Page 87 of Waiting Forever
WHAT IS SHE doing? We can’t have sex. I need to catch a plane to Dallas, charter a private fucking jet if I have to, and make sure that deranged asshole gets what he deserves.
The fucking bastard ordered a gang bang rape on my girl. It could have been any girl and I’d still want to beat the fucker’s ass. But to do it to Kensi? I’ll fucking kill him.
Kensi’s sweet moan and taste pull me from my thoughts. Her tongue is making sensual love to my mouth. Fuck. She’s naked on me and I keep flaking out. Why is she doing this now?
She undoes my towel at the waist. My dick is hard and ready to claim her, but my mind is swimming with that fucker’s face, his callous voice, and the menacing grin I intend to decimate with my fists. Fuck!
I push to stand, and Kensi’s sopping wet pussy swallows my dick like the tightest glove. She moans and her hands roam my chest. God, she feels amazing, like heaven. Fuck. I love her.But she’s sore. “Kensi, stop.” I try to lift her off me.
“No, Nathan. You’re mine.” She hugs my neck and puts her weight onto me, my dick filling her all the way.
Fuck, yes. This woman is mine. Mine forever. I’ll never be with another woman—never want one. All I see is her. And that fucking son of a bitch.
I grip Kensi’s hips to still her. “I need to think.”
“No, you don’t,” she murmurs in my ear and kisses my neck.
My response is a hard thrust and groan of pleasure. Does she know she owns me?Breathe. Stay focused.She’s trying to distract me and sure as fuck, it’s working.
“I’ll come back after I kill him and fuck you for days if that’s what you want.” I caress her small breasts and pinch her nipples.
Her moan and tightening pussy around my cock lets me know how much she likes when I do that. I nip at her neck and she rides my dick. “Do you want me to fuck you first and again when I return? I can do that.” I cup her breast and suck her hardened bud into my mouth.
She bucks and clenches around me.
I take her nipple into my teeth for a light bite.
She goes wild, her pussy soaking my dick and my thighs. “Fuck, baby. Fuck me hard.”
Our eyes connect and I see her for the first time since this started. Desire swirls her turquoise irises, the pupils eating up the color. She’s so gorgeous when she’s aroused. Her slick skin turns rosy, and the look in her eyes is pure desire and adoration.
I move my hand to her knees and slide them toward her ankles. My wrist catches. Cushioned metal cuts into my skin. “You handcuffed me?” How did I not notice?
“To me,” she says with a seductive grin. “Do you have a problem with that?”
Sure enough, we’re connected at the wrists.
“I won’t let you destroy your life. I need you here with me. Not out putting yourself in danger.”
A dark laugh rolls from him. “I think I can handle a punk like Prescott.”
“I know you can.” She draws a heart over my left pec. “But you could end up in jail and then I wouldn’t have you and I just got you. I can’t lose you, too.”
“Lose me? You’re never losing me. Why would you think—” Unless she means like she lost her dad when he had to move to London, so he didn’t kill the little fucker’s ass. Oh man, he must want to destroy Prescott as badly as I do.
“Nathan?” Kensi murmurs, drawing my attention to the present. “Do you want to fuck me, or do you want to talk? I can do either, but since I’m on your dick, I’d love for you to fuck me first.”
And that’s all it takes to dominate my thoughts. Her dirty words, sumptuous lips, and tight as hell perfect pussy. I can’t take her in all the ways I want with our wrists handcuffed from fear I’ll hurt her, but I give her two back-to-back orgasms and earn a few more claw marks in the process.
33
Nathan
KENSI AND I gave the video to her mother, who passed it onto the lawyer without Uncle Bryce watching it. He’d have flipped out again and swore to kill the guy. I understand why he moved to London and why they sent Kensi to me.
Back in their days of service and covert operations, Uncle Bryce and Dad killed when ordered to and to survive. Not being able to do what you were trained to do—eliminate threats by all means possible—goes against everything they once stood for.
I agree people like Prescott and the bastards who participated in the act don’t deserve to live, but I’m not the law. I promised Kensi I wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize our future together.
