An Outlaw Monster (Back Down Devil MC #10)(65)

The word little with me facing his cock didn’t go together. There was nothing little about Trent.

I kissed the tip of his dick and licked my lips, tasting him. I opened my mouth and welcomed in, feeling my mouth forcefully stretching to accommodate him. As I eased down his cock, his steel rod felt like it was getting even thicker. His other hand touched the back of my head and pressed, wanting more of me. I slowly kept going until my lips touched his hand as he held his cock still. He then started to move his hand, jerking himself while he was in my mouth. I couldn’t help myself as I groaned, my body aching for him to have me.

When he took his hand from the back of my head I slowly eased back and off him. I then grabbed the head of his cock with my hand and started to stroke him. Feeling the wicked definition of his tip made my * quiver. I then went at him again, repeating the same move.

As he jerked himself into my mouth for a second time, I saw the way his stomach moved. He liked it. He liked me. Fuck that. He loved me.

When I pulled off him again, I hurried to lean back on the bed. My right hand grabbed for his cock and I pulled.

“I need you inside me,” I said. “I need it. Fill me, Trent. Please.”

Trent leaned forward and placed his hand to my lower belly. He then guided his cock to my slit and wasted no time thrusting at me. I watched his cock disappear inside me as a wild fullness overtook my body. His hands grabbed at the top of my legs as he stood at the edge of bed, buried deep inside me.

“Ah, f*ck, darling,” he growled.

He pulled back and thrust again, his body colliding with mine. The sound was wet, thanks to my body, thanks to his capabilities.

He held me right there at the edge of the bed and f*cked me. Each thrust was full, hard, deep, and noisy. I grabbed for my breasts to keep them from bouncing so much and that only seemed to turn Trent on even more. He sped up and never slowed back down.

He pounded me into another orgasm and pounded me until he started to come too.

He f*cked me so hard and wild and then suddenly stopped, letting himself go. I felt the way his dick throbbed and shot into me, over and over. Trent started to move again, gently f*cking me, allowing me to move my body against his pulsing dick, squeezing every last drop out of him.

And even then… he didn’t stop.

Still inside me, Trent pushed me back and climbed up on the bed. He carried me to the pillows and placed his body down to mine. Slowly, Trent started to f*ck me again. Gently thrusting though, easing out and easing back into me. I was far from done and I could feel that he was the same way.

He kissed my chest and trailed a line up to my mouth and started to kiss me. I wrapped my arms around him and we held each other. The kiss broke long enough for the two of us to meet eyes. I realized right then he was making love to me. I quickly bit at his bottom lip, pulling and grinning. He did it to me. His dick thickened back to its steel touch and I thrust my hips at him.

We didn’t speed up. We didn’t slow down.

We were together.

We loved each other.

**

“Are you sure about this?” I asked as we stood at the door.

Behind us, the guys were all ready to go. I was the only problem in the situation and apparently Trent’s father was the solution somehow.

“Listen to me,” Trent said. “I just need you to sit here. That’s it. Don’t talk to him. Don’t look at him. I have to settle this shit right now, okay? As soon as we’re done, I’m coming back to get you. Then we’re free.”

“Then you’re going to kill him,” I said, knowing I was going to touch a nerve.

Trent’s lip curled. “That’s my f*cking problem, darling, not yours. You need to be safe. This is the only place I could take you. Okay?”

I nodded.

Trent pounded on the door and when it opened, I was faced with Trent’s father. They really didn’t look too much alike, which was good. Trent towered over his father and was easily three times his size.

“Come on in,” his father said.

“Harlee, this is Tom, my father,” Trent said. He then pointed to a chair. “I want you to hang out there, darling. I’ll be in touch no matter what, I promise.”

He walked me to the chair and sat me down. I stared up at him. I grabbed the opening of his leather cut and bit my lip. I couldn’t help but think about him opening his zipper and taking out his beautiful cock. I wanted to stroke him, suck him, and ride him until he came inside me.

“It’ll be okay,” he whispered. “I promise you.”

“Do what you need to do, Trent,” I said. “Don’t worry about me. Be the monster. Be the enforcer. Save your club.”

Trent grabbed my left hand and ran his hand across the diamond.

“You know, I wanted to give this ring to someone that mattered to me,” he said. “I wanted to try and make some sense of normalcy out of the madness I lived in. The thing is… watching her walk away… I never went after her. I always thought it was because I was doing the right thing. I was letting her go and letting her live her own life. But you know what? That was all bullshit. She wasn’t the right one. She wasn’t the one who was supposed to wear this ring. Or wear my ink. Or become my old lady.” Trent slowly turned the diamond ring on my finger, spinning it. He looked at the ring and then at me again. “Now I get it, darling. You’re supposed to wear this ring. This ain’t no joke for me anymore. This ain’t about saving your ass either. This is about us being together. Got that?”