Page 37 of Death's Deal

“You’re so tight.” I tell her, in case she hadn’t realized my reason for slowing our pace. “This will be fast.”

“I’ve waited long enough, Quin,” she demands with a smile. “Don’t let me forget this.”

That’s a challenge I’ll accept.

Thrusting harder, faster, and with a determination to make sure she comes hard enough the neighbors call the police, I angle her ass upward to change the pace. I’m glad I have. Grinding my hips back and forth, feeling my end nearing, I bend forward to kiss her once again. Toni’s body stiffens, her inner walls squeezing me, and a simple squeak escapes her while her orgasm overtakes her.

With her body encasing me tightly. I find myself chasing her down the rabbit hole to ecstasy. Jerking back and forth with the final release that overcomes my body, I revel in the release.

This moment feels is as if we’d never been apart.

Kissing her on the lips once more, gently, I squeal out at the sensation of exiting her still pulsing pussy.

Removing the condom and tossing it in the trash beside the bed, in a ball of sweat and satisfaction, I wrap Toni up in my arms. The two of us lie silently in bliss. I’m not sure I can top this feeling. Or that I would want to with anyone else but her.

Give me twenty minutes though and I’ll try again.

Chapter 20

For four hours straightI found myself enjoying every square inch of Toni’s body.

I’d dreamed of a day like this over and over while I was waiting for my arraignment. After I was incarcerated, I’d never thought of it again. I’d shoved all the happy memories of Toni to the recesses of my mind.

About an hour ago, the two of us dressed after our second “get ready to go” shower. The first, I took her up against the wall. Now lying peacefully entwined on the couch, staring at the reflection of the water on the holding pond outside, I’m enjoying coffee as she’s having water and cut fruit. We’d wasted most of the day talking more about Tristan, about his life, and I nearly asked her what she thought his reaction would be once he knew the truth of who I am. She’d asked in turn about the cartel wars we’d just been through. I’d explained what happened to J and how we were no longer at war with the other clubs. They’re now our allies and friends.

I know I need to see Mayhem to find out for myself, but it is second fiddle to this opportunity. I want to wrap her up in my arms for eternity, never letting her go.

“Are you sure you want to come with me to see Mayhem? I mean, I can set Apoc on the house and you can stay here. You don’t have to go.”

Licking the juice from an orange slice off of her fingers, she replies, “I know. But it’s important to you. I’d like to be there.” I’m amazed she is interested in coming. He’d never been her biggest fan and once I’d gone to jail for her, he’d actually asked me once if I wanted her taken care of. Thankfully, I had enough common sense than to say no.

Lying comfortably between my legs, with her now half-eaten bowl of orange slices on her lap, totally looking the part of an Ol’ Lady wearing my cut and a pair of boxers she’d borrowed, the juice dribbles down her chin. She is a wet dream come true. We’ve been here for a good hour, staring out and talking while we wait for a tray of lasagna that is in the oven. The smell of the meaty pasta wafts throughout the room as it now cools on the counter.

“Is this too good to be true? Happiness like this cannot last. I’m not that lucky.”

Laughing, setting a discarded peel in the bowl, Toni kisses my arm wrapped around her. “If you want, I’ll pinch you.”

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