OUTLAW KING(12)

I f*cked at Linds harder, faster. My hands moved up her body, under her shirt, holding her at her sides. Her hands slid up to my chest, looking right into my eyes. I couldn’t slow down. I loved the sound of my cock moving in and out of her. That beautiful wet sound.

“Fuck,” she growled.

“Come all over me,” I said. “I want it all, sweetie.”

I leaned closer to Linds, putting her more on the hood of the car. Our bodies were tighter together as I f*cked her. Pulling and thrusting, making sure every spot of her beautiful * was being taken care of and being explored.

We started to kiss again and this time it was sloppy. The right kind of kiss you’d expect when you’re getting f*cked on the hood of a car.

Linds opened her mouth and let out a cry. “King… f*ck…”

“That’s right,” I growled, our lips touching. “King is f*cking you, sweetie. Taking care of everything for you.”

A few seconds I felt her body let go. Her ass jumping off the hood of the car, bouncing against my cock. I pulled back and looked down as our bodies continued to connect over and over. Watching the way she moved those tight hips of hers against my cock, back and forth, back and forth, using my body to pleasure herself.

I sucked in a breath when I felt my balls reach their breaking point. Like a volcano ready to explode, there was no way to prevent it from happening any longer.

My hands moved up her body more, feeling the bottom of her bra. I forced my thumbs under her bra and felt the warm and fullness of her tits. I didn’t stop until my thumbs were able to flick back and forth against her nipples.

Goddammit, we needed more time. It was the greatest peril of our relationship. The way time always wanted to work against us.

I gritted my teeth as I looked at Linds again. Our foreheads touched, her lips quivering, fluttering with whispers that contained words I’d never get a chance to hear.

I growled from deep within my chest, plowing at her even harder.

My steel cock was about to unleash.

The two second leading up to my orgasm all I could do was think about how much I cared about her. How much I loved her. How badly I wanted to keep all those promises I made to her when we were younger.

I felt the first spurt of cum shoot into the condom. I sank into Linds again and held there, thrusting as she rocked her hips, letting her tight * squeeze against my pulsing cock, making damn sure all my cum was out of me and into the condom.

I didn’t kiss her again until I was completely done. I was still inside her. Her skirt flipped up. My jeans opened and down just past my ass.

I put my right hand to the back of her neck and I kissed like it was the last time I’d ever get the chance. The truth was, I never knew when our last kiss was really going to be.

“I f*cking miss this,” I said.

“So do I, King,” she said.

“Look at me, Linds. Right f*cking now.”

I stared at her again. Silence for a few seconds. My thumb stroked her cheek.

“I’ll always protect you. Whatever happens to you. To me. In life. I’ll always protect you.”

She nodded. She touched my face. She gently kissed me. “I know, King. It’s the one thing I can believe in.”

“Don’t even f*cking stop, sweetie. You never know when I’ll be back again.”

I left the comfort of Linds’s body and tossed the condom away.

I kept her panties but fixed her skirt for her.

We parted ways with one more quick kiss and I stood there and watched her walk back to the bar.

I lit up a smoke and blew rings up to the stars.

For the first time in a long f*cking time I was smiling.

It felt good to smile.

That’s what Linds did to me.

I wanted to give her forever, but I knew what was at stake.

I still had to find the f*cking prick that killed my brother and get my revenge.

Maybe then I’d finally get to have Linds for the rest of my life.





9


(King) *NOW*

THE CAR CAME TO A STOP. I had nothing on me to throw at the driver, but I was told he was already taken care of. I opened the back door and stepped out onto the sidewalk as a free man.

A free f*cking man.

The car sped away and I was left with a bag of clothes and notebooks to carry toward the garage. It was almost night, the garage already shut down for the day. On the right side of the lot were cars, trucks, SUVs. On the left was the line of motorcycles.

I spotted my black beauty of a ride and felt my heart race.

I walked right to it, touching the handlebars, the leather seat, crouching down to look at the engine. She smelled amazing. She felt amazing. I couldn’t wait to climb on her and ride her into the horizon.

I stood back up just as the door to the garage office opened.

Noah stood there holding a couple folders in his hand. The second he spotted me, he froze. It was like he saw a ghost. And, shit, that’s what I was to the Reap right then. Nothing but a f*cking ghost.

He dropped the folders from his hands and started to run toward me.

I wasn’t sure if word was going to get out about my release or not to the boys. Everything became a f*cking whirlwind after I signed the papers with Anderson. He was going to keep tabs on me and I was going to give him whatever he wanted. At least that’s what he thought. My job was walk the very fine and dangerous line of keeping Anderson happy and not turning my back on the Reap.