Page 121 of Vengeance

Lex reaches over the bed and looks at the assortment of food, but she comes back empty-handed. “I don't think I need anything.”

“You don't?”

Her lips turn into a smirk as she lowers herself to his very ready cock and swirls her tongue around the head.

“Oh, fuck,” he gasps as the sensations on his most sensitive area jolt through him.

“Diane told me about the night she took that naked picture of you,” she says, and his heart races while he stares at her.

Why bring this up now?

“You know what she told me?”

Swallowing, he shakes his head. “No. I barely remember that night.”

“Even shit faced drunk, you told her your famous comment about comparing me to a porn star.”

“Does this make you happy or angry?”

“You pushed a naked woman away after an entire bottle of vodka while telling her I blow you like no one else in the world. It makes me very, very happy.”

As he opens his mouth to respond, she takes him all the way into her mouth, and he can only gasp as he feels the back of her throat for a few moments before she slides her mouth along his length.

His eyes never leave her as she continues one of his favorite activities. By the look on her face, it's also one of her favorites, too. She watches him watch her, and he finds her absolutely captivating. The way she seems to enjoy this almost as much as he does brings him to another level.

“Baby, you look so fucking good,” he murmurs as he feels his climax approaching. “Fuck, you feel good. If you don't stop soon, I'm gonna come.”

Lex never releases him and takes him deep into her throat again instead. She moans, the vibrations from the back of her throat tickling the head of his cock just right, and he finds his release. Even as he does, he refuses to close his eyes, and he watches her take it all without issue. So. Fucking. Hot.

Releasing him, he falls flaccid against his thigh. “One of these days, we will have to make a video. I'd like to see if I do, in fact, compare to a porn star.”

“No comparison necessary,” he pants as she slides up to lie in his arms. “Not even close.”

“Colt-”

“Stop it.”

Her eyes look up and lock with his while her hand toys with his chest hair. “Stop what?”

“I know what you're going to say. And you don't have to.”

“What was I going to say?” she challenges

“You're going to thank me for making a sacrifice and moving us to Summerville. For putting you before the club. But I have news for you, baby.”

Smiling, she kisses his pec softly. “What's that?”

“It's not a sacrifice. It's not even a small inconvenience. And when you realize I love you and our family more than the club, you might actually believe me.”

“I love you,” she whispers.

“I love you, too,” he says and looks over to see tears in her eyes. “Why are you crying?”

She lets out a small laugh and shakes her head. “I love you so much it hurts. And I can feel how much you love me. I know you're still worried I'll leave again, but I'm not going anywhere, Colt.”

“You say that now, but, baby, you've left me three times now. And each time has been worse to deal with than the last.”

“I never wanted to leave you. You know that, right? It was just the only choice I had because you stopped hearing and seeing me by letting your head get in the way of us. But being without you feels like a slow death. I wasn't even really living... I just went through the motions. The beating I took in that basement hurt less than leaving you, and I don't ever want to be without you.”

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