Chapter 20

Slate

“H ey, that’s what you’re going with?” It would’ve been fucking hilarious if I hadn’t watched her as she sat behind the steering wheel for five full minutes without moving. I knew something was wrong with the way she’d pulled in and hit the brakes a little too hard, but after another five minutes passed, I couldn’t wait another fucking minute.

I knew letting her go out alone was a bad idea but after everything she’d gone through, I couldn’t exactly keep her a prisoner in my house, not even if it meant keeping her safe. I watched from the living room, unsure if she would ever get out of the car unless I went out to get her.

So that’s what I did.

And she nearly jumped out of her fucking skin before she stepped out and tried to act like nothing was wrong.

“Um, yeah?” Her gaze darted all around the driveway. She looked everywhere but at me.

“Emma.” My voice was firm but not threatening, a tone I was perfecting with my skittish kitten.

She shook her head and that confirmed something was wrong, but it was the way she pulled her lips in between her teeth as if she was trying not to cry.

“Emma,” I said again in a softer tone as I gathered her in my arms, took the keys from her to lock the door and guided her inside. “Talk to me, Em. What’s going on?” I didn’t deal with women on this level, emotional and caring. Hell I was just getting used to having so many women around the clubhouse who weren’t club whores, and they all came with varying emotions. That shit was exhausting, but right now I wasn’t tired. I was anxious and curious.

She trembled against my side and let me lead her into the house. I took her straight to the kitchen, poured a double shot of tequila and put it in her hands.

“Drink it.”

She nodded again and put the glass to her lips, taking a small sip at first before she knocked the whole damn thing back, shivering as the cold liquid slid down her throat. “Fuck.”

“Another?”

“Not yet, thanks.” Slowly her gaze crawled up my body until it connected with mine. “Someone was following me. This time I’m sure of it but I couldn’t see anything because they had their high beams on, but the driver matched me every lane change I made.” Her words were shaky, and tears threatened again.

“Shit, Emma.” I wrapped my arms around her again and let the tears fall. They weren’t plentiful and she seemed more angry than scared, which was kind of a fucking relief. “Did you get a car color? Make? Model?”

She shook her head against my chest. “No. I didn’t notice the car at all until the lights switched on, but I think it must’ve been Mark. He showed up at Sara’s office asking about me. It has to be him, right?”

“Seems like it.” And worse, I had a feeling the asshole wouldn’t stop unless I made him stop. “Don’t worry, Emma. I’m not going to let him get close enough to hurt you.”

“You can’t promise that.” She pulled away just enough to look in my eyes. “I appreciate that you want to protect me, but I still have to live my life.”

“No one is going to stop you.” I pressed a kiss to her forehead. “But you’re going to have a six-foot-four shadow while you live your life.”

That made her smile. “That’s a big shadow.”

“And I have a big gun too.” I wiggled my brows, happy to see the fear was slowly fading. “He’s an asshole and a bully and I refuse to let him win.”

“So this is about ego?”

“Not at all. It’s about a strong disdain for bullies. And assholes.” I kissed her forehead again. Her nose.

She tilted her head back almost as if she was asking me to take her mouth.

So I did.

I cupped the back of her head and tilted it perfectly before my mouth crashed down on hers. She was soft and pliant, her hands pressed against my chest almost like she wanted to push me away but couldn’t bring herself to do it. Our tongues slicked together, and she moaned from somewhere deep in her throat and I felt that shit all over.

Her hands curled into fists, grabbing my shirt and pulling me closer. Her tongue was hungry and eager as she moaned again and flicked her tongue against mine. It was a heady sensation, the way she kissed me back with all of herself. Emma moaned again and pulled back just a little to nibble my bottom lip.

My cock surged to life and pressed against my zipper. I gripped her arms and pulled back until just a breath separated our lips. “Upstairs. Now.”

Heat lit her gaze, the yes burned in her eyes.

But she didn’t move fast enough, and I scooped her in my arms and carried her upstairs to my room, kicking the door shut and locking it. Just in case. “Emma.”

“Slate.” She gripped the edge of her shirt and pulled it over her head in one quick move before she tossed it against my chest.

I let it fall to my feet. “Keep going.”

Her nostrils flared and her hands stopped at the waistband of her pants before they slid up over her belly and around her ribcage where she unleashed her gorgeous tits. “Your turn.”

Fuck, that little bit of sass had my cock straining to get closer to her. I removed my shirt, relishing the way her face heated with arousal.

Her shoes went next.

Then my shoes.

She shoved her pants down along with her panties. “I’m done with the striptease, Slate.”

I smiled at her eagerness and made quick work of the rest of my clothes before I stalked over to her, forcing her to back up against my bed. Words were on the tip of my tongue, but I thought better of it and instead used the weight of my body to push her onto the bed.

She fell with a gasp and pushed up on her elbows reaching for me.

“Not yet. Hands up above your head.”

She obeyed easily and my cock wept. “You’re so fucking pretty, Emma. You know that?” I knew she would deny it, so I teased her, placing the tip of my finger at the juncture of her damp thighs and blazed a soft, lazy trail up her body, rubbing the honey of her pussy across her bottom lip.

She licked it without having to be told.

I attacked her mouth with the kind of need I hadn’t experienced for a woman since the early days of fucking. I loved women. Desired them and loved to make them feel good. But this was different, it felt like I was on fire, like I might go crazy if I didn’t have this woman. Didn’t make her mine.

She wrapped her legs around my waist and pushed her hips up until my cock split her folds. “Mmmhmm,” she moaned into my mouth and did it again. And again.

I teased her right back, pumping my hips so that the head of my cock butted up against her clit over and over while I devoured her mouth and played with her tits. She writhed against me wildly, pushing her hips up and sucking my tongue. I pulled back with a laugh. “Greedy girl.”

“So fucking greedy,” she moaned.

“Good.” I kissed my way down her body, wrapping one tongue around a rock-hard nipple while I pinched the other until she cried out her pleasure.

“Fuck, Slate. Yes!”

I switched because I needed to taste both of her tits, the sweet, soft flesh grew impossibly harder beneath my touch. When her hands gripped my hair, I kissed lower, planting gentle, teasing kisses on one hipbone and then the other.

“Yes,” she moaned and tightened her grip on my hair.

My shoulders pushed her wide and I palmed her thighs to keep her spread for me. “Such a pretty pink pussy. Wet and slick. Pulsing just for me.”

“My god,” she whispered.

“No, just me. Slate.” Before she could come up with a response, my mouth was on her pussy, slowly driving her crazy with drugging French kisses and nibbled on her swollen clit. She bucked wildly as much as she could, but I teased her, played with her until a thin sheen of sweat coated her skin.

“Slate, I need to come. Please.”

Without a word, I wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked hard until she wrapped her legs around the back of my neck and pushed her hips against my face until her orgasm burst free. I didn’t stop, keeping the intensity on high until she could no longer stand it.

“Slate,” she panted and tried to back away from me, but I hooked my arms around her hips and pulled her closer before I flicked her clit with my tongue and licked her down to her opening where I tongue fucked her until she was on the verge of another orgasm. “Holy fuck, Slate.”

I got to my knees quickly and lined our bodies up, sinking in slowly. “You always feel so fucking good,” I growled, my hands on her knees pushing them apart.

“So do you,” she replied on a harsh breath. “I’m so sensitive.”

“Your pussy is still clenching around me, sucking my cock.” It felt so fucking good I didn’t move for a long time.

“Fuck me,” she whispered. “Please fuck me.”

Those words broke the trance, and my hips pulled back and I slammed in hard and deep, loving the way she gripped me in her tight moisture. “Fuck.” Each stroke brought me closer to the edge. Every drag of her pulsing walls against my hard cock was another tether snapped until I was lost in a sea of arousal and need. Tossed around like a tidal wave. My body only had one purpose. Orgasms for both of us.

Her eyes snapped open and met mine, so full of emotions that I couldn’t read, couldn’t understand. “More.”

That much I understood, and I could give her easily. My hips moved faster, my cock swelled as I pounded harder and deeper.

Her eyelids fluttered shut as she arched her back and bit her bottom lip.

The same way Vick had.

She was Vick.

My cock got harder, and my arms and legs tingled with impending explosion.

“Slate, oh fuck, I’m gonna—” Her words were cut off by a powerful orgasm that shook her body, making her tits jiggle beautifully. Her skin was flushed as she rode out the orgasm as best she could while I continued to fuck her, to use her body to find my own orgasm. “Slate.” My name dropped from her lips on a long, slow groan.

Another orgasm tore through her and gripped me tighter and tighter until my cock exploded deep into her body, filling her up until my balls were empty. “Fuck. Emma, babe.” My hips refused to stop though, and I rested my forehead against hers, fucking her slowly until we were both spent. “Damn.”

She responded by pushing her hips forward again, swallowing my cock with her body. “I can’t get enough of you.”

My cock twitched inside her body, and she moaned. Feeling her pussy spasm around me as she started to come again, I gasped, “Fuck, Emma!”

Her legs shook and after a few long moments they fell away. Her body went slack except for the heaving breaths that made her chest rise and fall. “That was incredible. I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard or so much.”

I pulled back with a smile and kissed her slowly. “Now that’s a challenge I’m willing to accept.” I rolled off and landed on my back, sucking in deep breaths until I could breathe normally again.

Slowly the fog of lust cleared and thoughts I’ve put off for the past few days came to the forefront of my mind. There was just one pervasive thought dancing through my head, and I knew there was no time like the present.

It was time.