Page 140 of Ink's Devil

“Bend your legs and spread those thighs. Give me some room to work.” Christ, I can smell her arousal as I place one knee then the other on the bed, and stalk toward her.

She’s obeyed me. Oh, I doubt she’ll always be so compliant, but for now I’m sure she’s feeling the same as me, wanting to be joined as close as humanly possible. First though, I want a taste of her. Want her essence on my tongue, want her screaming out to the world.

I groan as my tongue meets her cream, she moans, and her hands clasp the sheets as I get to work. I’ve already learned her and now remember just the pressure she likes. I’m thoroughly enjoying myself, her taste messing with my brain, sending endorphins through me, making my spine tingle and my balls throb. Soon, though, her hips close around me, her stomach muscles ripple and she’s screaming her orgasm out loud.

Reaching to the bedside table I take out the condoms that are always there, stocked up as one of the duties of the prospects. I slide one on, longing for the day when I’ll take her bare. Put a baby inside her. Too early yet, but one day.

She feels unbelievably fantastic. Her cunt grips my cock just right, her reactions couldn’t be more perfect. When I’d fucked other women before, there was always something missing, something elusive I couldn’t find. As I thrust inside her, I realise what it is, that however intense our sessions will become, I won’t be just fuckin’, I’ll always be making love to my old lady.

Knowing I won’t be able to last long, I swivel my hips, making my ass muscles flex so I’m hitting that all important place inside her. Using my fingers on her clit, when she starts coming, I’m right there with her, this time, my roar mingles with her screaming.

I stay, relishing the feeling of our two bodies being joined, something not even a day ago I thought I’d ever feel again. Eventually my cock softens, and I lose contact with her. I move so I’m lying on my side, and pull her into my arms, holding her like I never want to let her go.

“I’m sorry,” she whispers, softly. “I should have come to you, told you.”

“Beth, I’m going to say this once, and then we’ll move past it, okay? Sure, I had a few days in jail, and more than a few moments when I thought life as I knew it was over, but I’m out, I’m free. Yeah, if we were then where we are now, then I’d spank your ass if I wasn’t the first person you came with any worries you had, major or minor. But we were. I couldn’t have said I doanythingfor you, it took that sight of you walking into danger to show me what I hadn’t known I already felt.” I pull myself up on one elbow, looking down at her. “You hear me? From now on, you always come to me, or one of my brothers if I’m not around. Promise me, Beth.”

There’s no hesitation in her response, “I promise.”

I believe her. The corners of my mouth turn up. “So,” I toy with her hair, twirling it around my finger, “what have you been doing while I’ve been away? Hmm? I wonder how many transgressions I can count?”

She stills in my arms. “I’ve been good.”

“Good? Hmm, I doubt that little girl. Somehow, I think your ass is going to be very sore later.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. One for sure. You haven’t sucked me off yet. Don’t you think you should greet your man properly?”

“Oh. How remiss of me.” Her face splits into a wide grin. “Will you go easy on me if I correct that now?”

“Depends how good it is,” I tell her, having difficulty keeping the laughter from my voice. “You’re going to have to try really hard.”

Of course, with Beth, it’s very good.

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Beth

I’m amazingly going to have a lifetime to learn everything about Ink, but fast I find, once having determined something, he doesn’t let the grass grow under his feet.

That night after I’d been rescued, I’d slept in his room, and he all but had me moved in from that point. A lot of my clothes have already been bought back from the house, and I admit to getting a pang of pleasure when seeing them hanging alongside his in his wardrobe. I’ve not slept in my own bed either. For a man who once told me he didn’t spend the night with bitches, now he doesn’t seem to want to spend even one alone.

I’ve no experience of living with someone other than my mother but am quickly getting addicted to going to bed with a man and waking with him beside me. The hours in between, well, as can be expected, we spend many making love.

Suddenly I hear him clearing his throat behind me, the sound breaking into my thoughts. “Hey, babe. I was a Marine, remember. I don’t expect you to do that shit for me.” I swing around to where he’s lying back on the bed, watching me folding some clothes I’d just put through the laundry.

I peer at him and shrug. “Mine needed doing, no bother to throw yours in. You can return the favour another day.” I’m discovering more each day about the man who’s claimed me, and so far, everything I like.

There’s a knock on the door. “You decent in there?”

I roll my eyes. “Yeah, come in, Mom.”

“What is it?” Ink says fast, sitting up.

I’d also picked up a vibe when Mom walked in, something is most definitely on her mind. “Is Con… Dan, okay?”

Her lips purse for a second. She waves toward the seat where Ink had once spanked me and hopefully will soon do so again. I suppress a grin at the memory as Ink says, “Help yourself.”

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