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Was her waist as narrow as I thought it was, and then flared out to her hips?

Would her ass cheeks fit perfectly in my hands when I lifted her up and slammed her into a wall?

To those thoughts alone, I was hard as a fucking rock.

The water helped lubricate it along with the body wash I favored. Damn, but it smelled good. When you’re in country, you can’t use things that are scented, seeing as it can give your position away.

And needing to come back home to her, there wasn’t a thing I would do to chance it.

Even more so now that she was eight-fucking-teen.

Daydreams about what I was going to do to her body after she forgave me.

My eyes were closed, I could feel my body coming to my orgasm.

Thinking about what it would finally feel like when I slid my cock into its forever home.

I wasn’t thinking.

I wasn’t aware of anything.

And when a song came on from the main room of the clubhouse, the jolt of it sent my thoughts to a place I didn’t want them to be in.

The only thing I could see was that innocent little boy that had taken that bullet to his head.

His fucking mother had grabbed him and used him as a fucking shield.

And it had been too late for me to not have squeezed that trigger.

Seeing the other team butchered and their limbs scattered about, a few of them were lucky to still be breathing.

Finding the fuckers that did that and returning what they did to them ten-fold.

Raine turned eighteen while I was gone.

Everything was hitting me at once.

I hadn’t registered something happening.

That was why when someone stepped into my shower, something that would set everything that I wanted to achieve backward by a fucking mile. It didn’t register in my mind.

I just knew it. And I knew, I hadn’t helped matters at fucking all.

And before I could climax, I felt something on the head of my cock, and at the same time, lips crashed into mine.

I was so deep into my thoughts and my dreams; I didn’t notice anything was wrong.

Slipping my tongue in her mouth, the taste wasn’t what I thought it might be.

My brain was thinking, What the fuck? but my body was still thinking it was Raine doing all of this to me.

And when I heard a moan, I knew. I fucking knew.

It wasn’t raspy like I dreamed it would be. The touch wasn’t as soft as I dreamed it would be.

Pulling my lips from whoever had dared to touch me, I glared down at the body that was about to stop breathing.

Glaring down at Summer, I asked in a voice that couldn’t believe what the fuck just happened, “What the fuck do you think you think you’re doing?”

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