***Crane***
Palming my cock, I give it a few tugs before sliding the tip over her plump lip, leaving a trace of pre cum in its tracks.
“Go on, sweetheart, let me see that tongue getting a taste of me.” My damn breath halts when the tiny pink thing sneaks out.
Her gaze is locked on mine and I can see what my taste does to her. It makes her greedy, that’s for sure, because her head moves forward and she tries to practically swallow my cock. It hits the back of her throat sooner than she anticipates. I’m a well-endowed sonofabitch, but I also might have thrown my hips forward. Her hands fly to my thighs but instead of pushing me off, she hollows her cheeks.
“That’s twice now, Faya. Once with your cunt that can take all of my cock, and now with your mouth, surprising the fuck out of me. I keep repeating myself but, you’re fucking perfect. You were thrown my way because you’re made for me. I ain’t gonna let you go, hear that?” I tighten my fist that’s buried in her hair and drag her off my dick. “I said, did you hear me?”
Surprise is radiating out of those wide eyes of her. “Ye..yes?”
“Damn gorgeous that look on your face, but don’t make it come out as a question, Faya.” I bring my head a little closer to her so she can see the determination in my gaze and hear it in my voice. “Let me make myself clear. No-fucking-one is ever going to touch or harm you in any way. You’re my woman; my Old Lady. Get me now?”
“Yes.” Her smile is one no other woman has ever given me. She adds, “I get you now?” as she eyes my cock.
Fuck. I mentioned perfect, right? “Take me in your mouth, Faya. You need to start sucking and don’t stop until you feel me pumping my cum down your throat.”
Vibrations of her hums surround my cock and I know this will be a damn record if I make it beyond five minutes inside her mouth. In reality, it’s less than three when her fingers start to knead my balls. I bellow out her name while she sucks me dry. My cock has barely left her mouth when I pull her up and crash my lips against hers.
I don’t fucking mind that she just swallowed my damn cum. This is my woman and she makes me so crazy I can feel my cock already hardening. That’s what she does. My blood pumps harder because she’s firing up my heart.
My soul is too damn black for love, but I know a damn good thing when I see it. So I’m not a fucking fool to let her slip through my fingers. I’m never going to change and I will keep taking assignments. No other chick could handle the way she handles things. I mean, fuck…I impaled a head on a knife inches from her face. How’s that for a stable woman? Right. She’s mine. In every damn way.
I’m about to lay her down on the mattress when my phone starts to ring. Grabbing my jeans off the floor, I dig inside the pocket and see the number of Ronin, President of Lost Valkyries MC in this state. I’m not actually tied to one MC, I’m a nomad. Except this one is where I hang out the most. He’s also the one who gave me Faya’s assignment, and a good friend of mine.
I hit accept. “Ronin, what’s up, man?”
“Hey, can you come over later today? Or have you packed and bagged and left the state already?” That’s how he is, no time for bullshit.
My eyes stay locked with Faya’s when I answer him. “I’m still here and the job is handled.”
There’s a silence before he says, “She still breathing? ‘Cause that fucker called to check if you could bring her to him.”
Fuck. “She’s not his concern anymore. I took the job, it’s handled, end of fucking story. You damn well know this,” I snap.
“Be here in an hour, Crane. I don’t want to discuss this shit over the fucking phone,” Ronin says before he hangs up on me.
My woman has panic in her eyes, and I’m not liking it. That shit slices straight through my chest. It’s something I’ve never felt for any other living human on this damned planet.
“What did I tell you?” My voice is hard.
“No one is going to harm me. No one.” Her voice trembles.
I give her a tight nod. “That’s right. You’re mine. And I protect what’s mine, do you trust me?”
“Yes.” There is not one damn breath in between my words and hers.
My fucking cheeks hurt from the smile that spreads on my face. “Damn right you do. Because you’re mine, huh?”
I open my arms and she buries herself against me. I take a moment to enjoy our naked bodies being pressed against each other before I pull back.
“Go get dressed.” I step away and smack her ass. “Your clothes are in the dryer. We’ll swing by a store and get you some new clothes and shit. Then I need to have a talk with Ronin, he’s the President of Lost Valkyries MC.”
Before she leaves the room, she glances back. “He knows about me?”
Damn. With the silence the room was in, I’m guessing she heard both sides of the conversation. “Yeah, sweetheart. He’s the one who gives me the jobs I earn my money with.”
“Okay.” Her sweet voice is still echoing in my ear when she walks out of the room.
I brace myself for the sound of the front door, the sliding door, anything that would indicate she’s making a run for it. Because she fucking heard that the asshole who ordered the hit wants her delivered to him. And I told her I needed to meet with my Prez.
Yet instead of being surprised she didn’t leave, my body is filled with contentment when she stalks back inside my bedroom all dressed and ready to go.
Pointing a finger at my cock, she tells me, “You might wanna add pants. Would be weird having your dick waving in the wind, riding that bike of yours.”
My head falls back while I bark out with laughter. Fuck, I love this woman’s spirit.