"Go," Deuce demanded, pushing his wife toward her car. "Now."
"Who is that?" She screeched. He squeezed his eyes shut, wincing. G.o.d, this f.u.c.king woman.
"She is none of your f.u.c.kin" business, b.i.t.c.h. Now f.u.c.kin" go."
"I f.u.c.kin" saw the way you were lookin" at her! You"ve never looked at me that way! Never!"
"Never looked at you like much of anything cuz you"re not much of anything "cept a crazy f.u.c.kin" b.i.t.c.h."
She came at him, fake nails flying. Grabbing her shoulders, he threw her up against her car. "Get the f.u.c.k outta here!" He bellowed.
"What the f.u.c.k is wrong with me?" She demanded. "What"s she got that I don"t?"
He let her go and backed away from her. "What"s wrong with you?" He sneered. "You"re not her, that"s what"s wrong with you. What"s she got that you don"t? b.i.t.c.h, she"s got me and you never f.u.c.kin" did."
He watched her suck in air. She blinked rapidly trying to stop the tears he knew were coming. He wanted to care, he really did, but he didn"t. Not anymore. Too much ugly s.h.i.t had gone down between them over the years, for too many f.u.c.king years. Met her at twenty five, married her when she got pregnant, lived in misery with her ever since. There is only so much nagging, screaming and crying a man can take. He had stopped f.u.c.king her years ago and now he could barely stomach looking at her.
"Leavin" you Christine, gonna move into the cabin," He said quietly. "Can"t do this s.h.i.t no more. Haven"t slept at home in over a year, you been showin" up here demandin" money, throwin" att.i.tude around and just plain p.i.s.sin" me off with your f.u.c.kin" threats. Can"t do it no more."
She put her hand on her throat and her giant diamond engagement ring caught the sun. He had taken his ring off years ago, not to pick up women, that had never been a problem, but because looking at it made him sick.
"You gave her a tag," She whispered hoa.r.s.ely. "You don"t let any of your boys give their women tags."
He stared at her. "She doesn"t belong to one of my boys, she"s f.u.c.kin" mine."
It hit him then how right that sounded. Four years had gone by since he"d been inside her, four years of thinking about her, wondering what she was doing, who she was doing.
Always thinking about her.
"Cole," She whispered. "Don"t do this. We can make it work, we"ve done it before."
"Go," He barked. "Don"t f.u.c.kin" come back here."
He left her crying and stalked back inside. He had just reached his office when what he heard from inside made his blood boil.
"Yeah babe. He almost died. Because of you. So I"m standin" here, lookin" at you, wonderin" why the f.u.c.k he thinks you"re f.u.c.kin" worth gettin" shot for cuz I sure as f.u.c.k ain"t seein" it. You got a golden p.u.s.s.y or somethin"? Or was it the f.u.c.kin" innocent act he"s likin"?"
"What the f.u.c.k," He seethed.
Mick whirled around. A quick glance at Eva only enraged him further. She was shaking, trembling, tears pouring down her face.
Mick met him glare for glare. "She needed to know what the f.u.c.k you"d gone through just to get some underage Demon p.u.s.s.y who ain"t all that anyway."
He saw red. He saw mother-f.u.c.king-red.
He swung, his right fist then his left then his right again. Mick blew backwards with every hit until he ran out of room and hit wall. Grabbing Mick"s shirt collar he got up in his face.
"Take off your f.u.c.kin" cut and get the f.u.c.k outta my club."
Mick"s eyes went wide. "You can"t - He swung his fist into Mick"s jaw and the brother"s face whipped right and hit brick. "I f.u.c.kin" can. You got no idea what you just messed with. No f.u.c.kin" clue. You think you know but you f.u.c.kin" don"t cuz I didn"t tell you s.h.i.t about it cuz it"s none of your f.u.c.kin" business. So you take off your f.u.c.kin" cut and go the f.u.c.k home and when I f.u.c.kin" feel like it, I"ll send c.o.x to bring you back."
Still holding Mick"s shirt he yanked him away from the wall and swung him out of his office. Mick hit the floor and went sliding across the room. Jase jumped out the way and Mick crashed into a pool table.
"Get him outta here," He growled to no one in particular. "Anyone else got somethin" to say to Eva or somethin" to say about her you"re gonna answer to my f.u.c.kin" fist. We f.u.c.kin" clear?"
He received a series of grunts and nods during which he slammed the doors closed and locked them.
"Eva, babe, look at me."
She shook her head. "I should leave," She whispered brokenly. His chest went tight. No way was he letting her leave.
"Eva," He said forcefully. "f.u.c.kin" look at me!"
Hugging herself, she turned away from him. "I got you shot," She whispered.
f.u.c.k.
"EVA, f.u.c.k! f.u.c.kIN" LOOK AT ME BEFORE I SPANK THE f.u.c.kIN" s.h.i.t OUTTA YOU!"
Her head jerked up and her narrowed eyes zoomed in on him. He grinned.
"Babe, don"t you f.u.c.kin" dare think any of that s.h.i.t was your fault. It was mine darlin", plain and simple. I shoulda left you alone but I couldn"t f.u.c.kin" help myself. Marriage had already gone bad and I saw you sittin" there, with a pair of great f.u.c.kin" t.i.ts, tappin" your chucks and bobbin" your head and singin" your heart out to f.u.c.kin" Zepplin. And you looked so d.a.m.n innocent and f.u.c.kin" sweet as h.e.l.l, without a care in the f.u.c.kin" world except for right then, right there. And I was so f.u.c.kin" jealous, would"ve given an arm and a leg to have life be that simple again. And then that little s.h.i.t head showed up and I knew he f.u.c.kin" worshipped you and then I heard that s.h.i.t he said to you and knew wasn"t nothin" gonna make that boy back off until he got inside your sweet p.u.s.s.y and so I kissed you babe, cuz I was selfish, I wanted to taste that f.u.c.kin" sweetness before he took it all.
"And babe, when I kissed you and you kissed me back, not knowing what the f.u.c.k you were doin" but doin" it anyway, not carin", just feelin", I f.u.c.kin" lost myself in that kiss. Couldn"t remember ever losin" myself in a kiss until then.
"That f.u.c.kin" kiss, Eva, has gotten me through some pretty bad nights. That f.u.c.kin" kiss reminds me that life ain"t all bad.
"As for what happened in that alleyway, you"re old man never found out about it. But even if he had and he"d buried me I wouldn"t have f.u.c.kin" cared cuz when it comes to you darlin" I got no f.u.c.kin" sense. You f.u.c.kin" pull me in until you"re all I can f.u.c.kin" see and suddenly I can"t f.u.c.kin" breathe but I don"t care cuz, you babe, you"re you, and I ain"t never met anyone as f.u.c.kin" perfect as you. And knowin" you gave me your first kiss and then you gave me that sweet p.u.s.s.y first, knowin" that I got that and no one else can ever have it cuz its f.u.c.kin" mine, f.u.c.k Eva, there ain"t a day that goes by that I don"t think "bout that, "bout you, and how much I f.u.c.kin" wish s.h.i.t was different.
"And that"s the G.o.d"s honest truth, darlin" and I wouldn"t change a f.u.c.kin" thing "cept for you being in so deep with the Demon"s and me being a Hors.e.m.e.n and me being f.u.c.kin" married to the biggest f.u.c.kin" c.u.n.t on the planet and your old man being who he is. Take all that s.h.i.t away and you"d be on the back of my bike and in my f.u.c.kin" bed. And you wouldn"t be leavin" and I wouldn"t be walkin" away from you ever again.
"Now woman, you need to start doin" what you came here to do or I"m gonna do it for you."
I ran to him, wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my face in his chest.
"Missed you," I whispered. "So, so, much."
"Babe, yeah," He said softly. "Now you gonna give me that sweet f.u.c.k me mouth or do I need to take it?"
I went up on my tiptoes, he bent down, I took his mouth, and I took his tongue and I ate him alive. Four years I had gone without him, without his mesmerizing eyes and his devastating grin and his perfect mouth and his perfect hands and his perfect body and his perfect c.o.c.k. Desire, slick and hot, heated my blood and pooled low in my belly. I had so much time to make up for and it couldn"t happen fast enough.
Frantically I pushed his cut down his shoulders. Shrugging out of it, he tossed it aside.
Up went his tee shirt, over his head and across the room. Mine was next; he yanked it up over my head and tossed it aside. Then my b.r.e.a.s.t.s were in his hands and then in his mouth and I died a heavenly, happy death. We tasted, touched, grabbed and gripped one another until it wasn"t enough anymore, not even close.
I released him, slid down his perfect body and onto my knees. After wrestling open his jeans I took him in my mouth, all of him and again I ate him alive. His breathing hitched and his hands gripped a hold of my hair. I clung to the backs of his thighs, digging my nails in, keeping myself steady when I otherwise would have collapsed under the heady sensations rippling through me.
I made love to him with my mouth in the same frantic, desperate way I have always kissed him. I couldn"t stop, didn"t want to ever stop, I felt so alive, taking all I could as I gave all I had. My mouth loved Deuce, my hands loved Deuce, my body loved Deuce. Loved, loved, loved, loved... I loved Deuce.
Loved.
"Baby," He groaned, fisting my hair, pulling on it painfully. "Fuuu-ck...me..."
He exploded and I took it all, whimpering desperate greedy little whimpers, already wanting more. I wanted to own this man"s body, this man"s innate s.e.xuality; I wanted to own this man.
I stared up at him through my wet lashes, trembling, my body quaking under the onslaught of need. For him.
"Eva baby, f.u.c.k, do you know what you f.u.c.kin" do to me?" He bent down to cup my cheeks and ran the pad of his thumbs over my fluttering eyelids.
"You make me insane," I breathed. G.o.d, he so did.
"Babe," He rasped, "Yeah."
Scooping me up, he carried me to his black leather couch and stripped me naked, divested himself of his jeans and bent me over the arm of the couch. He settled himself between my legs, lifted my hips and leaned down over me. His chest pressed against my head, his stomach rubbed against my back and his growing erection was pushing into me.
We were blessedly bared to one another. We were skin on skin.
Your mother holds you skin on skin when you enter this world, feeds you with her own body; skin on skin. Your father runs his fingers over your tear streaked cheek, presses his lips to your forehead; skin on skin. You make love, skin on skin, with a man you love, a beautiful man. And then, if you"re lucky, your own baby will enter this world and you"ll hold her, skin on skin. Feed her with your own body, skin on skin. It"s a magical thing.
Nothing compares.
"Gonna f.u.c.k you now baby."
"Yes please," I whispered.
He pushed inside of me and my breath caught. He withdrew and pushed back in, this time harder, this time going further. I whimpered.
"Babe," He rasped. "So G.o.dd.a.m.n tight."
"Only you," I breathed. "No one else since you."
He sucked in a breath. "Christ, Eva. What the f.u.c.k did I do to deserve you?"
"You"re you," I whimpered.
He pulled out and again pushed in. We both groaned.
"G.o.d d.a.m.n your f.u.c.kin" body, so f.u.c.kin" hot baby."
He pulled out again and again pushed in a little further. I pushed back trying to take him deeper.
"So f.u.c.kin" sweet and wantin" an a.s.shole like me."
His hips swiveled, grinding into me, causing me to moan. He did this four more times before pulling away and thrusting roughly. It was all I needed. My body blossomed for him, stretched and spread, allowing him to seat himself fully inside of me.
"Not carin" that I got s.h.i.t to give you, you just wantin" me for me and not the club and not the f.u.c.kin" money, just straight up wantin" me."
He pulled out and slammed back inside of me. I dug my fingernails deep into the leather and cried out.
"f.u.c.k me," He rasped, his hips pumping back and forth, in and out of me, excruciatingly slow. "You f.u.c.kin" show up out of nowhere, lying, saying you were in the neighborhood and standin" in my office wearing my old man"s tag, always wearing my old man"s tag and drop straight to your f.u.c.kin" knees."
He stilled and I squirmed until his fingertips bit painfully into the skin on my hips and held me still. "You want it hard baby?" He whispered. "Or you want it slow?"
"Hard," I breathed.
"Yeah," He said gruffly. "You want me to own you don"t you baby? You been waitin" for me to own you for a long time now, haven"t you?"
Oh my G.o.d, my heart was going to explode; I wanted this man so bad. I wanted him to own me. All of me. Every. Single. Inch.
I shuddered with need, "Yes, Deuce."
"Sweet f.u.c.kin" girl," He rasped and thrusted hard and deep.
"Sweet and beautiful." He thrust again, harder.
"Please," I moaned. "More."
He gripped my hips. "Anything you want darlin". Anything you f.u.c.kin" want."
"You," I whispered. "All I want is you."
"f.u.c.k," He muttered. "f.u.c.k."
Then he gave me everything I wanted and he gave it to me hard.
Cradled in Deuce"s arms, I stared up at him with unfocused eyes, my sated body limp and heavy. He ran his hand down the side of my face, down my neck, across my collarbone and over my b.r.e.a.s.t.s.
I arched my back pushing more of me into his hand.
"f.u.c.k me," He muttered, thumbing my nipples, making them hard. His other hand slid down my stomach and in between my hipbones where his fingers traced my indented abdomen.
"Know I don"t deserve nothin" as sweet as you," He whispered darkly as his hand dipped in between my legs. "Anything a man"s gotta steal to have he don"t deserve."
"You didn"t steal this," I breathed, writhing against his hand. "I gave it."
His blue eyes glittered with amus.e.m.e.nt. "Naive, darlin"," He murmured. "I stole you a long time ago. Round the time you f.u.c.kin" stole me."
You f.u.c.kin" stole me.
He"d just said that. He"d really, really, said that.
"I love you," I breathed into his mouth, overcome by sheer sensation and the larger than life force that was Deuce.