TRIX
I WAKE up as soon as Boz climbs in the bed. Rolling toward him, I snuggle my body against his heated skin. “Where’ve you been?”
“Just taking care of some club business,” he replies, forcing his arm under my back so he can pull me ever closer.
Being around my dad, I know what that means. Don’t ask, because he’s not gonna tell. Considering all that went on today, I probably don’t want to know. Definitely don’t want to know if it has anything to do with Stone.
“Well, I’m glad you’re back,” I say, laying a hand on his chest.
His hand runs up and down my spine as he says, “We do need to talk about something, though.”
Laying my head on his shoulder, I nod against his skin. “Okay.”
He blows out a deep breath and tells me, “Your dad’s probably gonna be here tomorrow. If not then, the day after.”
My lips make contact with his shoulder, before moving up to place a soft kiss on his whisker-covered cheek. “It’ll be good to see him. Maybe he can bring me some more of my clothes and stuff.”
His body goes solid beside mine as he asks, “You’re not planning on going back to school?”
“Considering I missed finals, I don’t really see the point in going back.” I could do make-ups tests like Addy plans, but there’s no point.
I hate that I’ve blown my last semester, but it doesn’t really change anything. I wasn’t going to college for the degree; I went for the knowledge. Everything that I need is already in my mind. My job will either be dealing with money at this clubhouse or Dad’s. I don’t need some fancy ass diploma to do either.
“I really don’t see any reason to go back.” Wiggling myself up in the bed, I place another kiss on his lips.
He brings his hand around to cup the back of my head and deepens the kiss. Slowly pulling back, he looks in my eyes. “You know I love you, don’t you?”
Until this moment, I thought he did. He told me when he was drunk. He also told me a hundred other times by the way he’s treated me. Still, I didn’t know for sure, until the words came out of his lips.
Instead of telling him any of that, I reply, “I love you, too.”
His lips press against mine again, for a soul-shattering kiss. It’s slow and gentle, soft. This kiss is unlike any we’ve ever shared before, unlike any kiss I’ve ever had in my life. It is pure love coming off both of us, melding us together as one.
He slowly pulls away, pushing me over onto my back. He makes his way down my body, only stopping to place a kiss on both of my pebbled nipples before pulling my legs apart. His talented mouth covers my core as his tongue slips between my folds and runs over my sensitive clit. He sucks my clit into his mouth, scraping his teeth over my sensitive nub. One of his fingers slips into me, gliding in and out at a leisurely pace.
His tongue circles my clit once, then again, before he sucks it into his mouth. He adds another finger, curving them up to reach my G-spot. The gentle suction, along with his finger rubbing my flesh, pulls an earth-shattering orgasm from my body.
Bringing my hands to his dark locks, I moan out his name. “Boz…”
I’m still catching my breath as he makes his way up my body, once again stopping to place a kiss on each of my breasts. Then his lips are on mine again, for another gentle, yet deep kiss. I can taste myself on him. The flavor of the two of us combined is completely intoxicating, causing an aftershock to course through my body.
He pulls away long enough to grab a condom and roll it on. Then he brings his mouth back to mine. His hardness is nudging at me, asking for entrance. Instead of sinking in, he runs the head of his cock through my juices, before settling back where he belongs.
Lifting my hips just enough for the tip to sink in, I look him in the eyes. “You are amazing.”
His eyes are locked on mine as he enters me, inch by inch, slowly sliding deeper. “Never felt anything better, darlin’.”
I lift my hips again, forcing him to move with me. He slowly pulls out of my depths then glides back inside. He pulls out again and again, thrusting back in a bit harder each time. I wrap my legs around his waist, resting them right above his ass, then lock my feet at the ankles. After that, I simply hang on and enjoy the pleasure of him filling me.
“Nothing could be better than this.” I sigh, closing my eyes.
His thrusts gain speed, going a bit deeper each time. His hips rock back and forth, grinding against me each time he bottoms out. When he changes angles, causing his pelvic bone to brush over my clit, the constant friction has me getting closer and closer to coming again. When he finally goes all the way in again, my entire body is on fire and pleasure fills me.
I toss back my head and moan out my love for him, “Only you.”
My pussy convulses around him, and he growls out, “Yeah, darlin’. Milk my cock.”
His strokes grow frantic as he picks up speed. All his early gentleness is gone as he pounds into me. Once, twice he thrusts, before planting himself deep. He buries his face in my neck, then I feel his cock pulse inside me as he finally finds his own release.
We both lay quietly, trying to catch our breath, before he rolls over onto his back. He pulls me into his arms, wrapping a hand around the small of my back and placing a kiss on the top of my head. “You know you’re mine now, right?”
“I kind of figured that,” I say, smiling against his chest.
“I want you branded. Want my name right here,” he says, brushing his hand over my lower back. “I want my colors on you, so no one can ever take you away.”
I think about it for a split second, taking in all he is saying. “I want that, too.”