Page 25 of Sinister Red

I shuck my leather jacket and cut, tossing them on the bottom bunk while I step out of my boots. My girl watches me like a hawk as I reach behind my head and yank my white t-shirt off, discarding that just as quickly as I toe off my socks, and as my hands move to my belt to unbuckle slowly, I don’t take my eyes off of her as her gaze follows. I drop my jeans to my ankles then kick them toward the bed, but I don’t move, not yet.

I stand there in the low light of the room and let my Cookie look, let her heated stare roam over every inch of my naked flesh and build the anticipation for both of us.

Almost as if it were her hands touching me, I can practically feel her eyes as they move from my face to my chest, the necklace that hangs around my neck at all times to the sleeve of tattoos on my right arm, back up to my pecs before wandering over my abs and finally, when those deep brown eyes land on my cock.

“Do I meet your standards, Cookie?” I grin as I wrap my hand around the base of my shaft and start stroking slowly from root to tip. “Measure up to the biker fantasy you’ve clearly had?”

She doesn’t stop watching me stroke my dick, but Sofie shakes her head and for a second I’m ready to bolt, until she says, “I’ve only had the fantasy since I met you, and you blow it out of the water. You’re gorgeous, Sam, and your cock is a thing of beauty in itself.”

Should I be laughing at that? No, I imagine laughing when someone compliments your hard-on isn’t normal, but I wasn’t expecting it, especially not from this girl, but I’ll take it. I’ll take the compliment and anything else Sofie wants to give me, starting with her heart and that sweet little bare pussy of hers.

I pump my cock in my fist as I walk toward her, only stopping when I’m on the other side of the small ledge looking at the most beautiful woman I have ever or will ever lay eyes on. “Cookie?”

“Hmm?” She hums, still watching my hand and what I’m doing to myself.

“Look at me, Cookie.”

She does, and fuck, the way she does, it fucking guts me. Sofie Berk is looking at me like she wants to devour me, and like I could never do any wrong in her eyes. She’s looking at me like I could be her forever—the same way I’m looking at her—and fuck, if that doesn’t make mewantto be that for her.

“I’m going to step into that shower with you, Sofie, but I need you to know that after I do, there is no going back. I’m going to fuck your sweet little pussy, make you come all over my cock, and after that, I’m going to take you to that bed, spread your legs wide and bury my face between them until you feel like you’re going to lose your mind. Then I’m going to fuck you again, fuck you as many times as I can before I have to go, but that won’t be the end of this.” I search her face, trace every feature while making sure she’s with me. “Tonight is only the beginning, and if you let me do all of that to you right now, it means there is no going back because you will be mine. Inside and out, your heart, your body, all of it will be mine and I need you to be sure that’s what you want before we do this.”

Sofie inhales sharply as she nods, and that’s all the answer I need.

My hands move like lightning to the sides of her neck, gripping tightly as I crush my mouth to hers in a bruising kiss. I use my body to push her back toward the wall until she’s flush against it—againstme—and when my cock makes contact with the soft as silk skin over her hip, I groan. I kiss her hard; nipping, licking, biting at her delicious lips. Sofie’s hands slide up my body, the warm water rushing over my skin as her nails scrape along the way, then she wraps her arms around my neck and pulls us impossibly closer.

My hands wander then.

They slide down her throat until they’re on her breasts, but they don’t stay there long, not right now. My fingers skim over the sides of her breasts, squeezing slightly before they ghost quickly down her sides and around to her ass.

“Goddamnit, you are fucking perfect, Cookie.” I groan as I roll my hips against hers, palming her ass and flexing my fingers against the firm muscle. “So goddamn perfect.”

“Thanks.” She gasps as my mouth closes over the mark on her neck I left earlier.

I can barely hide the smile that touches my lips because of hermannersas I suck on it again, biting down gently to make sure it stays right fucking there until I need to do it again.

“Sam…” My girl moans as she buries her fingers in my hair. “Sammy, please…”

I’m not sure if it’s because she’s begging me to fuck her, or if it’s the nickname that came out of nowhere, but either way, I fucking lose it.

Without warning, I lift Sofie against the wall, her back sliding up the slick tile and putting her breasts almost level with my face. I kiss my hickey then her collarbone and chest, eagerly making my way to those fleshy mounds where I immediately take one of her mocha colored nipples between my lips and suck.

Sofie’s back arches and her fingers tighten in my hair, my girl hissing as I bite then lick away the sting. “Sammy, please. Please, I need you.”

“You’ve got me, Cookie.” And she does. Sofie Berk has me, fucking owns me, and she will for as long as she wants me.

She tugs my hair, pulling me away from her breast, and the minute my mouth is free, Sofie captures it in a kiss that makes my goddamn toes curl.

And that is enough for me to give her what she wants.

Keeping one hand on her ass to hold her in place, I slide the other along her thigh, lifting it higher on my hip before I drop my hand between us. I take my throbbing cock in my fist, running it along her slit to make sure my girl is ready for me, and when the head nudges her clit, Sofie’s entire body jerks on a breathy gasp.

“Jesus, you are so fucking ready for me, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” Sofie moans. “I’ve wanted this from the second I saw you, Sam. I need you, I want you. Please.”

So, I give my Cookie what she wants.

My hips snap forward, my cock buried to the root in one shot while I take her mouth in a brutal kiss. Her lips, the way she sucks on my tongue, how fucking tight her pussy is, all of it is goddamn euphoric, almost too much, and it fans the flames of a fire I know will be eternal. One that burns in her name and brands it on my soul.

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