Page 33 of Sinful Deeds
“Can I see him?” I ask, breathing a sigh of relief.
“I had to sedate him, so he’ll be sleeping for a while.” Mercy looks around the room, “I suggest you all get some rest.”
There’s no doubt we’re all exhausted, but way too tense to sleep. With everything we have going on, my brothers deserve a break. “Blow off some steam boys, we’ll figure out the next move tomorrow.”
I catch Raven standing behind Mercy, her eyes scanning my body like she can’t believe I’m standing here in front of her. One look from those soft honey eyes and the frustration pulsing through my body changes course and heads south, straight to my cock that’s now hard and aching. I’m so amped up, I need a release before I lose my shit. I stalk toward Raven. Her pouty lips curve at the edges, and I know exactly how to relieve my stress. I step into her space, crowding her with the thickness of my body as her eyes continue to roam mine. When she licks her lower lip, I growl, lifting her off the floor and swinging her over my shoulder.
“What are you doing?” she squeals.
“Fucking that sweet pussy unless you have any objections.”
“Oh.” I bring my hand down hard on her firm ass and give it a squeeze, “Nope. No objections.”
Her response causes my cock to pulse. I’ve been thinking about all the filthy things I want to do to her since I pinned her to the door of the bar. It consumes my thoughts, and that’s dangerous for a man in my position. I need a clear head to make quick decisions. In my line of work, it could mean life or death not just for myself but for my brothers. Tank and Fuel are proof of that.
Over the past few days she’s gotten so far under my skin, I might never shake this feeling, but fucking her might just dull the itch. As soon as I get her to my room, that’s what I plan to do.
I kick the door closed and let her body slide down my chest until her feet touch the floor. Never breaking my hold on her, I trace the curve of her lips with my tongue. I tease until she parts her lips wide enough for me to slip inside. She tastes like fucking candy. Sweet and sinful and I can’t get enough of her. She moans into my kiss and I tighten my hold. Her breath hitches as my hands run down the length of her arms. Gripping both her arms, I raise them above her head, grabbing hold of both her wrists with one hand and trail the other down her body. She looks up at me, lust filling her eyes.
“Do you want me, little bird?” I whisper into the crease of her neck.
Her body shivers under the graze of my breath, “Yes.”
Not wanting to let go of the submissive position she’s in until she’s giving me more than her consent, I lift her shirt and slide her bra down, letting her fucking perfect tits spill over the top. I want her to beg. I lower my head, capturing one of her nipples in my mouth. My tongue flicks across the hardening bud, sucking it until a hard peak forms between my lips. I pop it out of my mouth and shift my attention to the other, cupping my hand around the base, “How bad?”
She lets out a soft whimper when I cover the other tit with my mouth. “More than I’ve ever wanted anyone.”
Her confession drives me fucking wild. “Take off your pants.” I demand as I work to free my aching cock from behind my zipper. I pull it free, stroking my hard shaft with my hand while she shimmies out of her pants with a speed that only fuels my need.
There’s no time to remove the rest of our clothes, I want her with a fierceness I can’t control. I need inside her fast before I shoot a load all over my room. I sit on the edge of my bed, grabbing her hips and pulling her down on top of me.
She saddles my legs and wraps hers around my waist. I line myself up with her opening and with one hard thrust I slam balls deep into her wetness, claiming her for my own. The intensity elicits a moan from her as she adjusts to my size. I draw back, only to slam right back in.
My fingers run up her back to her hair and I pull her head back, exposing her neck to me. I wrap my hand around it. Her body stiffens and the roll of her hips slow. Raw emotion floods her eyes. “The neck is the most vulnerable part of the body. He used it to bring you pain. I’ll only use it to bring you pleasure. Do you trust me?”
“Yes.” Her voice is small and hesitant, but I need her to know I mean it. I plan to fuck the fear out of her along with my own frustrations. Being careful not to squeeze too hard, I tighten my grip around her throat. With my other hand on her waist, I guide her up and down. My cock slides in and out of her tightness. I lock my eyes on her, watching the way she puts her trust in me as she gives in to the pleasure. She rolls her hips faster as I thrust even harder into her, bringing us both closer to the edge. She tightens around my cock, soaking me with her arousal as she screams out my name when the first wave of an orgasm rips through her body.
It’s all I can do to keep myself from unloading everything I have deep inside of her. The sounds she makes while riding my cock is so damn sexy it makes me want to push her further. Loosening my grip from her neck, I slide my hands down to cup her hips, lifting her up and pulling her down on my cock with all my force. With each brutal thrust, her moans grow louder. She’s going to have bruises later, but when she looks at them, she’ll only associate my force with her orgasm.
“Come on my cock again, little bird. Then I’m going to fill you up. This pussy is all mine.”
I slam into her at the same time she pushes down onto me, both of us desperate for a release. A few more thrusts and she clenches around me, her body trembling when her climax peaks. I push up again and again, drawing out her pleasure. My balls tighten and tingles shoot up my spine as I explode and empty into her.
I take her mouth again and lean back onto the bed, drawing her alongside of me. All I want to do now is sleep. I kiss her until our breaths become one and she limps in my arms. We’re both exhausted, body and mind.
Sleep tugs at me and as my eyes close, she shifts away. Coldness replaces the warmth of her body. I reach up and grab her arm. “Stay.”
I’m not letting her run away from me. She’s been running for far too long. She might not accept it yet, but she belongs right here. In my bed. I let exhaustion pull me under when she’s tucked back into my arms with her head resting on my chest.
