Six-Gun - Winter Travers Page 0,44
I had really pissed him off and crossed the line of no return.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered.
His mouth covered my nipple, and he flicked it with his tongue. His hand grabbed the other and tweaked the bud with his fingers.
“Does this mean you forgive me?” I moaned.
He lifted his head, and his eyes were filled with desire.
Desire for me.
“I was until you decided to not play fair. Playing with your tits while I try to yell at you doesn’t work well for me.” He pinched my nipple and the slight tug of pain went straight to my core.
“Do that again,” I whispered.
His pupils dilated, and he’s tweaked it a little harder.
Oh, yeah. That was nice.
“Just so you know, it is now fair game to get undressed to distract the other when we argue,” he warned.
His tongue snaked out and licked the valley between my breasts. I bucked my hips and moaned. “You start playing with your dick and I can guarantee you’ll win every argument, hands down.”
Six-Gun chuckled. “I’ll keep that in mind.”
I snaked my hand between us and popped open the button of his jeans. I wedged my hand into his pants and found his cock. “Have I mentioned I love the fact you don’t wear underwear?”
“You’ve mentioned it a time or two before,” he grunted.
I mentioned it every time we had sex. So easily accessible for me to stoke and play with.
“Stop for one second, Memphis,” he called. He looked down at me. “Did you hear what I said before?”
I nodded sheepishly. I had. I knew what Raelyn and I had done was stupid. Raelyn and I had both agreed that maybe we could try snooping around online and see if we could find out anything. I had remembered what Menace’s real name was so we were going to start there. “I’m not leaving without you. I’m okay with that. As long as you keep taking me for rides after work, I’ll be fine.”
A small smile graced his lips. “You like being on the back of my bike, Memphis?”
I did. I loved it. Just like I loved this man staring at me.
It was fast.
It was hot.
But most of all, it felt right.
I’m sure there were people out there who would say I’d gone too fast with Six-Gun. I should have waited to make sure I wasn’t broken anymore.
But who was to say what was right?
I was the one in the moment. The one who had lived through days trapped with Jester.
I had lived through it, and I had come out on the other side with a man who didn’t run from me. Who stood by and gave me time. He gave me the choice to choose him.
Lying bed with this man was my choice.
I choose him four weeks ago, and I’d choose him every day for forever.
“What was it Raelyn said it meant if a woman was on the back of your bike?” I asked. I knew the answer, but I wanted to hear Six-Gun say it.
“If you’re riding on the back of my bike, you’re riding my dick.”
Laughter shook my body. “Then you better free my friend and let me go for a ride, Six-Gun. I don’t want to ride on the back of your bike and not be on your dick.”
He leaned in and pressed a kiss to my lips. “You know you’re a little bit crazy, right, doll?”
I shrugged and hooked my thumbs in the waist of his pants. “Yeah, probably. But I think you like it.”
He lifted his hips, and I tugged his pants down.
“I don’t like it.”
My hands froze, and my eyes darted to his. Fear rocked my body.
What? He didn’t like it?
This was me, and he didn’t like it?
He reached up and brushed my hair from my face. “I love it, Memphis.”
My heart started to beat again.
“Just like I love you.”
Air whooshed back in to my lungs.
“I love you, Memphis. Everything you are and will be, I love.”
He knew I was always changing. Figuring out who I was and wanted to be. My past had changed me, and he was okay with that.
He loved it.
He loved me.
“Even when I don’t listen to you and then have to grab my boobs to distract you.”
He chuckled and nodded his head. “I don’t love when you don’t listen, but I gotta say I love when you touch yourself. You could do that when you’re not trying to distract me.”
File that away as something to do later.
I leaned into him and pressed a kiss to his lips.