Page 79 of Steal

For four years, I missed this time with her, and it fucking hurts, but I’m making up for the time lost, and if I have it my way, a year from the day she returned to my life again, she’ll be my wife, and we’ll have a sibling on the way for Moira.

It’s my fucking goal….

Laying back down, I gently run my lips along the smooth skin on Cassidy’s shoulder while I slowly run my hand down her stomach to her bare cunt.

She moans in her sleep as I run my finger through her wet folds, before I find her clit and press tight circles over it.

Cassidy rubs her ass against me, and I smile against her skin as I whisper, “Morning, Trouble….”

She hums and slurs sleepily, “Morning….”

I nip her shoulder as I dip my finger into her tight cunt, moving it in and out once, twice, three times, before I move back to her clit and circle it three times.

“Colt,” she moans, “please….” And I smile, loving that she begs me now.

When I insert my finger inside her again, I add my middle finger, then curl them, rubbing her walls, and she opens her legs for me, giving me better access.

“I’ll give you my dick on two conditions, Trouble,” I rasp against her skin. “The first, I want a date night tonight, just you and me.” She nods, not even thinking about it as she thrusts against my fingers. I continue, “And while we’re on our date,” I swallow hard and bite my lip before I demand, “you’ll wear my patch….”

Cassidy gasps in shock, and not just because her body tightens up as her walls squeeze my fingers, her orgasm taking over her, but because I haven’t brought it up once since she returned home.

I slow my fingers, keeping her just on the edge.

“What do you say, Trouble? Will you wear my cut?” I ask, holding my breath.

I haven’t pressured her. Yes, I moved her in but that was mainly because I was terrified she’d bolt, and I needed her and our daughter safe, especially with Aurora and Hannah still missing. As for my cut, my ring on her finger, I’ve kept quiet.

I know I have a lot to make up for, and being there every day for her and Moira, picking her up and dropping her off at work, and ensuring the club and brotherhood come second isn’t enough.

“What if I accept your cut, and you revert to your old ways?” she asks timidly, and I can’t help but smile.

She had been acting a little off for weeks, and I knew why; I was waiting for her to open up to me and voice her fears.

Kissing her neck, I remove my fingers from her tight heat, quickly sucking them into my mouth, not wanting to waste a drop of her deliciousness. Then, I lift her legs over my shoulders and blindly guide my hard cock at her core, thrusting forward, making her gasp.

“Then, I’ll put my bike in your name and allow you to shoot me again,” I state firmly, and she snorts, but I ignore it and whisper, “But, if I do go off path a little and I don’t communicate with you because I’m too in my head, then that’s when I need you to communicate with me. Drag me into my office, hit me in the head, I don’t care, just tell me.” I turn her head to look at me, and as soon as our eyes connect, I continue, “Don’t curl into yourself, scared you’ll lose me because you’re putting me in my place, because that will never happen. I love you, Cassidy….”

Her eyes tear up, and she shifts a little, connecting our lips in a caress as she whispers, “I love you, too. Now, please move your hips before I kill you.”

I grin against her mouth. “Does that mean you’ll wear my cut tonight?”

Her eyes sparkle, and even though the fear is still there, she agrees, “I will,” and I kiss her hard, pushing my tongue into her mouth, tangling it with hers as I move my hips back, then thrust forward.

I keep a steady rhythm while deepening the kiss as I cup her bare tits, my fingers instantly finding her nipples. I pinch and twist them, then gently rub my thumb over the peaks, causing Cassidy’s walls to tighten around me again, and I thrust quicker.

“Fuck, Cass,” I grunt against her lips but don’t move my mouth away from hers, breathing her in. But, as soon as she opens hermouth, ready to scream, I slam my lips against hers and swallow the sound as she comes for a second time. I fuck her through her orgasm, holding off my own until I know she’s done.

As soon as her walls loosen, I slam inside her one more time as cum spurts from my cock, my aching balls emptying deep inside her. I groan, then kiss her sloppily as I remain deep inside her, needing to stay connected. She bites my bottom lip and I groan, my cock twitching, wanting another go.

Fuck, I love this girl….

I smile as I look at my girl, peering up at the stars, something she’s always wanted to see, leaning her palms on the balcony railing. Her dark red hair flows, the words “Property of Steal” staring back at me from the cut she’s finally wearing and will hopefully wear every single day.

“I can’t thank you enough for bringing me here, Colt,” she whispers into the night air, not needing to look back to know I’m here. I push off the doorframe where I’ve been leaning for about twenty minutes, just watching her, after I checked on Moira, who conked out after a full day at the beach.

“I’d do anything for you, Cassidy,” I reply as I walk up behind her, pressing my chest to her back, my hands on either side of her, boxing her in against the railing.

We’ve been in the Hamptons for four days, mainly spending our days on the beach. Anchor has taken over at the club for me while also trying to sabotage Heaven’s dates, something Cass found hilarious because we both know Heaven is going to kill him.

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