Page 23 of Reconciling the Consequences

“Fuck baby.” He breathed out, and his mouth latched onto her neck. She groaned when he found that sweet spot and sucked deep. He worked a thumb between them and circled her clit.

Her hands slid down his shoulders and chest and gripped the lapels of his cut, holding on tight. “Oh fuck,” she cried out as her orgasm rolled over her and every nerve ending lit up in pleasure. “Johnny!”

“So fucking hot, baby.” He groaned and fucked her harder.

She swiveled her hips and fucked up against him.

He groaned a moment later and spilled into her.

She rested her head against his shoulder as she wrapped her arms around him again.

“I was serious you know?” Johnny said after a beat of silence. He pulled back slightly so he could meet her gaze. “I was serious when I said I’ve never felt this way before about anyone.”

She smiled softly and ran her hand over his jaw. “Me too, Johnny,” she murmured.

He grinned devilishly and kissed her again. “Come on, Princess. Let’s get you in the bath and I’ll help you shave this cunt.”

“You cut me and I’ll cut off your balls,” she warned.

Having Johnny shave her pussy had been an experience. He had been so serious and meticulous as he lathered her up and pulled the razor against her skin. Kara had sat on the bathroom counter and tried to stay still while he worked. He took his time and made sure he got every hair in every crevice.

She was soaking wet by the time he had finished. He smirked as he wiped a warm washcloth over her folds, and she moaned softly. She didn’t have to ask for anything, as he got on his knees, right in the bathroom, and ate her pussy.

His tongue had done that twisting thing inside her hole that she loved so much. When she came, her cries echoing off the tile walls, he sat back on his heels and grinned wickedly.

She was lethargic and weak. Her body was still hurt and swollen, but his devilish grin only spurred her on. “Fuck me, Johnny,” she whined, grabbing for him.

He sat just out of reach and it hurt to lean forward.

She tried to hook her good leg over his shoulder and pull him toward her, but he dodged out of her way. “Johnny,” she whined again.

He stood up and shook his head. “No.”

Her mouth dropped open in shock. She was not used to being told no.

When he turned away from her, she wanted to cry. Her emotions were all over the place, and she didn’t like feeling so fragile. She watched him go over to the bathtub, though, and turn the water on. She sagged with relief when she realized what he was doing.

Once he plugged the drain and tossed in a bath bomb and a good dollop of her bubble bath, he turned back to her. “Come on, Princess. Give me a little credit here. I wouldn’t leave you hanging.”

“You told me no.” She pouted.

He grinned and stalked toward her. “You don’t hear it enough.” He smirked, eyebrow cocking up.

“Neither do you, Mr. Vice President,” she shot back as she crossed her arms over her chest.

He stepped between her spread thighs and rested his forehead against hers, his blue eyes boring into her own. “Oh, dollface,” he hummed low, “you have no idea the wicked things I want to do to you.” His voice was a sexy rasp. “We need you to get better first.”

“What kind of wicked things?” she asked with a shy smile.

He nipped at her bottom lip. “The kinds of wicked things you can only dream about, my dirty girl. Come on.”

“Johnny.” She sighed as she put her hand in his. “Where are Kevin and Derrick? I know you said they were on a run, but what are they really doing? And don’t give me ‘club business.’ ”

Johnny frowned and stepped away from her. He ran a hand over his buzzed hair and sighed, his shoulders dropping. He met her gaze and slowly nodded. “Our brother Rachet was killed last week by a rival club. The Devil’s Psychos.”

Kara’s eyes widened at the news. She had known a brother had been killed but not the whole story.

“He was doing a drop, out of state, with two other brothers when they were ambushed,” Johnny continued. “Rachet didn’t make it. It was down near Birmingham, Alabama. Kevin, Derrick, Hotrod, and Vagabond went down to bring home his body.”

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