Karma (Kings of Rebellion MC Book 1) - K.T Fisher Page 0,95
you have in mind?”
“I’m thinking that you need to be naked.” He wiggles his eyebrows.
“Really?” I continue to laugh. “Because, I was thinking the exact same thing.”
“You were thinking that you needed to be naked?” He jokes and I throw a pillow at him.
“That you were naked, dickhead.” Brandon nods his head and then carefully removes his leather vest, treating it with respect.
“I’ll strip if you do.” He offers and I eagerly stand and remove my clothing.
I’m not getting undressed to be horny and have sex. I’ve needed this since Brandon saved me from Demon. I need to feel him, all of him. I watch as he removes his shirt, almost drooling at the sight of his toned body. His sculptured stomach, thick arms and muscled thighs. Brandon slowly walks over to me, closing the distance between us and my eyes close as he wraps me in his arms and breathes me in. My neck tingles from the small gesture. He begins to undress me, revealing my own body to him. My body is aching for him, not for pleasure but for assurance. I want skin to skin, the way a new born is calmed after the stressful birth. I need to be calmed by Brandon’s hot skin.
When Bradon has stripped, we look at each other and admire who is standing in front of the other. I marvel at his beautiful body and gorgeous tattoos. His cock is hard and my body quivers in reaction. Brandon slowly walks back to me and holds my face in his hands.
“I love you, Lauren.” My eyes widen at his words. “I knew it before you were gone, but I was fucking scared. When I lost you, I was scared I’d never get to tell you. So I’m telling you now, I love you.”
My breath hitches and I smile through happy tears. “I love you, too.”
He holds me in his arms and I shudder, feeling so many emotions I don’t know which one to focus on. We crawl into bed, Brandon still holding onto me.
“I just want to feel you.” He admits, squeezing me harder.
“I want that too.” I smile as I melt into his warm body.
We continue to lie naked together, completely alone, just touching and it’s exactly what we both needed.
Chapter 60
Brandon
I fucking love having Lauren back in my arms. It’s the best feeling I’ve ever known. I loved seeing her smiling and laughing with her friends, but I saw how tired she was and I wanted to be alone with her. It didn’t take long for her to fall asleep and I took the opportunity to watch her. She’s so fucking beautiful, with her long black hair falling over the pillow and her long thick lashes adding colour to her pale face.
When she begins to softly snore, I slowly take my arm from under her and get dressed. I watch Lauren as I dress, making sure she doesn’t wake. She’s being brave for everyone, but I can see the pain in her eyes. I hate that fucker Demon put it back. I need to pay him a little visit.
I quietly close the door behind me. I march down the hallway, and when I come to the main room it’s pretty empty. I do see Devlin though, looking at the bottom of an empty pint glass. I carry on walking, but he spots me and quickly stands.
“Where you going?” He asks me.
“Stupid question,” I answer.
Devlin laughs. “Yeah I guess.”
He continues following me, probably worried what I will do. He should be. When I get to the warehouse door, Scrappy is standing in front of the door. He sighs heavily when he sees me coming.
“Grim, what are you doing here man?” He asks.
“Move aside.” I order.
Scrappy shakes his head. “You really wanna do this?”
I look at him like he’s fucking stupid. “Are you mad? Of course I wanna fucking do this!” I shout. “He fucking tortured my woman, did you forget that?”
Scrappy clenches his jaw and shakes his head. “I know, but Franky said to not let you in.”
“Really?” I ask. “Well I say fuck that.”
I push pass him and Scrappy goes to fight me but Devlin stops him. “Let him, man.” He demands.
Scrappy groans. “Fine, but I only wanted to stop you because of your dad.” He points to me. “I want the dick head dead for what he did to your Old Lady. Lauren is a good chick.”
I let the fact go that he called Lauren a ‘good chick’ and open