Page 43 of Wreaking Havoc on my Heart

“What are you doing?” she asks.

“Making sure this doesn’t get too tangled.” I work my fingers into her scalp, massaging and helping her relax before I brush all of her hair back and braid it. I take the ponytail that’s wrapped around the handle of the brush and set the braid for her, then I turn her in my arms to kiss her again.

One thing I loved to do for Ellie was braid her hair. Vi always kept hers super short, but Ellie loved her ‘princess’ hair as she would call it. I think that was one of the hardest parts about her getting leukemia. When she lost all of her hair, it was like it severed my connection with her, and she no longer found comfort with me.

I shake off those thoughts and focus on the girl in front of me, the life in front of me. For some reason with Laney, I don’t feel like the memories hurt as much. I can appreciate them, and then set them aside without that pain consuming my every thought.

Looking at my girl’s beautiful blue eyes, I stroke her cheek with my fingers, more thankful for her in my life than she will ever be able to comprehend. She’s fully naked now, and when she climbs up my body to straddle me, her tits brush my chest. I keep pulling her up until her dripping cunt is just over my face and she’s looking down at me, biting that sweet lip.

I’m dying to taste her, so when I grab her hips and pull her down on me, I let out a satisfied growl when she sits like a good girl.

“Oh, Havoc. Oh yes, that’s so good.” Her cries are muffled slightly by her thighs, but I hear them nonetheless. I take my time circling her clit before sucking it into my mouth and flicking it with my tongue. She cries out every time, encouraging me to do it again and again until I can feel her so close to the edge that I have to pull back.

“Don’t you come yet, baby girl. I want you to look me in the eyes while this pretty pussy grips my cock for all it’s worth. Got it?”

She lifts up and backs off of me while I sit up with her in my lap.

“You’ve been teasing me with your touches and sexy messages for months now. I want this to last and make up for every time I didn’t just take you in the middle of training.”

“Oh,” she blushes. “So you thought about that too?”

I tuck a stray hair behind her ear. “I thought about that all the damn time, baby.”

She rolls her lips together and I can’t help it. I take her chin in my fingers and pull her mouth to mine. She’s so soft and warm. Every move she makes feels like it was meant for me, like her body was created to be with mine. Breaking our kiss, she gets to her feet by the bed.

“My turn,” she says.

A perplexed look crosses my face.

“Take off your pants, Havoc. I’ve been dying for a taste too. Do you have any idea how many times I had to bite my tongue to keep myself from doing more with you while we wrestled on those mats? I swear I have a permanent scar from it.”

Arrow clears his throat in the corner.

“Oh and you, sir, have no room to talk. The number of times I’ve had to come back here and change after one of your classes because my panties were soaked was too many to count.”

I adore her little attitude, and I also love that we both seem to affect her as much as she affects us. Men don’t get to hear that much.

Standing in front of her, I bring her attention back to me. Arrow has fucked her multiple times. Right now, it’s my turn. I unbutton the top of my jeans then unzip them.

She hooks her fingers into my boxers and pants, and I let her pull them down for me, making sure her gaze meets my piercings at the exact same time as Arrow.

“Oh. My.” Laney starts, but Arrow finishes for her.

“Fuck.”

“Yup. What he said.” Laney nods frantically.

I grin at them, loving their reaction. Laney reaches out and brushes her fingers over the glistening balls as Arrow leans forward in his seat.

“I see why you call it Steel now.” He tries to sound irritated, but the smirk he gives me kind of takes away any of the heat.

“Do they feel good?” Laney asks as she rubs her fingers over each of them.

“They feel even better when you’re touching them.”

Laney glances at Arrow, who looks way too curious.

“Well, come check them out.” I taunt him. “Maybe one day you’ll be brave enough for a few.”

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