Page 19 of The Heat of Intensity

CHAPTER NINE

Nine days later

– COSIMA –

I inhale deeply and release my breath slowly. There’s a lot to be thankful for but right now I’m having a moment on my back porch with fresh coffee and just plain me. I’m not talking about having my eyesight back completely. The specialist at the hospital where I had an appointment yesterday made it clear that I should be prepared for the fact that I will never regain my sight back in my right eye.

Ever since Parker pushed me to move forward, I’ve adjusted, and am accepting my new body and life. Especially the way that man makes me feel. Inside and out. A mere touch on my skin is enough to make electricity shoot through me, lighting a fire that can only be sated with his cum. Oh, yeah. Dirty talk, sex, lots and lots of sex. I blame the man’s piercings, they are magical.

I grin to myself and take another sip of fresh coffee. It’s still early and Parker is sleeping in our bed. Walker is crashing on the couch and Rourke and Eastlynne are in their room. It’s been days since we heard something about Murphy.

The last details Parker shared were the ones where they discovered Murphy had himself treated at a hospital for the bullet wound he masked by poking it with a knife. He also assaulted Bennie and that’s where the trail went cold. Everyone agreed to stay on high alert, which basically means I’m not allowed to be alone.

So, why am I sitting here alone, breathing in the early morning of a brand new day? Because it’s safe enough if I stick to the porch. If I place one step near the dirt beyond the porch? It will trigger an alarm that wakes up everyone inside the house and it’ll send a signal to Kathleen, and the Iron Hot Blood ranch. That’s why I can sit here by myself and enjoy the freedom I’ve regained after being attacked, and the Murphy issue.

We’re all wondering if Murphy has left town. No one has seen him and I heard the injury Parker gave him was a rough one. Murphy’s shoulder has some serious healing to do. They still think he might return at some point…vengeance and all, because of what he did to Bennie.

I decided not to let anyone steal my thunder, and let my mind focus on tomorrow. Dreams, goals, and wide-open possibilities are the positive things in life that need attention.

“Why didn’t you wake me?” Parker’s sleep-ridden voice croaks from the doorway.

Every night sharing a bed with that man is a dream with wide-open possibilities. Parker is definitely a positive thing in my life and when it comes to attention? We’re both equally capable of getting and receiving what our bodies need.

The way my breath catches at the sight of his half-naked body is a good indication that desire is flooding my veins. He’s only wearing jeans, half unbuttoned, and he’s standing barefoot on the porch with a fresh cup of coffee in his hand.

“Need a refill?” he rumbles.

Of his dick deep inside me with all those piercings? Hell yes, my dirty mind offers.

A mere few weeks ago I would have pushed him away, but now? A new version of me evolved. The sass has returned full force, and I have no restrictions; my life is my own and I won’t let anyone take anything away from me again.

“Wanna lose the pants and bend me over the chair instead of sitting on it and drinking coffee?” I fire back.

His eyes flash with desire and he takes a sip of coffee before carefully placing it down on the table next to me. He reaches for the zipper of his jeans and reaches a hand inside to keep his cock covered while unzipping. Parker’s commando and his cock springs out once his jeans open.

I lick my lips at the sight before me. He’s palming himself, rubbing a thumb to play with the piercing that’s through the tip of his cock. Thick, long, hard, and within reach. Without looking I place my empty cup of coffee on the table and lean in to let my tongue lick his pierced slit to taste the pre cum leaking out.

“Fuuuuck, that’s good,” he rumbles as I take him deeper into my mouth.

His fingers sink into my hair to guide my head the way he wants me to move on and off his length. I take my time and move my hand to gently knead his balls, loving the weight of them along with the piercings.

The rumbles vibrating through them are spurring me on. When I tilt my head and look at him, I find him staring down at me with such a load of open lust and desire, it halts my movements for a heartbeat.

“My cock looks good between your lips,” he murmurs and presses his thumb against my chin to push down. “Open wider and take more of me.”

He groans when I follow his order. His hips move forward, causing his length to slide even deeper, hitting the back of my throat. My eyes start to water, but I keep sucking, keep bobbing my head to give him the pleasure he arises within me.

“Suck. Suck harder. Yes. Fuck, that’s it, little minx. Here it comes.” Both hands are gripping my head, keeping me immobile as he unloads himself into my mouth.

Warm, salty cum hits the back of my throat and I swallow to keep up with the never-ending flow. I feel some drip down my chin when Parker slowly steps back to let his cock fall from my lips.

“Stay still,” Parker rumbles and scoops up the drop of cum with his thumb to push it back into my mouth. “That’s it. Can’t have you spilling my cum ’cause it belongs inside you.”

I rub my legs together to get some friction where I need it most. Dammit. This man takes getting horny to the highest level of all.

His fingers wrap around my throat and he gives a gentle squeeze. “Stop. The only one giving you pleasure is me.”

Parker moves and I shift in the chair as he steps between my legs.

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