18 Deep Inside

Davis' P.O.V.

"Did she find it yet?" Derek's voice echoed around the empty room.

"She did," I answered him, feeling so proud of my Lisa.

She had snuck into her father's office while he was meeting with the Darnell's and found the ledger, taking as many pictures as she could. I couldn't believe it when I got them all. I, of course, scolded her for going alone, but she had a point when she said it would be too obvious if I had gone with her.

"Perfect. Anybody we know on there?"

I knew Derek was asking about our friends. Have any of them gone dirty over the years? I was happy that I didn't know a single name on that list personally, although I have heard of a few in passing.

"Not any of our friends, Derek. They've stayed good and true. Real boys in blue."

"Good, send me the list and I'll start working on it."

"You got it! Oh, and Derek?"

"Yeah?"

"Tell me when you're going for him. I want to be there."

"Gladly."

With that, the line was cut off. He never says goodbye. I stepped out of the empty master bedroom, continuing to check the safety of this new house. I won't be buying this place for Izzy if it isn't safe enough. She needed a house now that she was starting her career. A place where she could weld at home and hone her craft. This place had everything I had been looking for. I just need to make sure it has good enough security.

"I'll take it," I told Betty, my realtor, once I was satisfied with my inspection.

"Perfect, I'll draw up the paperwork. Should be able to close on the house by the end of the month."

"Sounds good. Thank you, Betty."

That would give me enough time to buy everything she would need for the new place. It'll be my graduation gift for her. She had done so great and I was extremely proud of her.

I felt like yelling when I got another itch on my cast leg. I hate this damn thing and I swear I was going to tear this thing off with my bare hands if it didn't stop soon. The ping on my phone from Lisa's text was a welcomed distraction.

Lisa: Where are you?

Davis: Coming back to you now. I'll be home in 10 minutes.

I quickly texted her back, hopping on my bike. It was difficult to ride with the cast and it definitely got me odd looks from passersby. Still, I didn't want anyone to know what I was up to, not even Lisa, so I had to drive myself. For some reason, she and Izzy had become thick as thieves. I mean, I was glad they were getting along, but I worried that she liked my daughter more than me at this point.

It didn't take me long to get home, pulling into the garage and killing the motor. The quiet was almost deafening after the constant rumble of the motorcycle's muffler. I opened the door expecting to see Lisa on the couch, but she wasn't there. I looked in the kitchen, thinking maybe she was making herself something to eat, but nothing.

"Lisa?" I called her name, hearing silence in response.

My heart was slowly picking up its pace as I ventured through the house. I opened the basement door, calling down to be greeted with silence again. Eventually, I ran up the stairs, taking two steps at a time. I pushed open our door and died at the sight before me.

"Fuck me, Lisa. What did I do to deserve this?" I asked her with a shit-eating grin as I looked at her with lust filled eyes.

Lisa was kneeling on the bed in all white lingerie that clung to her body in all the right ways. Her breasts perked up, barely held by the thin fabric. Don't even get me started on the garter she had hooked onto her thighs. I don't know what it was about garters, but they really get me going.

My eyes continued to wander over her body, memorizing every part of her. She crawled towards me on the bed in such a sensual way that I really thought my pants would tear as my dick stood to attention, desperately wanting to be buried deep inside her.

"You like it?" She asked me coyly.

Jesus, take me now.

"Very much so," I answered her, licking my lips at the thought of kissing her.

"Then come on, my Viking. Come, take me."

I didn't need to be told twice as I kicked off my one stupid shoe and took my pants off, walking out of them, not so gracefully, causing Lisa to giggle beautifully. I took my shirt off before jumping on the bed like a goof with the biggest grin. She smiled back at me, enjoying this moment, too. She straddled me with a hungry gaze, running her hands over my bare chest.

"I'm finally going to make good on my promise, Lisa. I will bury myself deep inside you all day," I swore to her, only making her smile widen.

"I'm ready for it."

This woman was going to be the death of me.

She leaned down, catching my lips with hers. Our kiss only grew deeper with each passing second. I pulled down on the fabric around her breasts, accidentally tearing it a bit. My hands froze for a moment, feeling bad for having broken it.

When her eyes met mine, I realized she had actually liked it. I smirked, grabbing the fabric right at her breasts and pulling it so that it tore down the middle. She moaned, enjoying the power I just showed her.

The heat of her center met my erection, making me notice that this lingerie came with a slit over her entrance. I smiled, loving the fact that I would get to fuck her while she kept this sexy thing on. I couldn't help myself, feeling too big of a hunger inside me to let her be on top.

With my arm wrapped around her waist, I flipped us, aligning myself just right as I did. I didn't give her a chance to say a word as I slid inside her. She moaned loudly, gripping my shoulders hard. Her fingers dug deep into my skin as I pulled myself in and out of her.

Her moans got louder with each hard thrust. For someone that said she didn't like it rough, she was certainly enjoying it now. I leaned down, taking the bud of her nipple into my mouth, circling it with my tongue. I bit down on it lightly, causing her to yelp but also moan in pleasure.

She arched her back, clutching the sheets beside her. Her breast pressed further into my mouth, allowing me to suck on it hard. I bit at her breast, giving her another hard thrust.

"Fuck, Davis." I thought she was going to scold me, but when her eyes met mine, I knew she enjoyed it. "Do it again. Harder this time."

Her words were music to my ears, pushing me further. I placed my arm behind her, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her down more as I slammed into her as hard and as deep as I could. She yelled, but continued to sway her hips over me. Her fingers dug into my skin so deeply that she made me bleed, but I loved knowing I would have her scratch marks on my back.

"More," she whispered as she moaned again.

I couldn't believe my ears, surprised that she could take more. I happily obliged, standing up and pulling her to the edge of the bed, never leaving the embrace of her warm center. Her legs wrapped around my hips as I braced her. I drove into her hard. She pulled at the teenager in me, giving me more energy and stamina than I knew was possible.

"Oh, God! Oh my God!"

She yelled louder and louder until the walls of her center clutched my shaft in a vice-like grip. She shook as she reached her orgasm, but I continued to pound into her, rubbing her clit with my finger as I did. I wanted her to feel all kinds of pleasure, experience new things with me, and this was one of them. An orgasm right after a strong one. She tried to pull back at the ecstasy my thumb was bringing her sensitive clit. I held her tight, not allowing her to escape until she yelled again.

"I'm going to burst!" She came undone over me, milking my dick for all it's worth.

I spurted deep inside her, allowing myself to stay there. Then pulled her close, laying beside her, never leaving the warmth of her center. I rubbed her arms gently, letting her crash from the high I had just brought her.

"Dammit, Davis," she scolded me, shocking me.

"What?"

"That was too good. Now I'm ruined."

I chuckled at her comment, feeling a warmth rise in my chest. She was my happiness, my everything.

Lisa's P.O.V.

I surprised Davis with one of my sexier lingeries. I never expected it to be torn down the middle, but God, was he sexy as fuck. My body still echoed with the ecstasy that Davis had just brought me. I was not sure what came over me, but I had wanted to feel his power in a new way. My body craved to feel him as deep inside of me as possible.

Davis was quick to oblige, giving me more than I thought I could take. It was heaven on earth. He was making good on his promise too, as he still hadn't pulled out of me. Instead, he wrapped me in his warm embrace and rubbed my back lightly over the thin, soft material of my lingerie.

"I love you, Lisa."

The look he gave me melted me inside and out. His eyes stared at me so lovingly, so intently, that I thought my heart would burst. There was no doubt in my mind that this man was entirely mine, and I was his. We held each other's hearts, and I couldn't ask for a better man to love.

"I love you, too."

I traced small circles on his arm as I looked away from the intensity of his blue eyes. It felt almost like too much. I have never been loved so deeply, or cared for so well. Except for John, Davis was the first man to treat me this way.

I think John was my first love, even if I denied myself to think so at that time. I didn't want to ruin his and Lucas' friendship, so I never told Lucas, and promptly broke it off with John when he told me he loved me. It had freaked me out, only because I knew I loved him too.

I still see his face, laying in that casket when I close my eyes. That playful smile of his was nonexistent in death. It was the thing I missed the most, the thing that brought me happiness. It was impossible not to mirror his smile when he flashed it at you.

"I have a question, one I wanted to ask with a grand gesture, but somehow this feels just right." Davis broke my train of thought, bringing me back to reality.

My heart picked up its pace as I looked back into those eyes. I felt my stomach swirl with a million butterflies as I wondered what this question could be. My mind raced, a bit worried he was about to propose, feeling uncertain if I was ready for that yet.

Although I could easily picture myself growing old with Davis, I know I still need time. He already had a daughter, one that was fully grown. I was not sure if he wanted another, but I most certainly wanted to be a mother. And if we had a kid, then he'd be, what? In his sixties by the time our kid was twenty. That just seemed so odd to me.

"Okay, ask away."

"Will you," my heart felt like it would explode from my chest as he spoke, "take part in one of my ring fights? I think you're ready."

Oh, my heart, be still.

I think I just fell more in love with my Viking. I scratched at his facial hair as I smiled widely at him. He had been watching me train with Izzy, but I hadn't noticed that he was assessing me as well. It made me so happy to know that he thought I was ready. I nodded my head in excitement, but there were definitely nerves swirling about in my stomach.

"You really think I'm ready?"

"I know you are, my little warrior. It seems you really needed Izzy to bring you out more."

"So when is it?" I asked excitedly, itching to fight already. He chuckled in response as his eyes twinkled with amusement.

"Next Friday. I'll put you in the ring with the other beginners. I do beginner fights once a month. The ones that prove to be a good move up in status. I hope you know I won't be pairing you with someone I know you're going to beat. I liked to pair people that will challenge one another. You'll be going against someone with the same amount of skill as you." He traced his finger along my arm as he spoke, leaving goosebumps in his trail.

"I understand."

"Good. I can't wait to see you beat their ass."

He leaned down, kissing my forehead, making my heart flutter. I leaned into him more, allowing my exposed breasts to press against his chest. His body was so warm. It was absolute perfection, crafted perfectly by the gods to be my weakness. There was a long silence as we enjoyed each other until my stomach growled, anyway. I blushed as he chuckled, looking down at my now tinted pink cheeks.

"Are you hungry?"

"Maybe a little," I responded, averting my eyes from his amused expression.

"Well then, let's get you fed."

I frowned, not wanting him to slip out of me already. When he leaned over me, wrapping my legs around his torso and pulling me up, I realized he didn't plan on removing his dick from me at all. He carried me, causing his dick to slide in and out of me slightly with each step he took. I could feel him get hard again as he descended the stairs. Each step down drove him deep inside me, making me moan as I swayed my hips over him.

"Fuck, Lisa, you better stop before we fall." He smirked at me, loving how hungry I was for him.

I waited for him to make it all the way downstairs before I continued grinding myself against him. I pulled myself up higher, using his shoulders as support as I began to slide up and down on his dick as he walked. His hands gripped my ass, helping me move further up before crashing back down on the base of his shaft.

Unable to hold back any longer, he pinned me against the wall beside the kitchen doorway. I slid up and down as he thrust inside me. His head leaned down, sucking at my breast again as his hands parted my ass cheeks.

I moaned so loud. I wondered if it could be heard from outside. His fingers kneaded at my ass as he thrust deeper and deeper inside me. I swayed my hips faster as I felt myself reaching my peak already. Davis tucked his head into the nape of my neck, sucking hard against my skin. He planned on leaving his mark and I loved it.

"Cum with me, Lisa," his breath tickled my ear as he whispered.

It sent me over the edge faster than I expected, with him following within seconds. Each spurt of his cum pushed another wave of pleasure in me as I crashed from my orgasm. He smiled at me, leaving me as he carried me into the kitchen. I felt full with two loads of his cum sitting inside me. It was like he was the plug preventing his semen from leaving me.

Thank God for birth control. Wait…shit.