Chapter Twenty-Six
Alex Gomez
This entire situation is fucked up.
“Come to bed when you’re finished pacing,” Celina says in a tired voice.
“I’m not pa—,” I look down at where my next step will take me and realize I am. The attempted hit at the mall and Mak’s kidnapping still have me on edge.
Without giving Celina a heads-up, I launch myself at the bed and land beside her with a bounce that almost sends her off the other side. Her small screech of laughter is what I was hoping for. I pull her into my arms and roll us so she’s on top. Her laughter dies when I place my lips a breath from hers. “I was pacing.”
“Yes, you were. Shut up and kiss me and then you can fuck me,” she says and wiggles her hips against my hardening cock.
I remove a strand of dark hair from her cheek and peer into her beautiful eyes. “You’re getting very bossy for someone in such a compromising position.”
She laughs again. “Compromise me, please.” Instead, I tickle her until she begs me to stop. I love the sound of her laughter. When I stop, she pouts. “Now we’re both out of breath and you haven’t even kissed me.”
“I thought you were tired?”
She snuggles into me, laying her head on my shoulder. “I’ll never be too tired for you to fuck me,” she whispers.
She’s exhausted and the experience at the mall shook her up too. I understand what she’s feeling, though. Sex after a tragic event confirms you’re alive. I roll us again so she’s beneath me.
“You have too many clothes on,” she gripes with one of her sexy smiles.
I don’t reply and then I move down her body, lifting her nightshirt so I can kiss the soft skin of her belly. “You won’t need these,” I say as I push her panties down her legs. She helps by kicking them off. She’s perfect. Better than perfect. The taste of her is what I think of when we’re apart. Hell, I think about it when we’re together too. I’ll never get enough.
I flick my tongue across her slit, admiring the beauty of her cunt. The sounds she makes jolt straight to my cock. Her fingers tangle in my hair and she pulls me closer. This is why I cut my hair less often than I did before she careened into my life. A gentleman should always give a lady something to hold onto when he eats her.
“Use your fingers,” she groans loudly.
“Be patient or I’m flipping you over and fucking your ass.” It’s a threat I’ve made good on before. She knows I need control and she enjoys fighting me on it. Watching her blossom into a sexual vixen has been interesting. Knowing she’s mine is what keeps my black heart beating and dominating her keeps my soul alive. Before Celina, I would say I didn’t have a soul. I had no idea how wrong I was.
I tease her clit and bite a little too hard just to hear her gasp. She’s close to losing it, though she really does like coming on my fingers and cock. She’s getting a little out of control sexually and I need to rein her in. Her thighs squeeze me tighter and I nibble her clit again.
“I hate you,” she yells before groaning her release.
“Take that back,” I say and slide one finger into her ass. She screams into the room as the orgasm intensifies. I’m thankful the walls are soundproof or Gabriella, who’s in the apartment directly off the kitchen, would be up here in a heartbeat.
Before my amazing woman comes down from her orgasm high, I pull her legs, moving her down the bed, resituate myself, and lift her so she’s over my legs, ass up. My palm makes a loud sound when I bring it down on her perfect ass cheek. She thrashes her legs and half laughs, half groans when I strike her again.
“Say you love me,” I demand and slap her harder.
“Okay, okay, I love you.”
I lay one more down on the opposite cheek.
“No fair,” she whines. I move her off my lap and stand while slowly unbuttoning my shirt. “Leave the tie on,” she challenges.
What can a man do? I shake my head. “You never learn.”
“That’s because I like the punishments too much.”
This woman ticks every single box. She’s the yin to my yang. A minute later, I’m free of my clothes except the tie. If she thinks she can control me with a noose, she’s mistaken. She controls me through love and I never saw it coming. Now it’s too late and she’s stuck with me.
I take her fast and hard, driving into her sweet pussy and relishing each moan that tears from her throat. I take one nipple into my mouth, sucking to the point of pain and then give equal time to the other breast. My balls tighten as my cock drives in harder. Her fingernails dig into my ass cheeks and we prove we’re alive.
It will take more than two armed men at a mall to take us down. No one will hurt what’s mine.
Later, she’s laying half on my chest, circling my nipple with her finger. “I thought you were tired?” I say into her hair.
“I am, but I don’t know if I can sleep. I’m worried about Mak and Cori.”
Of course she is. Celina is one of the most caring people I know. She almost died saving her niece and then she did what was best for the child and walked away. That brought her back to me. “Madison is one of the strongest women I know. Moon will take care of her,” I say, circling my palm across her back. “Cori will find her place too. I think Dax’s man has a thing for her.”
“Yeah, that will never work. He’s a biker. Cori is all about sophistication. She’ll marry a rich dude, have children, and eventually put this behind her.” She remains quiet for a moment and I hope she’s falling asleep. She decides she isn’t quite ready. “Did you know they were raped?”
We haven’t touched on this subject, but I knew it was coming. I will never hold anything back from my woman if she asks. “Fernandez sent Moon a video.”
She turns her head slightly and snuggles closer into my chest. “Would you still want me?”
Damn woman. I grasp her hair and lift her head enough so she can look into my eyes. “I don’t like that question. You’re mine and don’t ever forget it.” She leans up and kisses my lips. I straighten her hair after she rests back against my chest. A few minutes later, her breathing deepens and I’m able to move her and cover her with a blanket.
There’s a meeting tonight and I’m late.