Page 31 of Drifter
“What’s going on here?” Drifter’s smooth voice hums in my ear as his arm slides over my shoulders.
“My sister’s claws are coming out,” Simon teases, then more gently, “I’m okay, sis. I’m more upset that Dad had the gall to show up at your door with reinforcements.”
“It’s not happening again,” Drifter utters. “We’ve got eyes on your father. A couple of brothers from the Devil Sins are doing us a favor. Gordon’s not going to be able to make a move without us knowing about it.” This puts my mind at ease, and Simon releases a sigh of relief.
It’s late into the night before my house is empty of guests. Etain and Hawk are the last to go, after they helped clean up. Drifter’s already in bed when I emerge from the bathroom. He sits up with the sheet pulled up to his waist, looking sexy with his tousled light brown hair. His dark eyes come right to me, watching my every step as I get closer to the edge of the bed.
He holds out his hand for me to take, guiding me to straddle his lap, my knees on either side of him. A hand cups my cheek, his thumb tenderly gliding over my lips.
“Today’s been intense. Tell me what’s on your mind,” he prods carefully.
“I’m not sure what’s left to be said. I think we’re in agreement that my father’s an asshole.” I shrug, dropping my gaze, only to have his finger come under my chin and lift my eyes back to his.
“You let it all out when you were shouting at him. How did it feel, babe?”
“I don’t regret it, if that’s what you mean. But I also don’t think it penetrated Dad’s tremendous ego.”
“Do you really want to file a restraining order?”
I nod. “Yes. I don’t want him on my property or anywhere near me. Dad’s trying to force me back home. Or what he considers to be home. This is my house. This is where I belong and where I want to be. I believe he would have had those men forcibly put me in his car and take me away from you.” I swallow deeply and say, “I love you, Axel Drifter Denville. I’m scared that Dad will take me away from you. I’m terrified that he’ll come after you, to hurt you or worse.”
“None of that shit’s going to happen. Your father is being watched, including his phone logs and emails. Whatever he plans, we’re going to be one step ahead of him from now on.” He places his lips softly on mine. “Trust me, sunshine. The Redemption Riders are done playing games. We’ll get the restraining order, not because you’ll need it, but because it’ll make a bold statement. And hold on for a little longer because this will be done soon, and then we’re going to move on with our lives.”
“I’m going to have to make a lot of cookies to thank all the men from the club, and the clubs that are jumping in to help,” I say, pressing my lips to his. He kisses me back. “I’ll never be able to tell you how much you mean to me and how thankful I am that you haven’t run screaming for the hills.”
His lips form a smile against mine, a very sly smile.
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Sasha has her hands on me. One over my heart and the other with her fingers running through my hair. Better still, she wriggles on my lap, where she sits right on my crotch. Every motion awakens the sleeping lion. She’s getting turned on too. Her face is flushed, and her voice gets softer, sexier. The way she brushes her mouth over mine, lingeringly, leaning into my chest, I know she wants more.
“I might know a way to start,” I say.
“Well, I think I know where to begin,” she answers. Sasha presses her lips against mine, taking our kiss deeper, her mouth moving this way and that. When Sasha kisses me, she gives all of herself, never holding anything back. The kiss ends way too soon, but her lips move over my cheek and down to my neck. As she continues lower, she shuffles her body downward. Her hand finds my package and slides into my boxers, wraps around my cock and strokes firmly.
“Baby, what are you doing?” I ask as she inserts her legs between my thighs.
“I want to taste you, handsome.” She looks up at me pleadingly. Fuck! The idea of having her mouth around my cock makes me even harder.
“Have at it, baby,” I murmur, settling back into the pillows to watch the show, cocking my knees and giving her plenty of room to make herself comfortable. Her tongue darts out and teases the slit of my cock, making it jump to attention. I pull her hair out of her face, fisting it tightly with one hand, and I watch as her tongue continues to swirl around the tip of my dick.
At an agonizingly slow pace, she takes me deeper into her mouth. Inch by inch, the moist heat from her mouth makes me groan in painful bliss. I wait for the moment when she moves faster. It doesn’t take her long before she’s bobbing up and down, and my cock is pulsing, wanting its release.
I reach out and tug off her top, then clasp my hands over her bare breasts. I tweak her nipples gently, resulting in a moan that rumbles over my cock. “Bottoms off,” I order.
“But—”
“You can get back to my dick in a second. Bottoms off.” Sasha wriggles out of her PJ bottoms and panties, but before she takes me back in her mouth, I say, “You can have my cock, but I want your fingers between your legs. Play with that pussy, baby.” I don’t recognize my own hoarse tone. She does as I ask, and with one hand between her legs, she sucks me harder and faster, moaning and groaning. The vibration resounds over my cock. I’m not going to be able to hold off for much longer. “I’m going to blow, baby.” I tug gently on her hair.
Sasha ignores me completely, taking me even deeper. My muscles tense, and I let go. My climax runs through me. I watch Sasha swallow down my cum, with her fingers still working her pussy. I push her onto her back, spread her legs apart, and finger fuck her wet, hot pussy until she shatters, crying out my name.
We’re both totally spent, but I manage to gather her in my arms, righting us in our bed and dragging the blanket over our bodies. Sasha snuggles closer, her face turned up to me.
“Did I do it all right?” she asks with a whisper.
“Sunshine, you’re perfect in every way,” I reply, smoothing her hair away from her face. “I love you. Now and forever. I can’t let you go. I told you when we started that once you were mine, I’d never be able to let you go. I hope you understand what this means.”
“It works both ways, Axel. I love you so much that I can’t imagine waking up and not finding you beside me.”
