“Yeah.” He pulls me down to his lips and takes them hard yetsensually.
Deke’s movements aren’t frantic like our times in the past. They are slow and meticulous. Each brush of his fingertips on the skin of my arms sends goose bumps throughout my flesh. I clutch his neck, holding him to me, afraid he could possibly move away. This connection between us in this moment can’tbreak.
It feels too powerful. Too knowing. Tooimportant.
He continues to take, and I continue to give, rubbing my thumbs along his jaw as we dance with our mouths in rhythmtogether.
He sucks on my bottom lip, watching me as he does so. Then he rests his elbows on either side of my head, enclosing me, whichIlove.
Lying skin to skin, his warmth infuses me. He lifts my knee and wraps it around his hip, still kissing me leisurely, like he has all the time in the world and nothing elsematters.
He pulls away and looks deeply into my eyes, conveying so much without a word. Then Deke rubs his nose along mine, and I close my eyes, enjoying the smallgesture.
“Want you raw, skin to skin. I’m clean. You onthepill?”
“Yeah,” I breathe, wanting to feel all of him, too. Just him and me. Nothing else in the worldexists.
He adjusts his body, his cock right at my opening, but he doesn’t press in. No, instead, he tortures me, slipping the head inside and stilling, then kissing me. With slow, meticulous movements of his hips, he enters me inch by inch by inch. Time stays still as an unbreakable bond forms between us with each of hismovements.
I don’t move my hands from his neck, wanting everything this is so badly I’m afraid I could lose it if I do move. He’s never given me a reason, but losing my parents marked me. Deke, I don’t think I could come backfromthat.
I lovethisman.
Deke continues to lazily move in and out of me, sliding all the way out to the tip, and then back in repeatedly. He stops to watch my eyes, then kisses me once again. The burn is slow building, but the intensity is so heightened, and the roll between my legssmolders.
“Deke,” I whisper, my eyes begging him to move, take me over that edge, give me what I need, what he needs, whatweneed.
“So fuckin’ beautiful, bombshell, and fuckin’ mine.” Only then does his thrusts increase, but not like normal. These are still way tamed, yet no less intent on serving theirpurpose.
The spiraling curl hits. I dig my nails into his neck as my back arches off the bed. I feel Deke’s cock grow. Then I feel it twitch as he leashes his come insidemybody.
We stare into each other’s eyes, knowing this was more. Somuchmore.
“That wasn’t just fucking,” I breathe up atmyman.
A lazy smirk comes across his lips. “No, baby, it wasn’t.” He drops his lips to mineagain.
There isn’t anywhere I’d rather be than in thisman’sarms.
Chapter Twenty-Three
We walkinto my childhood home four days later, not feeling good vibes. Tensions are already high withtheclub.
The brothers have brought me into the fold as if I’ve belonged there all my life. Even with my shoulder, though, I’ve had bathroom duty and those fuckers are nasty. However, I couldn’t help smiling, even as I cleanedtheshit.
That’s saying a lot because the mood around the club is bad. JK can’t be found, and I’ve been helping put in new security systems in the brothers’ houses. Buzz says they are state of the art, and then he gave some tech-babble that I had no clue what the fuck he was talkingabout.
We’ve been searching, too, asking around and trying to find JK, but he’s gone ghost. Full-out no trace of himwhatsoever.
It’s putting everyone on edge. We’re allaware.
Mom’s hanging in there well. Meanwhile, Cruz says we need a family meeting and that Austyn won’t be in attendance. She’s home with Emery, the only person besides her mom and dad she’ll let see her. She won’t let me in. She came to me at a very difficult time, and now she’s avoiding me, along with everyone else. I’ll give her time. It may be a short amount of time, but I’llgiveit.
“Oh, my boy!” my grandma, known as Ma in the club, says, coming up and grabbing each side of my face, pulling me down to her and kissing me on the cheek. “When they told me you were here, I made Pops start the drive back. They didn’t tell me until last week, those fools, saying we were on vacation and needed it. I can’t believe they let all this go down withoutcallingus.”
Ma turns and glares at my father and Cruz, but it doesn’t faze them in theleast.
“Good to see ya, Ma.” I pull Rylie beside me. “This is my woman,Rylie.”