Tirone (The Night Skulls MC #2)(60)

She winced, touching the scar on the back of her head. “I…” Her eyes reddened.

“Hey, you don’t have to talk about it now. Doc said you need to rest and take it easy. You had an anxiety attack. I’m not going anywhere. When you’re ready, baby girl, I’m all ears.”

She inhaled a deep breath and nodded. Then she labored a smile. “I didn’t know you smoked.”

“I only quit a few months ago.”

“Because of me?”

“For you.”

“Thank you, but you don’t have to. I don’t have a personal affinity toward cigarettes or lack of thereof because I never smoked before to know.” I loved her mouth that spewed out big words and sucked in my big cock. She licked her lips, spying my lighter and pack in my pocket.

“You wanna try?”

She shrugged with a smile. “If it’s okay.”

I put a cigarette between my lips and lit it. Then I put it in her mouth, my fingers caressing her soft lips. She closed them around the cigarette butt, and it felt better than porn. It wasn’t just having her lips where mine just touched or picturing her mouth around my cock instead of the cigarette that gave me an instant hard-on. It was the idea of that innocent, little girl that was mine to corrupt that was even hotter.

She held the cigarette between two stiff fingers and took a drag. A little too fast. Her face wrinkled as she broke into a wild cough, and I couldn’t help laughing.

“Why on earth,” she coughed, “would anybody want, let alone love, that?”

“When you do it right, you’ll know.” I waited for her to recover and then put the cigarette back between her lips.

She looked up at my eyes so innocently, waiting for instructions.

I leaned in for a whisper. “Suck it. Slowly.”

Flushed, she puckered her lips around the butt and took another drag, slowly as I said, setting me on fire, while the cigarette glowed on her face and in her magical eyes. Then when the white smoke trailed out of her mouth, I was far gone. “Fuck, baby.”

“Did I do it wrong?”

I bit my lip on a laugh “Nah. You did it so fucking right.”

“I still don’t like it, though.”

“I’m too selfish to tell you to stop. You look sexy as fuck when you smoke.”

She tucked her hair behind her ear. “Oh. I thought…”

“What?”

A long sigh lagged out of her chest. Then she put her hand in her pocket and brought out the engagement ring. “I don’t know if you still want me to wear it. I certainly know I don’t deserve it.”

I stared at her for a while, and then I took the ring. She wouldn’t meet my gaze, so I tipped her chin up with my finger. Fuck, she was crying again. She dragged the back of her hand over her eyes. “I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“Everything. I’m a liar, a cheat and a fucking threat. You haven’t seen a good day since I set foot here. I’ve made so many mistakes. I hurt you, and now I’m the one crying. I’m pathetic, I know.”

I crouched down in front of her. “Don’t be so harsh on yourself, baby girl. You’re just young. We all did shit when we were young. You’re just too innocent to realize you’re a saint compared to any of us.” I rested her palm on mine and slid the ring on her finger.

She gasped. “What are you doing?”

“Putting this right where it fucking belonged.” I smiled at her. “You’ll never take it off.”

“But, Laius, this is… I can’t believe this.”

“What, you thought I’d leave you?”

“Yes. It’s the right thing to do.”

“When I’m fucking dead, maybe, but even that is questionable. I’m never letting you go, Jo. Even if you grew fucking horns and brought hellfire to burn us all, you’re mine to keep forever.”

Her pie hole agape, she just stared at me. “Look, if you’re doing this to protect me, you don’t have to worry about me. I can change my name and disappear again. They won’t find me.”

“I. Won’t. Let. You. Go. You. Are. Mine. To protect and to fuck. Only mine. You hear me, Jo? Only mine.”

“You can’t possibly want me after all that’s happened.”

I took her hand and put it on my erection. The hiss she gave was pure delight. “Oh, I want you all right. You know what I don’t want?” I wiped her tears with my thumb like I always did. “I don’t want to see any more tears in your eyes. Those fuckers who hurt you and killed Madeline, I promise I’ll rip them in pieces right in front of you.”

“Holy fucking cow! Fuck me if that ain’t a ring.” Fort appeared out of nowhere, pointing a beefy finger at Jo’s hand.

I chuckled while she looked like a deer caught in headlights. “Can…can you please keep it down?” she asked. “No one knows yet.”

“Sure, ma’am,” he snorted. “Y’all! Prez is tying the fucking knot!”

Her jaw fell open as she threw her hands in the air. Laughing, I got to my feet, helping her up, too. Then I folded my arm around her waist, bringing her close. “Giddy up. There ain’t no going back from here. You’re stuck on me, baby girl.”