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“I’ve never seen you like this with a woman before.”

  “I’ve never felt like this before. I don’t know. She makes me happy, crazy, and she makes me want to be better for her,” Pixie said. “I’m heading over to see her. Don’t tell anyone about us.”

  “Cora will know.”

  “She’s your woman. Ask her not to tell anyone.”

  James raised his brow.

  “Please, I don’t ask for much.”

  “You ask for more than enough.”

  “Please.”

  “Two pleases in one day.” James reached out, touching his head, and Pixie swatted him away. “Are you okay?”

  “I’m more than okay. Will you do it?”

  “Yes, yes, don’t worry. Your secret affair will remain so for as long as you need it.”

  “Thank you.”

  “Be careful, Pixie. I don’t want you to get too involved.”

  “Worried I’ll get hurt?”

  “Yes.”

  “Don’t worry about me. I’ll take care of myself.” Pixie slapped him on the shoulder then straddled his bike.

  Taking off out of the clubhouse, he made his way back toward Suzy’s apartment. He spent so much time there, it was starting to feel like he actually lived there.

  Parking his bike up, he hummed as he travelled up the same stairs, and got to her apartment. He didn’t bother knocking. Instead, he used the key he’d semi-stolen. It wasn’t really stolen. Yes, he’d stolen a set of keys in order to get this key, but it wasn’t stolen.

  He closed and locked the door behind him.

  The apartment was silent, and there wasn’t even a sound coming from Fluffy. His dick was rock hard, and he wanted inside her again.

  Removing his leather jacket, he started getting naked as he made his way toward her room.

  When he entered, he saw her lying on the bed, legs spread, and playing with her beautiful pussy just as he’d showed her. She looked fucking perfect, and he was so horny from watching her.

  “Now that is a sight I could get used to.”

  He removed his boots and jeans. Standing naked before her, he wrapped his fingers around his cock.

  This was his domain. He was king in the bedroom, and he could do whatever the hell he wanted. Suzy had given him permission, and he intended to take it.

  “Give me a taste.”

  She stopped playing with her pretty pussy, and knelt up, offering her fingers for him to suck. Holding her wrist, he sucked her cream-drenched fingers, tasting her.

  “Delicious,” he said, noticing her blushing cheeks.

  Sliding his fingers up the inside of her thigh, he touched her slit, finding her soaked already.

  “Baby, you’re so wet for me.”

  He thrust a finger inside her, pumping in and out before moving it against her clit, stroking her.

  “Please,” she said.

  “You know I like to play.” He took her hand, and wrapped it around his dick. Showing her exactly what he wanted, he released her hand, and focused on her pussy. Finding her clit, he pinched the nub, listening to her moan.

  With each tease, the more her arousal grew until her cum soaked his hand. He loved making her so wet. When he finally fucked her, she was always screaming and begging for more. “I’m going to have you screaming my name so loud that when you’re talking to my brother tomorrow your voice is hoarse.”

  “Please, Pixie.”

  “What do you want, baby?”

  “I want you. I need you. Please.”

  “You want me to fuck you?”

  “Yes. I want it so badly.”

  “You want me to fuck your pussy.”

  “Yes.”

  She ran her hands up and down his dick.

  Pulling his fingers from her cunt, he licked the cream right off. “Suck my dick, baby.”

  Chapter Three

  Moving off the bed, Suzy went to her knees before him. Something happened to her when he was in control. She loved the way Pixie took charge, and there was no fighting. Neither of them battled anything when they were together in this moment. She submitted to him, and he dominated her. It wasn’t a BDSM thing. He was the man, and she was the woman.

  Her pussy was on fire for him, and the more he prolonged it, the more aroused she became.

  Wrapping her fingers around the length of his dick, she saw the pre-cum gathering out of the little tip at the top. Flicking her tongue over it, she relished the guttural sounds he made. His whole body seemed to shake with the simple touch of her tongue.

  “You have no idea what you do to me. You suck cock so damn good,” he said.

  She moaned around his dick, taking more of him to the back of her throat. She took him as deep as she could without retching.

  “Fuck, baby.” He pumped his hips, and she released his cock to hold onto his thighs. Glancing up at him, she saw he was staring down at her.

  He gripped her hair and held onto her, taking over the pace she used.

  Slowly, he started to fuck her face, and she sucked him in deep. When he hit the back of her throat, he didn’t pull back immediately. He waited a few seconds, and finally pulled back. Bracing his legs, he started to take long, steady thrusts, moving inside her mouth as he did.

  “I love seeing my dick in your mouth. It’s so much better than my imagination.”

  He loved talking throughout, and she loved hearing him. His voice made her forget about her fears and worries, and she focused all on him.

  “Take all of it.” He thrust into her mouth, and normally she would have withdrawn, but this time, she relaxed and took him as deep as he wanted to go. Staring up into his eyes, she trusted him to know what to do with her body.

  Tears came to her eyes, and he pulled back, giving her time to catch her breath. He did this several times before pulling away. He dropped down to his knees, took hold of her face, and slammed his lips down on hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him in close. Her body pressed up against his, and she loved how hard he was to her softness. His chest, arms, and back were covered in tattoos. She loved tracing over them when they were alone.

  He broke away from the kiss and trailed his lips down her neck, sucking on her pulse, flicking his tongue across down to her breasts, and over her nipples. She licked her suddenly dry lips, moaning as he captured a nipple and sucked it into his mouth. He sucked one nipple hard, then moved onto the next, sucking her into his mouth. She opened her eyes, and saw them in the mirror across from the bed. He was so much bigger than she was, in every single way.

  Being with Pixie made her feel small, delicate, different.

  “I need to taste you.”

  He stood, grabbing her and pushing her to the bed. Before she could do anything else, he had her legs spread, and was resting between them.

  She went to her elbows, and watched as he swiped his tongue through her pussy. Screaming his name, she closed her eyes, loving the way his tongue danced over her clit. He slid down, fucking inside her before moving back up to suck her clit.

  Pushing her pussy up to his face, she ran her fingers into his hair, holding onto his head as she did.

  He flicked her clit. His movements were slow, and she loved it when he took his time. Sometimes a quickie was not what she enjoyed. There were times and places for that. On rare occasions they got her apartment and they were able to take their time. Since Grace had moved out, and Chloe began to go steady with Richard, they had more time.

  Suddenly, Pixie stopped, and got off the bed, leaving her hanging.

  “What are you doing?” she asked.

  “It’s time for me to show you my little toy.”

  She had looked all over the bedroom, and couldn’t find it.

  He moved over the bed so that his dick was in her face. Rolling her eyes, she looked up to find him pulling a small brown paper bag from beside the bed. He’d hidden it between her drawers and bed.

  “You made sure I couldn’t find it.”

  “You’d throw it out.”r />
  He sat back, and she sat up, waiting to see what he had for her.

  What he pulled back had her shaking her head. “No, Pixie.”

  “You haven’t tried it.”

  Her cheeks heated, and she glared at him. “It’s an out hole!”

  “And I’m asking you to trust me, and it will be amazing.”

  Tucking her hair behind her ear, she bit her lip. They had done a lot together in the past year. Pixie kept trying to take it to the next step.

  She didn’t know how anyone could want to have anal sex, and that was what he wanted.

  “This is a starter kit.”

  “Pixie?”

  “Please, look, if you don’t like it, we’ll stop, and I won’t push for it.”

  “Why do you want to do this?” she asked.

  “I want you.”

  “You have me.”

  “No, I want to own every part of you.”

  “Is this some kind of weird guy thing?”

  “Nope. This is just me. I want every part of you.” He stroked her cheek and leaned in kissing her lips.

  This was where she questioned if she knew the real Pixie. He seemed almost possessive in his need for her.

  He held up a very small dildo, some lube, and she even noticed a chocolate bar.

  “You’re going to bribe me with chocolate?”

  “Why not? It works for every other woman.”

  She glared at him, climbing off the bed. “You’re going to mention how you’ve fucked every other woman!” She stormed out of her room, glancing over her shoulder to see him following her. “Asshole!”

  “I’ve never needed chocolate to convince a woman to sleep with me, or to fuck their ass.”

  “Oh, and that is supposed to be a good thing. So now I’m too hard, and you need to convince me to screw with chocolate.”

  He growled. “You’re turning everything I say around.”

  “Am not!” She whirled around, not caring that she was completely naked. “You’re being a pain in the ass, and difficult. You’re not fair.”

  She folded her arms, glaring at him. The mention of other women made her so angry, so upset, and it made her want to cry.

  Gritting her teeth, she didn’t want to think of him with other women, more experienced women. She had been a virgin, and didn’t know any tricks to keep a man. The thought of Pixie with other women hurt her. She was jealous, and again that just made her so angry. It wasn’t like she didn’t know the kind of man he was. She knew who he was, and he was a horrible person.

  With the sweetest nature he keeps hidden.

  “How many women have you fucked in the ass? Why don’t you go back to them, and let them have what they want? I’m too frigid for you to handle.”

  Tears started to fall, and she wiped them out of the way.

  “Suzy,” he said, his voice very soft.

  “What?”

  “Look at me.”

  Gritting her teeth once again, she focused on him. He kept his distance, and she couldn’t help but take in his naked form. Pixie was a sexy, well-built, god of a man, which made everything so unfair.

  It only served to make her more insecure. He was in a club surrounded by women who would do anything for him. She was afraid. No, not only afraid, but skittish as well. What if it really hurt?

  “I wasn’t comparing you to any woman that has been in my bed,” Pixie said. “In fact, I never give other women much care. They tend to want to do things dirty with the club. They don’t need chocolate.”

  “Why say it then?”

  “Oh, because women love chocolate, and that’s why I did the comparison.”

  “Oh,” she said.

  “I’d never compare you, Suzy. No other woman can ever compare to you.”

  “How can you say that?” she asked.

  “How can I not?”

  “I was a virgin. Don’t you ever get bored telling me what to do?”

  He laughed, and that didn’t help. Spinning on her heel, she walked toward her fridge, and before she could open it, he caught her arm, and slammed her against it. It wasn’t hard, and she glared at him. “What the hell are you doing?”

  “I’m going to give you a bit of a reality check right now.”

  “Pixie.”

  “Shut up. I’ve done a lot of shit for you over the past year. I’ve kept us a secret, and it was you that told my brother today. Now, yes, you were a virgin, and I wasn’t expecting that. I admit it freely.”

  She went to argue with him again, but he stopped her by pressing his palm over her face stopping her.

  “I told you to shut up, and I meant it. You can talk back to me when I’m done but until then, shh!”

  Suzy wanted to glare at him but relaxed, waiting for him to finish.

  “You being a virgin took me back, but I like it. I know I’m an asshole when I say this, but I like the fact no one else has touched you. You’re all mine, and no other man will ever know how damn hot and sexy you are. I mean it, Suzy. I haven’t touched another woman since I’ve been with you, even before I’ve been with you. I got you the chocolate as a joke, and hoped we could share it. I want to do everything with you, know your whole body.” Slowly, he removed his hand. “I’m speaking the truth.”

  “The chocolate was for us to share?”

  “Yes. I didn’t even think of other women.”

  “I believe you. I overreacted.” She ran fingers through her hair. “I’m so sorry.”

  “You don’t have to be sorry. Just allow me to actually talk to you.”

  “I will. I promise.”

  ****

  Late that night Pixie stared up at the ceiling with Suzy curled up against him. He’d seen the sadness in her eyes, and also the fear. She really didn’t think she was good enough for him, and that was so far from the truth.

  He wanted to own every single part of her, all the time. He couldn’t even recall a time when he didn’t think about her, need her. James and Drake had each talked about their need, and he’d always thought it would be a nightmare. Never had he known jealousy like he did with Suzy. When he’d visited her at work, it had driven him crazy watching men flirt with her.

  She never saw it, but then, she wasn’t a guy.

  Turning to look at her, he stroked a finger down her cheek. She sighed, and snuggled in against him. He should leave, but each day that he fell asleep with her in his arms it got harder to leave her.

  After their little argument, they had eaten something, watched a little television, and then made love well into the night.

  Suzy sighed and ran her hand across his chest. “Are you leaving tonight?” she asked, startling him.

  “I thought you were asleep.”

  “I was.” She held him a little tighter. “You don’t have to leave if you don’t want to.”

  “You sure?”

  “You’re the one who always left. I never actually told you to.” She rested her head on his chest. “You’re so comfortable.”

  He didn’t want to leave.

  “I’m going to stay here.”

  “Okay.”

  Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed the top of her head, and closed his eyes. Sleep came to him quickly.

  There was no way he’d been asleep all that long before an alarm was blaring, and waking him up.

  Opening his eyes, he glanced down to see Suzy moaning as she rolled over, and turned her alarm clock off.

  Even though he didn’t feel like he’d been sleeping all that long, it was still the best sleep he’d ever had.

  “Crap, I’ve got to get ready.” She climbed out of the bed, and he watched her ass wiggle as she left the room.

  He could get used to this.

  She appeared back in the bedroom. “Do you have anywhere else to be?”

  “I’ll take you to the club, but right now, I have another little problem.”

  “What problem?” she asked.

  He moved the blanket out of the way, showing off his morning wo
od.

  “Don’t all men have that?”

  “Yep.”

  She folded her arms. “What exactly do you want me to do with that?”

  “Come here.” He held his hand out, and she moved toward him. Pixie took hold of her hand, and pulled her so that she fell against him. He moved her so that she straddled his lap.

  “Now, I’ve got something even better.” He lifted her up, and aligned his cock against her entrance.

  Sliding a finger inside her, he found she was already wet.

  “It looks like someone else is having a little morning problem.”

  “I liked being in your arms all night.”

  He helped her lower down onto his dick. They were naked together, and he knew he should stop, and put on a condom. He didn’t want to though. There was no way she was getting rid of him, and he wanted to own every part of her.

  The feel of her naked pussy gripping him drove him crazy.

  “You’re so fucking perfect,” he said.

  “This is what you wanted?” she asked.

  “Hell yeah, this is the way I should wake up every morning.” He gripped her hips, and moved her up and down his shaft, driving deeper inside her.

  Suzy moaned, and he watched his dick disappear within her body, her perfect cunt gripping him tightly as he fucked her.

  “Please, Pixie,” she said.

  “Give it to me, baby.” Releasing her hips, he slipped his fingers through her slit and started to stroke over her clit. Her teeth sank into her lip as she tried to contain her sounds. “I want to hear you scream my name. Don’t fight it. Give it all to me.”

  “It feels so good, Pixie, so good.”

  “I know.” He teased her clit, feeling each little quiver and tightening of her cunt around his cock. She felt fucking wonderful, and he didn’t want it to stop. In fact, he wanted to fill her with his spunk, and do it all over again. Pixie waited until she came, flooding his dick with her cream, and then he flipped her onto her back, and rode her hard.

  He grabbed her hands, pinning them on either side of her head, claiming her lips at the same time as he fucked her pussy. He branded her as his own. Suzy belonged to him. One day soon he hoped for the whole of the club to know the truth so he didn’t have to hide it anymore.

  There was no other woman for him. He’d accepted it, and now he wanted her to accept it as well.