I fucked things up, and the fucker had sensed we were coming. He laid in wait for us. And when we showed up, he had an army armed and ready. Before I knew what the fuck was happening, I found myself with a gun clocked at the side of my head.” A shudder rolls through my shoulder, and I scoot onto his lap, needing to ensure myself that he’s safe. “Rubble shot the guy in the back and in turn, he got one right in the chest. It was fucking chaos. The biggest fuckup of my life. We lost Rubble, and Skully got both his knees blown out and is now bound to a wheelchair. Never gonna ride again. We barely made it out alive. Our only saving grace was the fact that the cops were standing guard. They heard the gunshots ring out and called for backup then moved in. Our asses were saved, but it was too late. I’d already lost my best friend and fucked my other buddy over for life. After that, it was hard to breathe. Being at the club reminded me of Rubble. I had to take off, and I’ve been living up here ever since.”

The tears in his eyes show how much he’s hurting. He’s blaming himself for things that aren’t his fault. He’s always been like that. He blamed himself for his parents’ deaths too. They were coming to watch his flag football game, so Sean tied himself to being the cause. And he’s doing it again. He’s not responsible for what that drug-dealing bastard did. He’s not the one who pulled the trigger. But the guilt he bears, is like it was him.

“I’m sorry, babe.” I run my fingers through his hair. “I’m so sorry that you lost your friend. But you have to know, it’s not your fault. You didn’t pull that trigger. You can’t take the blame for what that monster did.”

“But I should’ve known. I was leading my men into a war zone. I should’ve made them wear vests and sent in a drone first.I shouldn’t have let my guard down. God, I miss him. I miss him so damn much.”

He pulls me close, nuzzling into the side of my neck, and I feel the pain seeping out of him. Rocking through his shoulders. The tears of his sadness hitting my skin, making me wish I could take his pain away. But there’s nothing anyone can say or do to change what happened. They were all grown men, yet somehow Sean thinks it was his job to protect them all. No matter how hard he tries, he’s not Superman.

“I bet they miss you,” I say, rubbing my hands over his hair, along his neck. Tracing over the black ink on his skin, the markings of his life. “I know how much I did. I missed you so much, Sean. There wasn’t a single day that went by that I didn’t think of you. That I didn’t wish for you to come back to me.” His head lifts, and when I see his tear-streaked face, his pained eyes, there’s no denying the truth. I’m still so in love with him.

“I never stopped loving you,” I breathe the words I never thought I’d be able to say, the words I never wanted to admit. But it’s the undeniable truth. I feel it so deeply. And... I’m ready to move on from the past. Ready to leave the hurt behind. Whatever we did, the mistakes we made, it’s time to learn from them and grow, let them make us stronger instead of tear us down. And it’s time to stop punishing both of our hearts. “I want to give us a chance, Sean. I guess what I’m saying is I’d like to be more than friends.”

“Baby.” He sits up, reaching for my cheeks, searching my eyes frantically for signs of deception, but it’s the truth. He’s the only one who’s ever owned my heart, and there’s not going to be anyone else. I gave up hoping years ago that I could find something to outmatch what we had. That I could fall in love again. But there’s only one Sean in this world.

“Mark my words, babe, you will never live to regret this. On my life and on my honor, I vow to spend every day making up forwhat I did. There will never be another moment where I give you a reason to doubt your trust in me. To doubt my love. I promise you, Kensy, I’m yours. There never was and never will be anyone else for me. You’re my heart, baby. Have been since I was that sad little boy.”

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