Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
“I’m going to come, Lacey.”
She wanted his cum. He drank her cum, licked her as if he was a starving man and she was a morsel. She wanted to do the same to him, to give him the same kind of pleasure. This was not a take kind of relationship. The relationship she wanted with him was that of equals, both of them taking and giving.
He tensed beneath her touch, and she withdrew until only the tip of his cock was inside her mouth.
“Fuck, Lacey. I’m going to come.”
Before he finished his moan, his cum splashed the back of her throat. She had no choice but to swallow him down. Moaning, she sucked the cum from him, milking his cock for as much as she could get. Only when there was no more to take did she release him.
Whizz bent down and picked her up in his arms. He placed her on the center of the bed, following her down. For several minutes neither of them spoke. She stared at him as he looked at her.
He grabbed her hand, locking their fingers together.
“I’m not going to give you up,” he said.
She chuckled. “I just swallowed your cum. I doubt any man is giving a woman up after that.”
He tightened his hand over hers. “It’s different with you. It has always been different. From the moment you entered the coffee shop our lives have been different.”
Lacey knew exactly what he was talking about. She hadn’t been the same since she met him. Something about Whizz pulled her in, drawing her away from everything she knew to see him.
“I thought about that day. The one where I came here.” She licked her lips. The pain was there, but it wasn’t as debilitating as it used to be. She was getting over her own guilt. It was hard at times, but she didn’t want to spend the rest of her life hating herself.
“You don’t have to say anything.”
“I do have to say something.” She stared at their linked hands. “I didn’t know what was happening or what your club had planned. I thought if I knew I’d have gone back to warn them.” Here was where the guilt reared its ugly head. “I know I wouldn’t have gone back to them, Whizz. If I was given a choice between seeing you once more or bringing them back and warning them, I know I wouldn’t pick them. I wouldn’t pick Dalton even though I should.”
“Lacey, you don’t know that. You don’t know what decision you would make. They were your family.”
Tears filled her eyes as she stared at him. “They weren’t my family, Whizz. Dalton was my family. He was the one to stand beside me. Out of the whole of the club, he’s the one I’d call a brother. I didn’t agree with Danny, and I didn’t spend a lot of time with the others.”
“You’re not responsible for their deaths. Danny shot at Butch. He was willing to kill us all.” Whizz let out a sigh. “You need to stop tormenting yourself. Even if you had gone with them, Lacey, we would have hunted them down and killed them. After everything that happened, we couldn’t let them escape.”
She wiped the tears that had fallen from her face. “God, I’m so sorry.”
“They were your family.” He didn’t say anything more, letting her have her tears.
She didn’t want to spoil their night together. The day she’d spent with Prue and Angel had been amazing. She adored the two women and even liked Gash.
“I didn’t want to get emotional over this. Today has been amazing. Spending time with Prue and Angel, it was strange at first, but they pulled me in. I felt part of the group.”
“Those two have been trying to get to you for some time to spend time with you. I’m glad you went and had fun.”
“What about you? How was Butch?”
She heard him blow out a breath. “There’s not a lot to say about Butch. He’s healing, and he’s scared.”
“You don’t sound happy.”
“I’m not. Butch looked like he was waiting for one of us to off him. I don’t like that, never have.” Whizz didn’t release the hold he had on her hand. She didn’t want him to let her go. Lacey liked feeling this close to him. “When he decided to leave for Cheryl I was angry, hurt. Our women have been put in danger, and he felt his woman was better than the others, which is why he made sure she was out of the way. I got angry. When Gonzalez came out of the woodwork and shit went down, Butch came back. We voted him back in, but Tiny and Alex had other plans for him. They made him become a spy, feeding Gonzalez information.”
Some of this she knew from listening to Danny and Dalton talk when they didn’t know she was listening in on their conversations.