“Touch your clit, baby, I want to feel you come.”
She started to tease her clit, and he worked her anus with his cock. Closing his eyes, he gave her everything he had. Within minutes she splintered apart and her ass tightened around him setting off his own orgasm.
Curse growled as he released inside her ass. She collapsed over the sofa as he wrapped his arms around her.
“I can’t move,” she said, seconds later.
“Don’t worry. We’re going to have to move for the guys to come back.” He kissed the back of her neck, sucking on the delicate flesh of her neck.
“Come back?” she asked, tensing.
“Yeah, do you really think I’m going to do all of this decorating myself?” He eased out of her and picked her up in his arms. “Besides, you look adorable in jeans and a shirt with spattered paint.” He carried her into the bathroom and turned the shower on.
“How can you kick them out and then invite them back inside? Don’t you think that’s rude?”
“Babe, Devil kicks us out of his place when he wants to f**k his woman. In fact, he makes us watch the kids when he wants to screw her.”
“So? It doesn’t mean that we have to be the same,” she said.
“When you blush, it’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.” He kissed her nose and then proceeded to wash her body. Curse wrapped his arms around her body, laughing at her embarrassment.
“It’s so cute that you’re embarrassed, but I can tell you, it’s wrong. The men know you’re going to have been f**ked good. Now, I suggest you smile and pretend they’re only just arriving.” He turned the shower off.
She caught him unawares as she wrapped her arms around him.
“I love you, Curse.”
“Babe, I can’t even find the right f**king words to describe how I feel about you.” He caught her ass toward him. “You’re getting the ink, and I’m going to be there to make sure the f**ker doesn’t get it wrong.”
Claiming her lips, Curse knew his life was complete with Mia in it.
Epilogue
One month later
“Do you miss me, baby?” Pussy asked, walking down the main street in Piston County’s town center.
“I miss the club. The sun and heat are a nice change. You’re going into fall, right?” Ashley asked.
He’d kept in touch with Ashley since she left with Frederick. Pussy didn’t like the thought of anything happening to her. She wasn’t the woman he was going to fall in love with, but Pussy cared about her, and they were good friends. He knew what Mia had done for her. Ashley had told him one night when no one was around and he’d talked about his less than stellar upbringing.
“I bet the women are glad to see me gone,” Ashley said.
“Hardly, you’re the only woman who could satisfy me. You’re coming down for the wedding in a couple of months, right?”
“Yeah, Frederick is already making arrangements. He wants to come and see as well.” She sighed over the line. “Is Mia happy?”
“She’s happy to be in love, and when I see her with Curse, she’s always smiling. I take back the cold ice princess remarks. She’s all warm and fuzzy.” Pussy paused as he spotted Sasha Carmichael leaning against a wall. Her hands were fisted at her sides, and she looked to be having a panic attack. “The Skulls are coming for the wedding as well. Lash and Angel should be around for it, too.”
“Good, I’ve got to go, Pussy. Please keep in touch. I miss you.”
“Miss you, too, babe.”
He closed his cell phone, watching the young girl. Glancing past her and around the street he expected to see her stepfather or her mother. No one was in sight.
Frowning, he approached the girl. For some reason, he didn’t like seeing her upset.
“Who’s there?” she asked, the moment he got close.
“It’s okay, babe, are you okay?”
She stared at his chest and frowned.
“Who are you? I don’t recognize your voice.”
Her brown hair caught the sun and the length looked full and glossy. The urge to reach out and stroke the strands suddenly struck him hard.
“The name’s Pu—Shane Wilkins. I’m part of the Chaos Bleeds crew.”
“The biker group that has everyone in a fit?” she asked, still looking at his chest.
“Honey, you got a problem with looking me in the face?” he asked, getting annoyed. Was she too good to look him in the eyes?
Her cheeks went pink. “I’m so sorry. I thought I was.”
“Unbelievable.”
Pussy went to walk away annoyed with the rebuke when she reached out. Her hand encountered thin air, and she reached out again. The frustration was easy for him to see.
“Please, I’m not being mean, I promise. Erm, I’m blind. I can’t see anything.” She looked left then right, and it was then Pussy recognized her reactions. The noises were quiet, but she kept her eyes focused in front of her. They were pretty eyes, but they didn’t see a thing.
“Sasha, honey.” A male voice interrupted the moment. He recognized the stepfather Ashley hated. Sasha tensed, and her nails sank into his flesh. The fear was evident in her tense posture as her stepfather approached. “Get your grubby hands off my daughter.”
Stepping back, Pussy stared at the young girl, the young blind girl who was terrified of the man coming to take her. The protective instincts inside him rose, and all he wanted to do was stop the man from taking her.
There was nothing for him to do but watch her leave. Within seconds, Sasha Carmichael had impacted his world, and he didn’t know what he was going to do.
Yeah, he did. Pussy was going to do everything in his power to protect her.
The End