I had felt fear the night before when Grady didn’t come back and Ray Stone visited me, but it was nothing like the terror I felt when I saw him storm out of his apartment with more firepower than I had ever seen before—despite the fact he only had two guns.  He looked like a man possessed, filled with rage I couldn’t even comprehend.  I regretted ever telling him about Ray’s visit.  It would have been better to just let him take me away from Las Vegas, even if he did join The Devil Knights.  I couldn’t even sit down.

I paced the floor with worry the entire time he was gone.  I was almost certain I would never see him again.  The way he described Walter Grant’s club made it sound like a dangerous place filled with a lot of dangerous people. 

I finally heard something outside the door and I tensed up with worry.  If Grady was dead, it could very well be Ray Stone coming to claim me—just like he threatened.  The door opened and I saw Grady’s face.  I rushed to him with even more relief than I felt after finding him the night before, locking my arms around his neck.

“Is it over?”  I felt tears rushing up in my eyes.

“Not yet.”  He sighed and hugged me.  “I have to get you out of Las Vegas.”

“What?”  I pulled away.  “I’m not leaving unless you’re coming with me.”

“You have to trust me.”  Grady put his hands on my hips and swallowed hard.  “I’ve made the arrangements and on the plus side, you’ll get to see your father again.”

“Then come with me.  If you have to join The Devil Knights, that’s fine.  I should have agreed to that before.  What happened?”  My thoughts were more jumbled than my words.

Grady explained everything in vivid detail after he put his guns away and sat down on the couch.  Walter Grant was dead and it seemed that Ray Stone had taken control of his operations.  I didn’t care about any of it until Grady told me that he had to fight Ray in order to end things once and for all.  Ray was a brutish beast and while I had all the faith in the world in my husband, I didn’t want him to risk his life.  My father’s debt had brought us together and it was the thing that could tear us apart. 

I reluctantly agreed to leave Las Vegas after hearing what Grady said.  I wasn’t happy about it, but I had to trust the man I loved.  Ray’s threat still lingered in my mind and if I lost Grady, I didn’t want to be the next prize on Ray’s list. 

We returned to my house and I started packing.  I tried to pack with hope, only putting a couple of outfits in a bag, along with my makeup and my bathroom essentials.  Grady fixed dinner while I loaded up my bag with everything I hoped I would need.  I was happy that I would get to see my father again, but leaving Grady was like a knife through the heart considering that it could be the very last time we saw each other.

“You can cook!”  I sat down at the table as Grady put a pot of beef stew in front of us.  “I would have never guessed it with all the expired food at your place.”

“I’ve made a few things—this is actually something my mother used to cook for us.  I kind of have it memorized thanks to the number of times I watched her make it.”  He smiled and started putting some soup in my bowl.

“Do you want to try and see her again before you go fight Ray?”  I looked at the stew—it smelled delicious, but I wasn’t very hungry.

“She’s in New York.”  He sighed and sat down, pushing a spoon into his bowl.  “At least she’s living it up now that Dane has some money.”

“What if we ask Dane again?  He was drunk last night.  Maybe he’ll feel differently this morning.”  I was grasping at straws and I knew it.  “Especially if we tell him your life is in danger.”

“My brother and I said what needed to be said last night.  I’m not going to ask him for anything ever again.”  Grady shook his head and pushed a spoonful of stew into his mouth.

“This just isn’t fair.”  I swallowed my first bite of stew, which was as delicious as it smelled, but it just soured in my stomach immediately.

“I wish there was another way, but trust me—I’m going to see you again.  I’m going to win this fight.”  His confidence was stronger than mine and I didn’t trust Ray to fight fair.

“I believe in you.”  I reached out and took his hand.

***

IF IT WAS THE LAST night with my husband, I wasn’t going to waste it.  We were in each others arms as soon as Grady finished his food and I gave up on swirling mine around in the bowl.  When he took me in his embrace, I felt safe and I believed it was too perfect to end.  If there was a God in heaven that judged the world, I wasn’t worthy of anything, but I wanted to be a better person for the man I loved. 

Our lips pressed together and Grady ravaged my mouth like he had never done before.  There was more passion in each kiss than any of the ones we had shared.  The words didn’t have to be spoken.  As confident as he was and as much as I believed in him, both of us understood the danger he was walking into.  We tore at our clothes with the desire we were both feeling.  Our hands interlocked once we were naked and our lips came together again.  He lifted me up and carried me to the bedroom, kissing me the whole way.  His cock was engorged with his lust and I was so wet that I could barely contain the desire flooding through my veins.  He squeezed my breasts as he descended between my thighs, pressing his glans to the entrance of my pussy.

“I want you so bad.”  My hips shifted, begging for his cock.  “I want to feel this every night.”

“We’ll have it soon.”  His words resonated against my ear as he spoke.  “Just a little longer and this will all be over.”

I wanted to believe it, but all I could focus on was the moment we had together.  His cock started to enter me, sliding into my pussy as I moaned from the unbelievable feeling.  He went deep until he was against my g-spot.  He let his dick linger there for a few minutes, kissing along my neck and my ears while it throbbed inside me.  He shifted my hips to force his throbbing cock to grind my g-spot even as he remained poised to begin the thrusting that would bring me to orgasmic bliss.  There was more gentleness in his touch than I was used to from him.  He seemed to be savoring every second just like I was. 

He finally started to lift up and drive his cock into me, getting faster each time his body slammed into me.  It was such an amazing feeling that my head rolled back against the quilt and I squeezed his arms while a moan erupted from my throat.  His knees shifted, pushing against my thighs until they were almost touching my shoulders.  The passion seemed to get stronger as he made the bed shake with every thrust.

“That feels incredible.”  A moan that was almost a squeal echoed through the room as I gasped from the impact of his abdominal muscles connecting with my pelvis.

“I love you.”  His words were rushed and it took a moment for me to even process what he said.

“I love you too.”  I kissed his neck and a smile crept across my face for a moment before it was replaced with a gasp.

Love was a strange word.  I had said it to Dane so many times that it seemed to lose all meaning because it was never true.  It took on a whole new meaning when I heard it come across Grady’s lips and my response was an echo of my heart.  His pace picked up and the words became as real as the man hammering his cock into me.  I wanted everything with him.  He was my dream come to life and the one who could bring me the future I though I would never actually have.  Our bodies were connected on a spiritual level, transcending the feelings of the flesh.  Every thrust he hammered into me started to bring me closer to an orgasm—one that resonated with more meaning and desire after I heard his words.  The intimacy was more intense than anything I had felt with before that moment and my body was reacting.  I felt like I was going to explode and the orgasm that was building was one that begged for a release.  He took me to new heights of pleasure I had never felt with him before and my body started to buzz with the impending release.

“I’m gonna cum!”  My abdomen clenched and I rolled forward against him, feeling the heat of his breath against my neck.

“Me too...”  He grunted and his arms locked around my back, keeping our bodies pressed together as he pounded into me.

We both seemed to be on a different plane of existence where pure pleasure was everything that our bodies craved while our souls siphoned the moment like it was the very first time we were together.  I could feel the perspiration of his heat mixing with my own even as the friction kept the fire raging.  We weren’t just enjoying the satisfaction of our lust, we were chasing the union of our love.  His cock started to throb inside me, pulsating with every thrust until the bliss overwhelmed me.  I swirled into the orgasm until my body was tight and clenched against him.  The release finally came and a scream rushed from my lips, drowning out the grunts and growls resonating from his.  He gave me several more hard thrusts and then stayed deep inside me.  His cum erupted from his shaft and surged into my orgasm.  My pussy was spasming harder than it had before and I massaged his cock while he exploded.  The thrusts made the orgasm incredible, but I started to orgasm again as the first one spiraled to the peak.  He filled me with every drop of his seed and the rush of his cum made me tingle from head to toe.

“This is the first thing we’re going to do when this is over.”  His lips grazed my ear and he slumped down beside me.

“You won’t get a single complaint from me.”  I smiled and felt the afterglow of my orgasm creeping along the surface of my skin and forcing my eyes to close.