Page 93 of Complete Me
“We’re staying with Kinsey. You’ve got your crew and Sawyer; we’ve got Kinsey here.”
“I want her at my house. I have security there that I can be alerted about on my phone.”
“Easy. Done,” Dallas replies.
“Alright. Let’s do this.”
CHAPTER 25
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With nervesin the pit of my stomach, I pick up Kinsey from Carter’s house downtown, her body resting comfortably against mine on the back of my bike. She’s the only woman I’ve ever had in that spot, and it’s like I was subconsciously waiting for her to fill it.
The ride from town is quiet and serene despite knowing I have to leave her to go after the assholes who took her. There won’t be any survivors this time. If it’s the last thing we do, the Iron Wolves will be put down for good. I can’t live with myself knowing there are people out there actively harming women, and while we can’t chase and take down every evil out there, we can surely make a damn dent. Starting with the club that ended Lena and Lucas’s lives and took Kinsey from me.
The cool summer air is a welcome reprieve from the storm brewing inside me, Kinsey’s soft hands caressing the skin of my abs under my shirt. My heart rate starts to pick up, my breathing comes heavier as her fingers dip into the waistband of my jeans.
Little tease.
My bike kicks up dust and gravel as I pull onto the long, private road, driving up my secluded driveway to the house I want to share with Kinsey from this moment on. I meant everything I said to her, and I don’t care how fast it is. She’s wholly mine, and that means in every way. I’ve been living in darkness for so long, and now I want to live in her light.
My heavy boots hit the gravel driveway as I steady my bike and cut the engine. Kinsey climbs off, waiting for me to follow. Her hand is warm in my palm as I lead her to the front door, pulling her inside with only one thing on my mind. Everything else can wait. We kick off our shoes in silence as she looks around the entryway, her pretty blue eyes full of curiosity.
“I’ll explain everything to you after, sweetheart.”
“After what?”
I reach for her shirt, and she doesn’t fight me, putting her arms up and letting me slide the fabric over her head. I unsnap her bra, the fabric falling to the floor, her tits popping free. I take a second to look at her, standing there topless in front of me, her spine straight, hands relaxed at her sides. Her breasts are just a small handful, but they’re perky and so fucking sexy, with petite rosebud nipples that respond so well to my touch. My fingers trace the outline of each breast, her breath catching as she lets me explore her.
I don’t know what tomorrow will bring, but I’m spending tonight worshiping my woman. The light of my life. My demons might always be right at my back, trying to pull me back under, but I’m going to bask in her warmth for as long as I have it.
I lift her breasts in each hand, loving the slight weight of them, before dropping to my knees at her feet. Her hands reach up, pushing my hair back and looking down at me, her pretty blue eyes sparkling in the light. With my eyes focused on hers, she pulls my head to her chest, my lips opening and sucking hernipple into my mouth. Her soft moans are so sexy as she holds me tightly. Her back arches as I quickly switch to the other side, my tongue flicking at her tight nipple before taking it into my mouth and pulling hard.
“That feels so good.”
“I need you naked, sweetheart,” I confess as I unbutton her jeans and work them off her body, thong in tow. She kicks them to the side and then she’s standing in front of me completely naked, her soft skin glowing under the light of the room, so gorgeous and all fucking mine.
I return to her breast as I slide a hand up her toned leg until I reach her pussy. My fingers lightly caress her, not surprised to find her wet and ready for me. I slip a finger through her lips, spreading them slightly and teasing her greedy clit. Her fingers grip my hair tighter, her breaths coming in steady, heavy pants. I slide lower, finding her tight little hole and pushing a single finger inside her to my bottom knuckle, her arousal easing my way in.
“Love how wet you get for me,” I growl against her breast.
“Ahh. Yesssss. Only for you, baby, always just for you.”
“That’s right, Kins, this pussy is just for me.”
I fuck her with my finger, dipping in and out before stayingdeep and curling, suckling on the tight buds of her breasts until their stiff peaks against my tongue. I pop off, sitting back on my haunches and gripping her hips, pulling her pussy to my face. I drag my nose through her tight slit, inhaling her mouthwatering, slightly musky scent into my lungs.
My tongue dips out, swiping through her wet pussy, the sweet, clean taste exploding on my tongue, my control teetering on the edge of a cliff. Fuck, I love the taste of her cunt. I lap at her, over and over, her hands gripping her perky breasts and pulling at her nipples, twisting and pinching as she chases her orgasm. But I’ve got a better idea.
“Where’s the toy, Kins?”
“The bedroom,” she whispers, grinding her pussy into my face. I told her the first night we were together that one day she’d show me what she does with it, and that day has come. My cock weeps behind my jeans, and it’s taking all my self-control not to snap and fuck her hard against the wall.
“I need your cock, baby. Please fuck me first.”
Fuck it.
I quickly stand and shove my jeans down my thighs, scooping her up so her legs are resting on my forearms, her arms grabbing my neck to hang on. She’s so fucking light and tiny and I’ve dreamed about holding her like this while I fucked her like my own personal toy.
