Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 63842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
“So how was the trip?” Hannah appeared beside us. Her eyes scanned my face with that penetrating gaze that still sometimes made me uncomfortable.
“Fucking awesome,” I said honestly. “We need to make it a regular thing.”
She nodded. “Knight and Violet might join next time. Violet said Knight wasn’t quite ready to leave Brynn after her last check-up. Her kidney’s still doing great and Brynn says he’s a dork, but I think Knight has separation anxiety when she has to go to the doctor for any reason.” Hannah rolled her eyes but spoiled the effect by grinning. Knight might have missed the first part of Brynn’s life, but the man made up for missed time in spades from what I could see. He’d devoted himself to Violet and Brynn and the entirety of Kiss of Death had backed him solidly.
The conversation flowed easily around me as more club members joined us. Rip kept his arm around my waist, but I no longer needed the physical reassurance of his presence to feel safe here. I belonged in this room just as much as anyone else. The solid presence of Rip beside me served to remind me he’d always have my back.
A new life had seemed impossible when I’d first come to Haven. Though I still worked through shit in my head, still had nightmares, and still flinched at certain triggers, I felt whole in a way I never thought I would be again.
And completely fucking free.
It didn’t take us long to make our way through the compound to our loft. He barely got the door closed behind us before I grabbed Rip by his cut and pushed him against the wall. His back hit with a satisfying thud. The hunger that had been building inside me all day finally broke loose and let him know in no uncertain terms what I wanted. Rip’s lips tasted like wind and freedom. I kissed him eagerly, aggressively, while I worked at his belt buckle.
“Eager much?” he said against my mouth, but he’d already slid his hands under my shirt, calloused palms rough against my skin.
“Shut up,” I growled, yanking his belt free. “You know what watching you on that bike all day does to me. Having my pussy mashed so hard against your ass. I thought I was going to go off at each bump in the road. I swear you hit every pothole between Gatlinburg and Cherokee this morning.”
Rip chuckled. Until I dug my hand down the front of his jeans to rub his cock. Then he groaned, letting his head fall back against the wall.
When I got too impatient to feel him inside me, I shoved Rip’s jeans down his hips and wrapped my hand around his already hard cock. Rip sucked in a breath through his teeth. The power I felt in that moment rushed through me like pure adrenaline.
“Couch,” I demanded, letting him go. I toed off my boots as Rip stepped out of his jeans. We both shed clothing as we touched and kissed each other on the way to the closest horizontal surface in the form of the worn leather couch. Which was why I’d mentioned it.
Rip sat down heavily, his eyes never leaving mine as I followed him, my body completely naked. His gaze traveled over me with raw hunger branding me everywhere it touched.
“God fucking damn,” he breathed. “Look at you.”
I straddled his lap, my knees pressing into the leather on either side of his thighs. His hands immediately moved to grip my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh just hard enough to leave marks, making me impossibly wetter.
I guided his hand between my legs, grinding against his fingers to set the pace. Rip knew exactly how to touch me now, knew every spot that made me gasp and shudder. He worked his fingers against my clit in tight circles that had me arching my back.
“You gonna come for me, baby?” His voice rumbled from deep in his chest. “Wanna feel you come on my fingers before you take my cock.”
His crude words sent electricity down my spine. I grabbed his wrist, stilling his movement. “No. I want to come with you inside me.”
I reached between us to position his cock at my entrance. Our eyes locked as I slowly lowered myself onto him, taking him inch by inch until he filled me completely. For the first time, I took him bare. No condom separating us. The stretch and burn made me gasp. I rested my forehead against his for a moment, savoring the fullness.
“Fuck, Jade,” he groaned. “So Goddamned hot and tight!”
I gripped his shoulders for leverage and began to move. Slow at first, finding the rhythm that made sparks shoot behind my eyes. Rip watched me with undisguised worship, his hands roaming over my body.