Page 38 of Shadow's Heart
“Sorry, I got sidetracked by your body. You can’t blame me.” I say as I quickly start pulling my clothes off. Wreck just watches on, eyes heating with each item of clothing I remove. Watching his reactions to me will never get old.
Once I’m as naked as the day I was born, I crawl my way up his body that is currently stretched out across our bed and take his mouth in a hot and heavy kiss. Kissing Wreck is now one of my favorite things to do. It still feels as fucking magical now as the first time, and I’ve got a feeling it will always be this way. I never knew that with the right person, kissing alone could feel this good. It’s like every nerve in my body comes alive.
Pulling back from his mouth, I catch his bottom lip in my teeth and give it a light tug, which earns me an indecent moan from Wreck. Hmm… I’ll have to remember that for a later date; I’m sure it’ll come in handy at driving him out of his mind. A man has got to have some tricks in his arsenal for when the time is right.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to having you like this beneath me.” I tell him.
“Maybe in fifty years.” He says with a smile.
“Nah, I think knowing you’re mine will always be surreal, but enough talking; I have plans for us right now.” I say as I move down his body and zero in on his dick. “Oh, before we get carried away, grab me the lube. I’m going to need that.” I say with a wink.
Wreck just shakes his head at me with a smile and reaches into the nightstand to grab the lube before throwing it down the bed towards me. He reclines back into his previous position, leaving his body laid out like a buffet just for me.
Even though this is only the second time having him in my mouth, I feel confident in my abilities to drive him out of his mind. Getting a decent rhythm without going too deep takes a couple of attempts, but then it’s easy to get lost in the taste and feel of him inside my mouth. Glancing up at his face, I internally chuckle when I see his head tossing side to side as he moans and claws at the bedding underneath him. I think he might just like what I’m doing.
I don’t stop sucking as I blindly reach around for the lube, grabbing it and opening it before pouring some on my fingers. Watching him closely from my position between his legs, I bring my first finger to his hole and tease him the same way he did to me last night. I know just how good it felt for me and how it helped ease me up before he pushed inside me. I want to make sure this is as painless as it can be, in the same way he made it that way for me.
I spend a good five minutes preparing Wreck to take me for the first time. And by the time I think he’s ready as he can possibly be, he’s begging me to fuck him. I can’t deny him any longer; he looks fucking magnificent, so hot, and flushed, wanting me so much. Removing my fingers from his body, I grab the lube once more, pouring some onto my palm before coating my dick with it.
Pushing Wreck’s legs back, I position myself at his hole, asking, “Ready?”
He opens and closes his mouth a few times, but when it becomes clear to us both that he isn’t going to find his voice, he nods yes, giving me the signal I’ve been waiting for, and I gently push inside him, stopping once I’ve pushed past the first ring ofmuscle, giving him a chance to adjust and get used to the feeling of being filled.
Wreck seems to be slightly impatient as he reaches around, grabbing my ass and pushing me fully inside him. The groan he lets out is so loud I’m really fucking happy we live alone with no real neighbors. The sounds he’s making are just for my ears. Fuck if I want anyone else overhearing him.
“Move.” Wreck demands impatiently. I pull back before pushing back inside him, setting a steady rhythm. Wreck doesn’t stay still though he moves his body to meet my every thrust.
Changing my angle slightly. I know I’ve hit the spot inside him when he starts chanting, “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”
Pulling his legs over my shoulders, I up the speed of my thrusts and am totally taken by surprise when his dick starts erupting between us without either one of us touching it. Holy shit, I can’t believe I made him cum totally untouched. The feeling of him clamping down on my cock is the beginning of the end for me, and after a few more thrusts, I cum deep inside him.
As gently as possible, I lower his legs back down from my shoulders and pull free from his body. As I move away, I can’t help but smile at the blissed-out look on Wreck’s face. Knowing I’m the reason he currently looks that way sure is good for one’s ego. Stepping off the bed, I quickly bend and kiss him on the forehead before heading to get us something to clean up with as well as run him a bath. It certainly helped me after my first time, and I know it’ll do him some good too.
Chapter Forty-Two
Wreck
Ididn’t think I could feel closer to Shadow, but after having him inside me last night, I can honestly say I’ve never felt closer or more loved than I did during those moments or than I do right now. It’s brought a whole new layer to our relationship, and I’m fucking here for it, but at the moment I need to stop thinking about it all. We have more pressing matters to attend to this morning. Rex is coming to The Clubhouse so that I can hand over everything I have on Dre and my search for him.
Despite the fact Shadow agreed with my plan, his face and tense body language are all telling me just how much he still holds a grudge against Rex. There isn’t much I can do to change that other than give him time to work through all his feelings. I’ve explained how I feel and my reasoning behind it. Now it’s just down to him to work past everything he’s still feeling. I know he went through a different type of hell than I did when I was in the hands of Rex, and he’s fully entitled to feel however he feels. I just hope he doesn’t take it too far with Rex when he arrives. I truly believe Rex doesn’t deserve Shadow’s wrath. The only person I believe deserves that is Megan, and she’s well and truly out of the fucking picture now.
“Are you going to be able to deal with Rex being here?” I ask him from where I’m lounging in the chair next to him. We’re both currently sitting in his office behind his desk waiting for Rex’s arrival.
“Yes, because there’s no fucking way I’m letting you meet with the guy who tortured you without me.” Shadow says, and I can still hear how much what happened to me bothers him by the tone his voice takes.
“I know you still blame him for his part, Alex, but we’ve spoken about this.”
“Yeah, I know. Doesn’t change how I feel inside though.”
“I know, and I love how protective you are over me, but Rex may be my best chance at finding Dre.”
“I’ll behave. I promise. I want Dre found too.”
Our conversation is interrupted by a knock on the office door. Exchanging glances with each other, I nod my head, letting him know I’m ready, and Shadow shouts for whoever is on the other side to enter. I’m pretty sure it’s going to be Rex; it’s not like we’re expecting anyone else. The question is, has he come alone or has he brought someone with him?
We both watch as the door opens and Rex steps through. I’m taken back by the state of the man. Gone is the confident, massive man who put my body through some of the worst pain imaginable and stood in his place is the shell of a man. He’s clearly lost weight and isn’t sleeping half as much as he should if the dark rings surrounding his eyes are any indication. It’s the look in his eyes that catches me totally off guard. They are filled with regret and sorrow. It actually makes me hate Megan even more for what she did. I wasn’t sure that was actually possible, but apparently it is. God the woman has impacted so many lives, and not in a good fucking way.
This man in front of me is the embodiment of a protector. Someone who has always fought for justice, and she used thatagainst him. She turned what makes him who he is into a weapon for her own use. You can tell what happened plays on his mind; he’s lost confidence in himself, and that is not a fucking good thing when you think about his job and all the good he does. I really fucking hope my plan works and he can move past everything because the world really would be a darker place without him doing what he does.
