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“Fuck, Striker. You’re so big,” She moaned as my cock pushed all the way into her. I took her nipple in my mouth, sucking, nibbling, making her moan more. Lilah started to pump her hips, moving up and down my cock. Her body was already shuddering, goosebumps lined her arms. I took her other sweet nipple in my mouth, sucking on it as I played with the other one in my hand. Lilah’s hands came up and tangled in my hair, her moans got louder.

“Oh, Striker. So good.” Her eyelids closed and her head fell back, biting that bottom lip, little moans escaped her mouth. Her tight little pussy was already clenching around my cock, becoming even tighter than I could imagine. She was so close to cumming, her legs started to tremble. Lilah rode me up and down, faster and faster.

“That’s right baby, ride my big cock.” I grabbed her soft ass, bent down and took a nipple in my mouth.

Lilah slowed and bent down to kiss me, then started to move her hips again. She grinded her clit against the base of my cock, making her little body tremble. Her hips started to slam down on me, making her cry out my name.

“Cum for me, Little Lark!”

Lilah lost control, her whole body started to shake as she arched her back. “Fuck, Levi!” I could feel her sweet honey coat my dick as her hips slowed. I grabbed her hips and thrust myself up, my cock begging for release. I fucked her harder and faster, her body shook from another orgasm as I got closer to my own.

“Cum with me, Levi. Please baby. I’m so close again. Mark me. Make me yours.” Lilah started to whimper and cry out as she looked me in the eyes with lust, love, and desire. Those dirty words were like an atomic bomb. I thrust hard, and pushed my cock as deep as it could go, as I roared out. My cock pulsed in her tight cunt, waves of pleasure shot through me as I emptied every last drop of my load into her. Lilah screamed as she came, her eyes closed, head back, pure bliss on her face.

We were both trembling as I pulled out and gently pulled Lilah up to the pillows. She lay back and smiled as she cuddled up to me with my arm around her. Lilah looked up at me and gently kissed my cheek.

“I love you, Levi Daniel Walker.” Her eyelids started to close as she rested her head on my chest.

“I love you, Lilah Rose Crawford.” I gently rubbed her back as her breathing slowed and she fell asleep. My Little Lark was absolutely perfect.

I quietly slipped away as I headed toward the kitchen to grab my laptop and a beer. Walking back to my room, I sat on the edge of the bed, careful not to wake Lilah. I opened up my internet browser and searched ‘Danny Luciano’. Tons of articles popped up from him being a dirty cop to being a savior of the city. I found the article about him and Lilah and cursed as I opened it up. My Little Lark had just said ‘no comment’ when the reporter had asked her about Danny’s dirty deeds. I scanned and found the part where the nurses said she came in with bruises. I looked up at her sleeping in my bed, an innocent look on her face as she curled up with my pillow. How a man could put his hands on a woman was beyond me. I vowed to hunt him down and give him a taste of his own medicine. I didn’t care if the mob would come after me, I would fight every last one of them to protect my Little Lark.

Closing the laptop and putting it on my dresser, I climbed back in bed and cuddled up next to Lilah. I laid my head back and slowly let sleep take hold of me. Everything was right in the world at this moment, but I knew it wouldn’t stay that way for long. I knew I should get back up and do some more digging, but I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to be close to Lilah and spend as much time with her as I could. The past four years had been rough and I was determined to make up for all the lost time and prove to Lilah that I could protect her. I let sleep win the battle tonight as I lay back with my Little Lark. Dreams of the future pulled me into a deep sleep, my sweet Lilah Rose in the center of all them. I could see us getting married, having a home of our own to fill with babies. I couldn’t wait to see Lilah swollen with my babies inside her. Everything we ever dreamed of was coming true again and I wasn’t going to let anybody or anything get in the way this time.

Chapter 15

Lilah

Iwoke up tangled inStrikers sheets, his side of the bed was empty and cold. I looked around the room and past the wall of windows. I couldn’t see him, but the smell of coffee and bacon wafted in the air, making my stomach rumble. I smiled knowing that he was still here. Untangling myself, I got out of bed and grabbed one of Striker’s shirts from his drawer. I fixed my hair and made my way to the kitchen.

The bacon was sizzling on the cast iron pan as the coffee machine roared, squirting piping hot liquid into a mug. Striker was standing by the stove in just his boxers, and I couldn’t help but bite my lip and stare. His muscles were so defined. The huge skull tattoo of the Devil’s Highwaymen was staring at me, intimidating, but so sexy at the same time. He moved with such grace in the kitchen, his thick tattoo-covered arms moving back and forth.

“Check you out, cowboy.” I whistled and walked toward the bar stool at the kitchen island. Striker turned around and chuckled, gyrating his hips and winking at me. I laughed as I grabbed a mug of coffee and sat down.

“Figured I would make you some breakfast before work, babe. It’s the least I could do after keeping you up all night.” He grabbed my plate and loaded up some bacon next to three pieces of toast. “It’s certainly not your Mama's cooking but it’s something.”

I leaned over the island and kissed him on the cheek. “It’s amazing, babe. I really appreciate it.”

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