In such a short space of time Sasha had gone from being “the blind girl” to someone more. Devil was right. He’d never gone to this much trouble for anyone else, not even Lexie or Ashley.
“What other ink do you have?” she asked.
He took her hand and slowly stroked over the top part of his body going from arm to arm, across his chest then over his stomach. She didn’t say anything, only smiled every now and then when he pointed out certain marks on his body.
“I’ve got some on my back as well.”
“Can I feel?”
“Sure.” He turned around, and she followed the movement with her palm. Her fingers touched his skin ever so lightly. “I’ve got a lion on my back along with several other mini tattoos. There’s a tiny butterfly across my right shoulder because I lost a fucking bet, and I’m never going to live it down as long as I live.”
She giggled. Pussy liked the feel of her hands on his body. There was something electrifying about how she touched him. She was gentle, never rough. He wanted to show her how rough she could be with him. Pussy loved the feel of a woman’s nails raking the skin as she screamed in orgasm. In Chaos Bleeds he was the star of making a woman feel good.
“I wish I could see them. You feel like you work out. Do you?”
“I work out as much as I can.”
Her hands danced along his skin. “It must be nice.”
“What?”
“To be able to work out without fear of falling or bumping into things.It has been so long since I’ve felt like that.”
Turning around he saw the smile dancing across her lips.
“I can help you with that.”
“Is this another thing the club does? Feel sorry for other women who can’t do stuff themselves?” she asked.
“No, this is all me. I want you to feel good about yourself. You shouldn’t have to rely on anyone.”
The smile dropped from her lips again. “I don’t want to depend on anyone. It sucks. I always wish there was something more I could do.”
Cupping her cheek, he ran his thumb along her bottom lip. “Baby, there’s always something you can do, and I’m going to be here to see that you do get the chance to do what you want. I hate people who hurt others.”
“I don’t want to talk about them anymore.”
“Good, because I don’t want to hear what any of those fuckers have to say aboutyou.After today, Kenneth will never be able to touch you.”
Pussy didn’t care about his connection with Gonzalez. Anyone who hurt a woman and took away her sight was someone who needed to be taken out in Pussy’s book.
“You’re one of a kind,” she said.
“And I’ve not even gotten my mouth on your pussy. You’re going to be a lucky woman soon,” he said, winking at her.
She chuckled, and she’d not even seen him wink.
“You’ve not had a lot to laugh about lately, have you?” he asked.
“No, I’ve not, but you’re about to change that for me.” Her hands were laid on his arms, waiting.
“Yes, I’m about to change all of that for you.” Tilting her head back, he stared at her face. The trust she showed him scared the shit out of him. She should be more cautious. He’d killed a lot of men, caused problems wherever he went, and done it all with a smile and in the name of the club. There was nothing he wouldn’t do for the club.
Even as he looked at her and thought how she deserved a better man, he didn’t want to miss this opportunity.
“I’m going to kiss you now,” he said.
She whimpered but still didn’t pull away. Dropping his head down, he brushed his lips against hers. Sasha melted against him and he gave everything to her. Plunging his tongue inside her mouth, he moaned, going in deep. He glided his tongue over hers, going as deep as he could for her to take as much of him as possible.