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“Goddamn right I am,” Sonny growled and thrust faster.
Nailing her g-spot with every stroke, Sonny hit her pleasure point as her body undulated, trying to get more. The buildup was heady and spiraling out of control as she clutched the bedsheets in her hands, tearing one corner clean off the mattress. He reached down and rubbed her sensitive clit, and her body tightened, she was almost there.
“Come for me, baby,” Sonny implored, his face flushed, the scar on his cheek pulling tight as he seared her with his gaze.
The coil of desire spread through her body and with one more stroke to her clit, she was gone. Her orgasm washed through her, the burst of pleasure so intense she screamed his name as her body writhed and shuddered.
In the hazy aftermath, she felt Sonny’s body stiffen in response as he reached his climax and yelled out her name. She felt the heat of his cum through the condom, as his hips continued to move. All she could hear was the rapid swoosh of her heartbeat and Sonny murmuring her name. She barely had a chance to catch her breath when he slid her legs down and around his hips and leaned down to claim her mouth again.
Sonny’s kisses were slower now but just as seductive. He took his time, exploring her mouth, leaving her with an aching sweetness and a taste for more.
More kisses, more sex, more Sonny.
As their breathing slowed and their bodies cooled, she ran her hand over his back, finally voiced the question that had been hovering at the back of her mind ever since she touched him.
“What happened, Sonny?”
Sonny tensed under her touch, but she wouldn’t allow him to withdraw from her. Avery held on tight.
They’d both seen and done a lot of shit that would make most people run for the hills. But she wasn’t turned off by his scars or anything about him. Hell, she couldn’t even resist the grumpy way he snapped at her.
Sonny lowered his body down over hers as they lay joined, head to toe.
God, that felt fucking amazing.
Instead of answering her right away, he kissed her again, then cupped her face in his hands.
“Not now. But someday, when I’m ready, I’ll tell you,” he murmured, his voice so deep but soft, she barely heard the words.
She nodded and kissed him in return.
Someday was better than nothing.
19
SONNY
Sleep wouldn’t come.
After Sonny got rid of the condom and cleaned up, he strolled back to bed and pulled Avery back into his arms. Neither of them said anything else, they just lay there in the aftermath. After a few minutes, her breathing slowed, and Sonny watched her sleep. Noting every detail about her in a way he couldn’t do when she was awake, with others around. He’d get razzed by his brothers for sure just having her stay the night, never mind getting caught staring at her beautiful face.
And what about Gage?
Fuck, sleeping with the president’s daughter had to be some kind of club violation. How the fuck was Gage gonna react when he found out? That was the wild card. Sonny was cold and deadly, but Gage had his own brand of justice and there was no doubt that the President was protective of Avery. As he should be. Still, Sonny had no regrets.
Avery was trouble, and Sonny was proof.
He’d never been so attentive to a lover before, so much that he cared more about her pleasure than his own. Her pleasure became his.
So much for being the devil’s bastard.
Then again, just ‘cause she brought out a different side of him, didn’t mean he wasn’t the same asshole he’d always been. She was as crazy as he was, like his partner in crime.
And the sex? Fuck, sex with Avery was so much better than good, he had no goddamn words to describe it. And she’d fucked with more than his body. He didn’t recognize himself and the strange, achy feeling rolling around inside him that had nowhere to go. Part of him wanted to get up and run away as fast as he could, and the other part wanted to stay in this moment forever.
What the fucking hell had she done to him?
Rolling to his side, he reached back over his shoulder and felt the raised flesh of one of his scars. Usually, he didn’t bother getting undressed when he fucked. Didn’t want to, didn’t need to. And it avoided the inevitable questions that followed. He’d never had a woman touch him there or see his scars. Most of them were hidden by the tattoos on his back and upper arms so from a distance you couldn’t tell. But by touch, there was no mistaking them.
