I covered her hands and pulled them away. “You deserve better than me, Rory.”
“I deserve to be happy!” she yelled in my face, those green eyes spitting flames at me. “I deserve to have a man who loves me and only me and who would give up his last breath for me. Are you telling me that you aren’t that man?”
“Fuck no!” I yelled back. “I would give up everything I have to protect you. You are my entire goddamn world.”
“Then don’t you ever tell me I deserve better, because it doesn’t get better than what we have.”
I caught her around the waist, jerking her against me and covering her mouth with my own. Her fingers tangled in the back of my hair as I lifted her, her lips devouring my mouth as I carried her over to the bed. Clothes went flying, and as soon as I had her pussy bared and my cock out, I thrust into her hard and fast.
“This…mmm… This doesn’t mean I’m not still pissed at you,” she panted.
“Oh, yeah?” I grabbed a pillow and stuffed it under her perfect ass. “What the fuck are you mad about, girl?” I asked with a smirk.
“Because you…you… Shit, I can’t talk when you do that, Matt!”
“This?” I thrust deeper and felt her walls start to contract around me. “Okay, I’ll stop,” I lied and thrust even deeper.
“You’re such an asshole,” she gasped out, her eyes rolling back in her head the instant my thumb touched her clit. “Matt!”
“You still pissed?”
“Yes!”
“You sure?” I kissed her neck then bit into her shoulder and sucked hard, marking what I would kill to keep.
“Yes… No…” she whispered.
“Which is it?”
“No,” she whimpered, her nails slicing into my back. “No, just keep doing that.”
I pushed up onto my knees and wrapped my arms around her thighs as her feet fell over my left shoulder. “I. Love. You.” I punctuated each word with a thrust that took me even deeper inside her drenched pussy.
“Oh God,” she moaned as she fell apart for me. “I love you too!”
A handful of thrusts later and I was falling on top of her as my cock emptied inside of her.
Chapter Eighteen
COLT
I HEARD A SOFT MOAN coming from the bedroom downstairs and set my mug of coffee on the counter. It was getting late, but I had figured Kelli would be waking up soon. I hadn’t given her enough to put her out for long, but she had already been out for longer than I had expected.
The stairs creaked as I descended them, and I heard her moan again. She was going to have one hell of a headache from the shit Raven had whipped together. We had started using the stuff on guys three times her size two years ago, and those fuckers had cried like little pussies when they woke up from that shit.
As I entered the master bedroom, I saw she was starting to struggle against her cuffs, making little whimpering noises as she began to realize where she was and what was going to happen to her. She didn’t have to worry too much. I wasn’t going to hurt her physically. I couldn’t stomach that shit, but I was still dreading what answers she was going to give me. I didn’t want to have to get rid of a body, but if it came down to it, I would do what had to be done.
The cuffs rattled as she shook her wrists. “What the fuck?” she muttered to herself.
“Nice to see you awake, babe.”
Her head snapped around so quickly I could tell she was seeing stars behind her eyes. She inhaled sharply and slowly blinked before finally focusing on me. “What are you doing, Colt?” she demanded, then flinched at the loudness of her own voice.
I moved to the end of the bed, so that I could look down over her entire body. I gazed down at her dispassionately. “Tell me about Senator Samson,” I commanded, ignoring her question.
Before my eyes, her entire body went completely still. “Wh-what?”
“I won’t repeat myself.”