In Too Deep (The Lovers Duet) (11 page)

“That piece of shit needs to be turned into a eunuch. Do you know his real age or the fact that I was givin’ him blow jobs at sixteen and fuckin’ him at seventeen? The man is thirty years old for
Christ’s
sake. Yeah, I know Misty has more than a few years on me but that isn’t the point. If they find out, they will murder that piece of shit, and after what he put me through, I would gladly tell Cillian and pull the motherfuckin’ trigger myself.”

We both heard footsteps coming down the hall towards the door and Naomi quickly pulled out a vial of coke. “Here, snort some.”

The chronic I’d smoked was strong but I helped myself to a couple of bumps anyway as Linx and Ronan emerged from inside.

“Oh, hell yeah. Why didn’t you tell me you two were comin’ out to get high?” He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close within the safety of his arms.

“Um, because if your Pops found out, he would skin us alive. You know how he feels about hard drugs. The club sells but no one is allowed to do anything harder than marijuana. He doesn’t want the members to become sloppy and coke is dangerous, babe. We’re on lockdown. You guys need to be sharp.”

“I’m always sharp—high or dead sober—so you don’t need to worry about that.”

I passed the vial to Linx and he looked at me before he did a couple of bumps. “Fuck, that shit is strong.”

“It’s pure as the driven snow.” Ronan snatched the vial from Linx and did a couple of bumps before Naomi did a bump, wiped her nose and slid it back into her top, hidden within her bra. “The shit hasn’t even been cut yet.”

“Dizzy doesn’t realize you stealin’ from the store?” Linx’s eyebrows shot up with concern.

“I wouldn’t be that fuckin’ stupid. I get a couple of ounces of my own from Fernando. We have our own private deal worked out since I don’t tell his brother and the club Prez, Emilio, of Aztecas Infierno, that he likes fuckin’ guys as much as he likes fuckin’ bitches. That shits fine when you’re in the joint but out on the street, as a member, you can’t be anything else than hetero and ride a Harley, regardless what cut you’re wearin’. It’s the law of the jungle, brother.” Ronan kissed Naomi’s neck while his hands wandered down to her breasts and grabbed a handful.

I stared at Linx and all the sudden, I wondered if the coke hadn’t been spiked with Viagra because I wanted him, needed him in the worst fucking way possible.

“Babe, you got my engine revvin’ and you gotta do something about this. Fuck me, I’m harder than Japanese arithmetic.”

I laughed out loud because those were the last words I expected to tumble out of Ronan’s mouth. He manhandled Naomi inside while Linx and I stood our ground.

He approached me warily before he slid his arms around my waist. “You okay, babe?”

I nodded my head wordlessly. “Naomi and I just get one another and she knew how angry I was about seein’ Clooney—that’s all.”

Linx grabbed me by the back of my neck and kissed me, hard. Our lips felt like they were glued to one another and the tension we felt was so intense, when his tongue touched mine, sparks lit my body alight and I wanted him to truly set me on fire.

The cocaine pierced through my veins and my heart beat faster as I felt a remarkable and soothing high I’d never felt in my life. I was new to hard drugs. I’d never done anything harder than chronic before and this brand new feeling taking control of my body had me on a wave of emotions. The anger slipped away like a thief in the night and I felt nothing but overwhelming peace.

The world could be coming to an end but I wouldn’t have given a shit. I was wrapped in my man’s arms and he kissed me like I was the last woman on earth, all teeth and tongues. He suckled on my bottom lip before his tongue attacked my hungry mouth again and I wanted him so badly, I would have pulled my clothes off and fucked him out here in the open if he’d ordered me to.

We separated reluctantly and he breathed into my face, the smell of mint and JD on his breath. “You weren’t in love with him, were you?”

“Is that the green-eyed monster I see within those blue eyes of yours, Mr. Carter?” I teased out loud though my voice was light and airy.

“No, but I didn’t know why you were gettin’ so bent out of shape if your relationship with him meant nothing to you.”

My temper spiked but it was only because I couldn’t believe my hubby was jealous over the only other man I’d slept with. Sure, Clooney was good looking but he wasn’t hot and he certainly wasn’t the drop-dead sexy creature in front of me. Linx had everything over Clooney in spades and why he thought I was angry due to some unexpressed girly feelings really set me up for a showdown.

“Baby, first of all, Clooney wishes his cock was as big as yours. He’s just average sized and there is nothing about you that is average in any way. Second of all, he never made my toes curl and he never brought me to orgasm while he was inside of me. He had to eat me out just so I could come.”

I paused and wrapped my arms around his neck so my nipple piercings would rub against his chest and create the most terrific sensation. I super-soaked my thong immediately just thinking about his hands touching anywhere on my body intimately.

“He wasn’t that great of a lover or maybe I just needed someone to teach me how to fuck so yeah…I was frigid with him. My body never responded to him the way it does to you and more than that, I have never loved a man so hard as I love you. I would fuckin’ kill a bitch if she laid one false acrylic nail on you so that should give you some comfort that I was never, nor have I ever been, in love with a man before you.”

To prove my point, I reached down with one hand, undid my jeans and slid the zipper down before I grabbed his hand and thrust it down my open jeans. His fingers pulled the thong to the side and two slid inside of me and began to caress my G-spot as his thumb did slow circles around my clit, teasing the piercing and just like that, I came and flooded his hand with my juices as I moaned out loud.

My heart raced in my chest and butterflies beat against my lower belly, begging to be freed. “No fucking man has ever done that to me. Made me come with a simple movement like that. I’m yours, darlin’. I have been since you first stepped to me in the studio and introduced yourself so casually, it was fuckin’ ridiculous. I wanted you to rip my clothes off then and fuck me right there.

“I will never lie to you and I will never cheat on you. There are some hot guys here at the club—all the Cox brothers included—but they don’t do shit for me because the only person’s cock I want to feel inside me is yours. You’re the one I want to fall asleep next to at night and the only fuckin’ person I want to wake up next to in the morning. You know why Clooney is an issue and it isn’t because I ever want him to touch me—sexually or otherwise—again.”

He pulled his hand out of my jeans and licked his palm before he slid his fingers between his lips. Fuck me twice and die but it was the hottest shit I’d ever seen before in my life and I needed him, now.

“It’s time, babe. I want you to put your cock inside any hole on my body and I will gladly accept it and beg for more. You’re not going to get much sleep tonight but you can sleep on the plane.”

Linx pulled me to him possessively and devoured my lips, the taste of me on his tongue and I suckled on it seductively. My lips opened and he claimed every part of my open mouth as his hands grabbed my breasts and pressed hard against my piercings. I felt his erection as he ended our kiss, albeit reluctantly.

“Let’s go. I need to fuck you right now.”

I smiled slyly as we walked back inside and directly to our room. He couldn’t open the door fast enough before he closed it behind us and locked it.

“I’ve been waiting to have my cock inside that pussy of yours all night and then you pulled that shit outside. Fuck babe, what are you trying to do? Drive me insane with lust?”

I didn’t answer, rather I pushed him against the door and undid his jeans, unzipped them and pulled them down his body. His dick, hard, veiny and red with a rush of blood to the purple head was immediately devoured by my hungry mouth. I wasn’t interested in having a conversation. I just wanted to taste the salty-sweetness of his pre-cum as I teased the tip of his mushroom head.

My lips worked him and out of my mouth before I swallowed his length and deep-throated him like a pro. “Yeah, that’s right, you hungry little bitch. Take it all in until you choke on it.”

I grabbed his balls and caressed them before my lips wrapped even tighter around his cock and my tongue teased the underside before I held him inside me like a vice. That was all it took and he came inside my mouth and down my throat as I milked an orgasm out of him.

“Fuck me with a corkscrew and make it fuckin’ hurt…that was…whoa.” Linx’s breath came hard as he got out of his clothes in record timing.

He stalked toward me as I continued to walk backwards toward the bed. I slipped my top over my head and took off my lacey bra before I began to play with my breasts. My nipples were ultra-sensitive since I’d gotten the piercings and he knew it as he reached out for my body possessively and wrapped his lips around one of nipples.

He sucked so hard, it hurt yet it was a pleasurable pain and I threw my head back as his hands wrapped around my neck and he switched nipples. He took the piercing between his teeth and pulled lightly; my whole being shook uncontrollably because there was nothing better than asphyxiation during sex.

Linx and I didn’t have vanilla sex in the bedroom. He’d fucked me every way there was to have a woman, including anal, and I loved to have him any way he wanted me. We’d done the cutting off of the airway during sex because it made the orgasm that much more intense and since we’d been at the club, life never seemed that much more precious or precarious.

Anything that would make me feel alive was on the menu and there was nothing more eye-opening than having a cock up your ass while your significant other whispered dirty, sweet nothings while he pulled your hair and caressed your pussy while doing it. Some of the most intense orgasms I’d ever had were from him reaming my back door and I enjoyed every decadent minute of it.

“You want it up the ass, don’t you?” he whispered into my ear as he eased his hands on my neck and allowed me to breathe.

“Not tonight, babe. Fuck my pussy hard and make it hurt. I want to be so sore tomorrow, I won’t want to get out of bed.”

“Such sweet nothings you say, my lovely little slut.”

“Only for you, babe, you pussy-eating motherfucker.”

Linx stripped me from my clothes and I sat on the edge of the bed and spread my legs. “Are you offering me something sweet?”

“And dirty, yes. Eat me like a fuckin’ buffet and then you can fill me with that cock between your legs.”

“You make me wish I could get you pregnant just so I could keep you barefoot and pliable.”

I smiled lightly. “Come on, babe, don’t ruin the moment with talk of
babies
.”

He glared at me and his blue eyes were determined yet vulnerable. “Trista, have my baby, please? You would prove to me I’m not just some piece of shit and I need you to do this for me. Marriage is everything but I want someone to link us.”

“I’m only gonna be nineteen. We have plenty of time for that, honey.” I kissed his lips to silence him but he grabbed my wrists possessively.

“Then you should know I’m not shooting blanks anymore. I got the vasectomy reversed. A month ago. I know your cycle because I have your period tracker synced to my phone so on days you were fertile, we did it, backdoor-style. But I want you to be knocked up…I might not come back and if I die, it would be my biggest regret. I can’t
not
have a kid by the woman I am in love with…heart, mind, body and soul.”