Page 73 of H E R

His words force my chest to puff up with pride, and I attempt to lick up his shaft while he’s fucking my throat. Sloppy wet sounds fill the space and Dylan grunts and picks up speed. I imagine his dick multiplied and fucking me in every hole at the same time, and I moan at the idea of how exquisite that would be.

He suddenly trembles and pumps my throat more deliberately until he momentarily freezes.

“Fuck, Niki.”

He thrusts into me, his balls slap my chin, and a tremor shivers through us. I feel the warmth of his cum filling me, and I try to smile, but greedily swallow back each drop until he pulls out slowly.

Before he can retreat, I grab the corner of his shirt and dab it over my mouth, and he chuckles. Dylan grabs my wrists and pulls me up, then lifts me, forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist.

He takes my mask off and tosses it somewhere near his feet. “I missed you, little fox.”

Then he buries his face in my neck, breathes me in, and bites down at the hollow of my neck. He sucks and then licks at the indents his teeth most likely left behind.

“Did you now?”

I rub my hands over his scalp, loving the way the buzzed cut scrapes along my palms. My thumbs smooth out the wild hairs of his brows and then glide down his chiseled face to trace over his bottom lip.

“Thank you for the food. It was delicious.” He kisses my thumb, and the air escapes my lungs.

So he went back to his trailer and found the plate I left for him. It must have been after Jas and I left. I’d been watching his property like an obsessed hawk. I wonder at what time he got back and what he’s been up to all day.

Fuck, I’m tormented by his absence. But he’s here now, and the need to leave with this man besets me. Where? It doesn’t matter. I just want to be in his arms, on top of him, underneath him. Just smelted into one body, one complete being. But doubt eats away at the hollow cavity in me, and I sigh as my thoughts take over. I press my forehead against his and throw my arms around his neck.

“You don’t think this is moving too fast?”Says she who just got her mouth shamefully fucked at her place of work without a single protest.

I want to rewind and take my words back. I can read his eyes.Here we go again, he’s thinking. Dylan clears his throat. “No.”

I could laugh, but I don’t want him to take this as a fucking joke. Of course he would give me a one word, flat response. I suddenly want to choke him, but instead, I squeeze my thighs around his waist like an anaconda would its prey.

“How long have you been looking for this?”

I look at him questionably, and he gently sets me on my feet and pushes my hair back behind my ears.

“Home.” The word makes my head snap up to meet his eyes. “Trust this… trustme. I don’t want to hold back when it feels like I’ve finally found my home.Do you?”

I shake my head. “No.” Of course I don’t. “But,” I look around sheepishly, “I don’t know who you are. Where you come from, the truth about how much you know about me. Abouteverything.”

“Okay, that’s fair.”

My palms press against his hard chest, and I lean into him. I definitely hadn’t expected his response. His hand searches the inside pocket of his jacket and he produces a black leather choker with a wolf embalmed at the very center. Dylan wraps it around my neck and easily secures the clasp at my nape. It fits comfortably snug, and my fingers graze the glossy figure at the center. I look up, and I’m sure I wear a big ass question mark on my forehead while he wears a smug grin.

“Now everyone will know. Dances are allowed, touching what’s mine is not.”

I punch a closed fist playfully at his right pec and roll my eyes. I can’t with this man, and I opt to change the subject. Either way, a black collar is better than a red one. Patrons won’t fuck with the rules and hands will stay off. I can live with that.

“So, what do you know?”

Dylan’s lips spread into a wide grin. “Everything.”

24

Redemption

Ilaugh at Niki’s bewildered look. Her eyes are wild while she scans my face. I can’t help the ease that washes through me at seeing her wearing the black band around her neck.

“What iseverything?”

I paid for the remainder of her shift. At least three men had requested a private room with her. No way was I going to allow some drunk, affluent-wannabe fucker to paw his hard-on while drooling over my woman. Not tonight. I couldn’t explain why, but Ineededher in my arms.