Page 21 of Rugged Soul

We come up with a plan of action for tracking Zeke and his loyal band of assholes. There are four that we know of so far, but I have no doubt they're gathering more numbers.

Diesel works wonders with anything having to do with engineering and electronics. That’s why he does an amazing job running our auto shop. He also has a side hustle repairing computers and some light hacking if the occasion calls for it.

“I bet I can comb through the footage we have and old shop records to find their bikes and individual serial numbers for parts. I can use that to track down where they are and retroactively fit a listening device–”

“I believe you and trust that you know far more about that shit than I do,” I tell him, saving everyone from a long-winded explanation.

The three of us work out the details and have our missions for the next few days. Good. I have one more stop after this and then I’m headed straight home to my Calista. I don’t think I can stand to be away from her much longer.

An hour later, I pull into my driveway and leap off my bike, desperate to see those sparkling green eyes and hold her curvy little body in my hands. When I open the front door, I'm greeted by the most stunning woman smiling at me.

As soon as the door clicks shut, Calista throws herself in my arms. I catch her like I always will. She hugs me tight, her body melting into mine the longer we're touching.

“Were you waiting for me, beautiful?” I whisper into the shell of her ear, loving the way she trembles at my words.

Calista nods. “As soon as I heard your bike…” she trails off as her hands wrap around my neck, pulling me down for a kiss. I gladly open up for her, breathing her in as I consume every ounce of lust and longing I taste on her lips.

“Did the sound of my bike get you all worked up?” I ask, my voice deep with desire.

“Mmhm,” is all she says before biting my bottom lip and looking up at me with a mix of playfulness and lust. I indulge her in another drugging kiss, because how can I not? I easily lift Calista and carry her down the hall, my lips never leaving hers.

Setting my gorgeous girl down next to my bed, I tuck a few strands of her chocolatey hair behind her ear, needing to see her face clearly in this moment. Calista’s green eyes bore into mine. She’s giving me her heart and soul, begging me to take care of them. I will. I so fucking will. Forever.

“Show me, Domino,” Calista murmurs. “Show me how much your words mean. Show me what it means to be yours. My beautiful, brave, vulnerable goddess grabs the hem of her t-shirt and lifts it up her body, revealing her soft flesh to me.

I pull her shirt the rest of the way off and kiss a trail down her neck, gently avoiding any sore spots while still letting her know I love every part of her. I nip and kiss her shoulders before undoing the clasp of her bra. Her gorgeous breasts are bare before me and my mouth waters at the sight of them. I trace my fingers over her mounds, memorizing every curve. I weigh them in my hands and brush her dusky pink nipples with my thumbs.

“Perfect,” I murmur.

Dipping my head to her chest, I take her breast into my mouth, sucking and flicking her nipple with my tongue. She gasps and arches her back, giving me better access. Calista moans and I suck her harder, taking more of her into my mouth.

I pull back and she whimpers. I smile down at her before placing open-mouthed kisses along her jaw and down her neck, scraping my teeth on her collarbone and licking between the valley of her breasts.

Kneeling before her, I nip at the sensitive underside of her breasts, earning me a moan as she bucks her hips and steadies herself by placing her hands on my shoulders. I hook my thumbs in her shorts and panties, slowly sliding them down her thick thighs, prolonging our torture.

She steps out of the last scraps of fabric and I sit back on my heels to admire the stunning creature before me. We’ve been intimate over the last few days, but we both know this is something more. Something deeper. Not only will we be connected in every single way physically, but I know this is it for me. Once I have her, I’m never letting my woman go.

“Do you trust me, Calista?”

I look up into her eyes, willing her to give herself to me fully, reminding her that she’s already mine. She nods. “I trust you,” she confirms. “I just… What if I’m bad at it? I’ve never…”

I groan and kiss her soft belly before sitting back on my heels and looking into her big, vulnerable green eyes. “I know you’re untouched. I fucking love that. It’s been so damn long for me. I don’t remember anyone before you, sweet girl.”

“I trust you, Domino,” Calista repeats. God, her words are my undoing.

I waste no time in getting closer, nuzzling my nose in her soft curls and breathing her in. I can’t help the growl that escapes my lips. “Mine,” I say as I help her lay down on the bed, her legs still dangling over the edge.

Lifting one leg over my shoulder and then the other, I grip her hips to keep her in place and run my nose along the seam of her pussy. I blow hot air over her juicy folds and feel her tremble in my hands. My tongue dips into her soaking wet entrance and up, up, up to her tight ball of nerves.

“Oh, fuck, Domino…” she cries out, clenching her thighs together when I circle her clit again and again.

Grunting at her unbridled pleasure, I lick her in one long stroke. “I can’t…” Again, I lick her from her pulsing entrance up to her clit. “I can’t get enough,” Another forceful stroke of my tongue pushes through her folds, pulling whimpers from deep within her.

I spear my tongue into her hole, sipping her sweet nectar straight from the source. Massaging the walls of her velvet pussy, I get lost in her scent, her taste, her essence as it gushes over my lips, dripping down my chin. I find her clit and circle around the outside, not quite giving her what she needs.

“Ohmygod, Domino, please…” Calista rotates her hips, trying to get me to touch her where she needs me. I place my other hand over her tummy, spreading out my fingers and pinning her in place.

I withdraw my hand completely and look up at her, depriving her of my touch altogether. She whimpers in frustration.

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