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“We shouldn’t do this again.” She says as she straddles my thighs, and maybe she’s right, but at the moment I don’t give a shit.
“This is a bad idea; tell me this is a bad idea Holland.” She pleads with me. I shake my head no, because as far as I’m concerned this is a great fucking idea. There might be regrets in the morning, but right here at this moment I have zero. I want her, she wants me, nothing else matters.
Wrapping my hand around the back of her neck, I pull her lips to mine kissing her with all the pent up feelings I have for her. If I can’t tell her how I feel, at least I can show her, make her feel it. She moves her hips in sync with my kisses, slowly rubbing her panty covered core against me.
“Fuck Bella I’ve missed this.” Pushing me onto my back she shimmies down my body grabbing the waistband of my boxers. I lift up a little to help her slide them down as she reaches for my rock hard cock licking the tip.
“Mmmm...I’ve missed this too.” She grins up at me like the cat that got the canary as her mouth descends on my cock, swallowing it whole.
“Holy fucking hell Bella!” I gasp out, not sure how much longer I can handle her wicked tongue as she starts to bob up and down on me.
“Problem Holland?” She asks as she pops off my dick smiling. Instead of responding, I yank her into my lap and grind my erection against her soaked panties. Flinging her head, she moans in satisfaction rotating her hips.
Running my hands up her sides, I lift the shirt off her body; her lush breasts bounce just a little causing me to zero in on her nipples. Light and dusky they beckon me to them, like a siren's song. Latching onto one nipple, I nibble and suck, lavishing it with attention before moving onto the other one. All the while she is using me like her own person fuck toy, rubbing her panty-clad pussy against my rock hard cock.
I can’t wait any longer, I reach down to the string on the panties and rip them off of her. She lets out a shocked gasp but goes right back to grinding against my length. I can tell she’s close, but I want in that pussy when she comes, I want to feel those walls strangle me and send me over the edge. Flipping her over onto her back, she looks up at me with desire in her eyes.
“Please.” She whispers as I rub against her opening, she’s soaking wet for me. “Please Holland.” I can’t say no to this woman, even if I wanted to.
As I slide into her warmth, our groans mingle with each other. We fit so perfectly together, like two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. I know at that moment I can’t ever give her up, she’s mine. There’s just a tiny problem of making her see that before she bolts again. Sliding slowly in and out of her, I watch her breathing start to become erratic. Her nails grip my back, the pain only adds to the experience.
“Fuck baby you’re so tight. I could stay here forever.” Her eyes shutter at my words, forever isn’t something she wants to hear. Too fucking bad, I’d prove to her it wasn’t a bad word. I’d make it my mission to show her every fucking day for the rest of her life it wasn’t a bad word. All I’ve done since she walked out on me was think of her, wanted her, and now that I had her in my arms again, I never wanted to let her go.
“Forever baby, say it for me.” I changed my angle just a little until I was hitting the spot that made her back arch. It was a dirty move, but I wasn’t averse to playing dirty to get what I wanted.
“Say it.” I ground out.
“Forever.” Smiling at her response, she gritted out through her teeth I picked up speed. Slamming into her over and over again, rocking the bed into the wall. Whoever was on the other side of that wall was probably pissed.
“That’s right baby. You’re mine. Mine, forever.” She nodded her fingers digging into my back. I could feel her fluttering around my cock, she was close, and I wasn’t far behind her.
“Fuck Holland, fuck.” When she exploded, it was like a rocket went off, her whole body felt like it tightened around me.
“Mine.” Slam.
“Mine.” Slam.
“Fucking mine!” I roared as my orgasm took over my body holding her hips to keep me from falling over. Staying seated inside her, as the aftershocks shook us both just kissing her gently, I knew what we’d just done was life changing. She clung to me, running her fingers along my back and arms, like she couldn’t stop touching me. I had zero complaints as I rolled over and curled into her body.
Chapter Sixteen
Bella
Waking up next to Holland two things were quickly apparent. One, even in sleep he was sexy as fuck. His face relaxed and a slight smile played on his lips. I imagine I’m responsible for this smile ghosting his lips. The second thing, the thing that I’ve tried to avoid since meeting him; I had feelings for him. I swore off love, it wasn’t something I could let into my life again, but something had shifted with Holland. Cain took my love and beat it to death until it was nothing but a bloody pulp. Holland had the ability to destroy me completely.
My first instinct was to run, get as far away from him as fast as I could and not look back. He was a prospect for a MC, and not just any MC, but the fucking Hades Rejects. But were they really as bad as everyone claimed they were? Crimson told me about how they were the ones who took down the prostitution ring that she’d been in. Then they came with Holland to rescue me, someone who wasn’t even affiliated with their club.
“You look wound up tight as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs.” Holland startled me out of my musings smiling over at me.
“Good morning to you too handsome.” I smirked over at him. Why did he have to look so damn good first thing in the morning? I was pretty sure I looked like something a cat coughed up.
“Yes good morning beautiful.” His voice got all husky as he turned toward me kissing me gently on the lips. My heart did a little fluttering thing, damn it.
“Now tell me what’s got your panties in a wad first thing this morning after such an epically orgasmic night.” I couldn’t help the snort of laughter that came out.
“Epically orgasmic? Is that what you’re calling it?” I shook my head smiling, enjoying our early morning banter. Something I’d never had a guy do with me before. I usually feigned sleep when Cain got out of bed just in case he woke up angry. A little more of my defense against Holland crumbled away.
“Yes that’s exactly what we are calling it and I plan on having it with you again soon.” He stretched showing off his sculpted body, giving me a knowing smile. Like he could tell I was admiring all those muscles he had one display.
