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“I’m not asking. I’m telling. I’m going to make sure that fucker never has a chance to let the beautiful thought of you cross his mind again. I won't be able to live right until I take him out. Do you understand?” he says in a deadly tone that sends shivers, and not the bad kind, all down my spine. I start to protest, but he interrupts me before I can get anything out.
“Wasn't a question, Bunny. It will be happening. He will never again touch you or any other innocent child again. This is whatI do. I take the worst of the worst from this earth and send their souls to hell. If you can't handle that well, you’ll have to live with it. I’ll try to keep club business for the club, but this is my life, my blood. I can't and won't change it. Then again, I can't and won't lose you.”
His declaration should scare me or at least make me madder than a wet cat on a kitchen floor, but instead, I’m tingling all over. For the first time in my life, I feel free. I feel truly safe. I don't even think about it; I just crush my lips to his. Not giving myself time to panic, I lift up, throw my leg over his hip, and straddle his lower abs. His hands automatically go to the dip where my leg meets my hips and holds me close to him as he grunts.
“Bunny, we don't have to do this,” he says softly, and it makes me melt like jelly on a hot southern day.
“All my life, I’ve given all of me to everyone else. That man stole a part of me but still left me with the greatest treasure. I don't regret my baby girl for a minute, and I’m so darn proud of the woman she has become. I left at fourteen years old and fought tooth and nail to make a life for my girl. I’ve not had the chance to be me, to be free. I want that chance, and I want that with you.”
And with that, I pucker up and, once again, attack.
Chapter Thirteen
Ghost
I groan as she moves her sweet pussy up and down over my length as her mouth fights for only seconds with mine before succumbing to my dominance. Fuck, she's sweeter than I thought she could ever possibly be. I guess she's straight sugar from the inside out, and I’ll be damned if I ever give another fucker the opportunity to get addicted. I pull back once more, wanting, needing to see her eyes. Make sure they are clear of panic. As I pull back, she moans, sits straight up, and slides her wet lips over my rock-hard cock once again, but this time with sweet, tortuous pressure.
“Fuck, I won't be able to hold off if you keep that up, Bunny,” I tell her, on the edge of my control. Her big, innocent eyes meet mine as she shyly wiggles again. I hold her tighter, closing my eyes and trying to memorize this moment and this feeling.
“I-I’ve never actually done, um, this. I-I m-mean willingly, or I guess… on purpose. Not to say the alley wasn’t willing… but you know what I mean…” she rambles, squeezing her eyes shut. I know she is feeling awkward about this conversation. However,she still rubs her pussy along me again, determined not to back down.
“Bunny, look at me.” When her eyes meet mine, I let her in on a little secret, hoping to ease her fears. “I wouldn't be what you would call the most experienced, either. I didn't have a great childhood and had to be an adult long before I should have. My town was small; everyone knew everyone, and most of us were related. There weren’t many opportunities for a fella to fuc- I mean, find some company.” Fuck, I sound like an idiot. Her small giggle has me smiling softly and kissing the tip of her nose before continuing.
“When I got to the military, I was sent straight from basic to tech school before I was picked up to go to training for special forces. Right after that, I was deployed. Over and over again. There was one night when I finally let the loneliness crash over me. A mission had gone to hell, and I almost lost my best friend. This woman sat next to me at a bar, and we started talking. One thing led to another, and we had a one-night stand. I went back on deployment. Not thinking I’d ever see her again. When I got back, she contacted me. She told me she was pregnant. I wasn't ecstatic, to say the least. I didn't know this woman in the least. Still, I knew I needed to care for her, and there was no way I would abandon my baby. I have never regretted Piper in my life. She was a miracle, my miracle. Still, I stayed with her mama so Piper could have a stable home. I never strayed in my marriage. I was always loyal. I can't say the same for her, but that's water under the bridge.”
I take a deep breath, looking to see Tizzy enthralled in my story. I decide to finish, wanting to get this out and over. “I was held prisoner for a while after my wife was killed, and then the next few years were spent getting the team and all of this setup. Iwasn't a perfect angle, but just know you have nothing to worry about with me. We are in this, here, together, Bunny. No one but us.”
I don't expect her to throw herself at me, but I shouldn't be surprised. Things quickly heat up, and before I can think better of it, I have her turned over with me on top, taking control. I gaze down at Tizzy, her petite form almost swallowed up by my oversized t-shirt. Her eyes are wide and eager as she looks up at me. I run my fingers through her soft hair, savoring the silky texture.
"Such a good girl," I murmur. A pretty blush spreads across her cheeks at my words.
I lean down and capture her lips in a deep kiss. She melts against me, her small hands coming up to clutch at my bare shoulders. I trail kisses along her jaw and down her neck, relishing her little gasps and sighs.
"Please… Daddy," she whimpers as I suck gently at her pulse point. She stumbles over the title; I can tell she’s nervous about it. Honestly, knowing her past now, I am rather shocked by it myself, but fuck if it doesn’t make my cock leak, and I have to bite back a primal growl at the sweet sound of the honorific on her lips. If this is something she wants and needs to help heal and reclaim a part of her past, I am more than here to help.
"Please what, baby girl? Tell daddy what you need," I tease, nipping lightly at her earlobe.
"Touch me," she pleads, squirming beneath me.
I slide my hand under the t-shirt, caressing the soft skin of her belly. "Like this?" I ask innocently.
She shakes her head frantically. "More," she demands.
I chuckle and slowly inch my hand higher.
The room around us sizzles with the heat our tangled bodies created. The air is thick and heavy, like a warm blanket enveloping us. My hands venture down her supple thighs, caressing every inch of her silky skin. Tizzy's nipples harden into tempting little buds, begging for more attention. "Mmm, Daddy likes when his little girl is so excited for him," I rasp in her ear, causing her to shiver under my touch.
I hook my fingers into the hem of my oversized t-shirt, loving the look of her in it but needing it gone, and begin to lift it up. Her porcelain skin is like a canvas, desperate for my masterful strokes. My mouth finds her neck, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses from her collarbone to the sensitive spot behind her ear. She gasps my name, arching her back into me, silently pleading for more.
With a wicked grin, I slide my boxers off, revealing my rock-hard length aching for release. Tizzy's eyes widen when she sees me, her pupils darkening with desire. I can't help but feel a surge of pride at her reaction. I lean in close, my breath hot against her ear. "Is this what you want, baby girl? You want Daddy to make you feel good?"
She nods frantically, her cheeks flushed a deep pink. "Yes, please, Daddy," she whimpers.
I trail my fingers lightly up her inner thigh, reveling in the way she squirms beneath my touch. When I reach her center, I find her already slick with arousal. "So wet for me," I murmur approvingly.
I slowly circle her clit with my thumb, watching her face contort with pleasure. Her hips buck up, seeking more friction. "Patience, Bunny," I chide gently.
I continue to tease her, building her up slowly. Her breathy moans and sighs fill the room as I work her closer to the edge. Just as she's about to tumble over, I pull back.