Page 24 of Reconciling the Consequences

Tears welled up in Kara’s eyes as she watched Johnny stoically tell her the truth. “As vice president, shouldn’t you be there too?”

He nodded. “Yeah, I should be.”

“But you’re here with me?”

“I told the club you were my old lady.” He moved toward her slowly.

She gasped and opened her mouth to speak.

He pressed a finger to her lips. “Shhh,” he whispered. “I had to tell them my old lady was attacked in her own home because of my failure. It was the only way to explain why I was letting Rockstar and Devil kick my ass in the ring in front of every president and VP from across the country that was in town last week.”

Her mouth dropped open in shock. “What?” She gasped.

He nodded slowly. “I claimed you in front of all the leaders of my club, across the country, and admitted I failed to protect you.” He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her against him. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell—”

She cut him off with a kiss. She pressed up on her tippy-toes, grabbed the back of his neck, pulled him down to her, and kissed him fiercely. Goddamn, this man was constantly full of surprises.

When they pulled apart, breathless, he quickly shut off the bathtub before it overflowed. He peeled off his clothes and climbed in before he helped her climb over the side of the deep soaker tub.

Once they were leaned back in the deep water, her sitting between his legs, she let out a content sigh and rested her head back on his chest. His arm was wrapped around her waist, and he held her tight.

She was falling more and more in love with this man every day. She felt a small pang of remorse that she was spending all this time alone with Johnny and not the other two, but she tried not to think about it. They would be home soon, hopefully.

“Goddamn, Kara.” Johnny groaned from behind her, his hands skimming over her belly and breasts, cupping them and rolling her nipples between his fingers. “You are so fucking sexy.” He groaned. “Every fucking inch of you.”

She felt a blush creep over her chest and neck.

“You have no idea the things you make me feel.” He breathed on her neck before he pressed an open-mouthed kiss there.

He was mindful of her ribs as he traced his hands down her body again and gripped her hips. He pulled her up his body until his cock bobbed against her entrance. He slid his fingers through her folds and parted them before guiding his cock into her entrance slowly.

She laid back against his chest and moaned once he was fully seated in her.

His fingers dug into her hips and held her in place.

“Johnny.” She sighed and arched against him.

“No, my little cock slut.” He groaned and held her down. “You’re gonna stay still and warm my cock.”

“Johnny.” She gasped.

“What are your safe words, Kara?” he asked, his voice deep.

She froze, her eyes shooting open. “Red for stop, yellow for slow down, and green for good,” she spoke slowly.

“And where are you right now?” he asked. He gripped her jaw and tilted her head, forcing her to look at him over her shoulder.

“I—yellow, sir,” she whispered, eyes lowered.

“Shhh.” He hummed. His blue eyes were dark, but he didn’t seem upset. It was like he was expecting this and slowly working into it. “Good. I wouldn’t expect you to be OK right away. But I do expect you to be honest with me about how you feel. Can you do that for me?”

She nodded slowly. “I—I’m OK with slut,” she murmured.

“Good girl.” He growled and captured her lips.

Kara licked into his mouth, using her tongue to fuck into him. She clenched her pussy around him, and he groaned, his fingers digging into her hip and jaw tighter. “Naughty little slut.” Johnny panted as he broke their kiss, breathless.

She loved that she was making him come undone.

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