burn was tremendous. The pleasure fierce. Almost brutal. They both needed it so much, but he wasn’t ready for that.
He guided her, letting her ride his cock slowly, so that her tight muscles grasped and milked greedily, surrounding him, strangling, all the while growing hotter each time she seated herself all the way and then rose up again. After a few minutes, when she was gasping and trying to wrest control from him, he stopped moving and forced her to stay still. He was immensely strong, and she was no match for him.
“You loved me every minute you were away from me,” he prompted.
She nodded, frowning, trying to see where he was going with it. He could feel her heartbeat pounding right into his cock. Every pulse of her blood. It was sexy and hot and made him feel closer than ever to her.
“Say it.”
“I didn’t want to, Steele, but I loved you every minute, every second, I was away from you. I cried myself to sleep nearly every night and I dreamt about you.”
“And you love me even more now that you’re with me.”
He lifted her and thrust hard, so that fire streaked through both of them. Her breath caught, and she threw her head back, her lashes lowering.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“You want to stay with me.” He made that a statement.
She went still. Her gaze searched his face and then she framed it with her hands. “More than you could possibly know, Steele. I want to spend my life with you. I love you and I know no one else is ever going to do for me, but I’m not the same girl. I have a son and I have to figure out what’s best for him.”
“I’m best for him. Can you honestly think I wouldn’t take care of him? Protect him?”
“You have to love him, Steele.”
“I’m capable of feeling for my children, Bree,” he said gently. “More than anything, I want a family with you. You’ve got one foot out the door, and I need that commitment from you. I need to know you’re mine.”
Breezy stared at him for a long time, her gaze moving over his face, clearly searching for something there, some sign she needed from him. Suddenly, she leaned into him, the action tightening her sheath around his cock even more, sending fiery spears through his groin and flames licking over his body. She settled her lips on his, kissing him, her tongue stroking and caressing until he took over and kissed her back. He rolled them abruptly, taking her to her back, pinning her under him.
“I want to be with you more than anything. I want a family with you. I can’t pretend I’m still not leery of the club. I know you won’t leave it for me …”
“Baby, don’t put it like that. You know I can’t. I’m not whole. They keep me from going off the deep end. Not like you do, but I have to be with them. I am Torpedo Ink. If you love me, you love the club. It’s really that simple.”
Blanketing her body, he began to move in her. Gently. He rested his weight on his forearms and now he framed her face with his large hands. Staring into her eyes, so she could see his love as clearly as he did hers, he kept the slow building of that inferno between them.
“Give yourself to me, Breezy. Let me have you. I swear you won’t regret it. I’ll take care of you in the club.”
Her eyes went wet, and his heart plunged. She wasn’t going to give him what he needed, and she always had. No matter what, when his mind had been chaotic, and his demons had risen to consume him, she had taken it all away, ready to sacrifice herself for him. For a moment he could barely breathe. Barely think. He’d lost her. He’d lost the intense way she loved him. His body went still, and he found himself having to fight for air.
“I’ve been trying to find out things about the club, so I could better make a decision for Zane. Right now, for me, I would give up everything to be with you. I would accept life in the club and trust you to take care of me. My hesitation isn’t about loving you or trusting you with me. It isn’t even the club for me anymore. It’s about whether or not I think the life is best for Zane.”