I take her right to the couch, unable to make it the extra steps to the bedroom because I need this woman right the fuck now.
I strip off her clothes, removing mine just as quickly. “I have to have you right now. I thought something bad had happened to you.”
“I’m sorry I took your truck… again. But I found something out.” Her blue eyes gaze into mine.
“I don’t care about any of that right now.” I cup her face with my hands, bringing my lips to meet hers. “I have to have you,” I say once I’ve broken the kiss.
“I’m yours.”
Fuck. Those two words do something inside my chest. I sit on the couch and move her to straddle me, kissing her full lips, memorizing every single detail about her.
She grinds her hips against me, and within minutes, I’ve got a condom wrapped around my cock and pushing into her tight heat.
Ah.
She feels so damn good.
Like sliding into home.
She’s mine.
I thrust up into her as she runs her fingers through my hair. I never want this to end. She’s right, I don’t technically own her. No one can own another living human being. Or at least they shouldn’t.
I make it a vow to help her bring down this sex trafficking operation. And once we do, we’ll figure things out from there.
As long as she knows I’m not going anywhere.
She’s my woman, and I won’t let her go.
I groan a little, loving the way she rides my hard dick. She’s so beautiful, with the glow of the moon cascading through the window. It makes me think thoughts like love, forever, marriage.
Things I’d never thought about before.
But after meeting her, I can see it now. I can see a future with her. Her writing. Me working in my garden so I can get my product to market.
“I want to share my life with you,” I tell her, my cock slamming inside her.
“I want that too.”
My heart hammers inside my ribcage as she keeps riding me. My body builds, my mind not wanting this to end too soon, because I want to keep feeling this woman forever and ever.
I push inside her a few more times as she crumbles around me, crying out through her orgasm. I follow shortly behind, whispering her name in her ear as I come.
Twelve
Blue
* * *
“So, what did Frank find out?” Titan asks after we’ve cleaned up from the best sex I’ve ever had in my lifetime. We’re in the kitchen, both of us drinking a bottled water from the fridge.
“He wanted to know more about you.”
“Me?” Titan glances around. “Want something stronger? Whiskey?”
“Sure.”
“That’s my girl.” Titan opens another cupboard, looking for two glasses. “So, what did you tell Frank about me?”
“Not much. I don’t really know much about you. I just said you’re a silent guy who keeps to yourself.”
“Did you tell him about what I do for a living?”
I shake my head, remembering my conversation with Frank and him asking me what Titan Henry does for work. “I told him you retired.” And it’s the truth. I told Frank that.
“What did he say about Steele and Gunner?”
“He said he found out Gunner owns a company by the name of GMM, Inc.”
“What does that company do?” Titan asks, handing me a glass of whiskey.
I shrug. “It’s obviously a front company. Something to hide his illegal activity.”
Titan takes a sip of his drink. “Obviously. I just wish I knew how he got mixed up in all of this.”
I set my glass down, not yet taking a sip. “We’ll figure it out together.”
Titan wraps his powerful arms around me. “I really like you a whole lot.”
“I like you too.” I kiss his chest as he holds me close.
“Blue,” he leans me back so he can stare into my eyes, “I don’t want to lose you.”
Warmth rushes through my veins. “I don’t want to lose you either.”
“Let me text this info over to Rogue.”
While he steps away to get his phone, I pick up my drink and take a tiny sip. I’ve never been one for whiskey.
I think about Titan.
About Titan owning me.
How did he feel when he bought me?
Those thoughts dissipate when Titan picks me up and tosses me over his shoulder. “I want to have my wicked way with you once more tonight before we go hunting Steele.”
And he does. Over and over again.
My skin is crawling, and not in the exquisite goosebump kind of way from earlier when we had sex. Titan and I are back in the club where we first met, and I spot the women on stage, waiting for someone to purchase them, wishing I could save them all.
Our story is Titan is looking to buy another woman. So far, it’s working. No one’s even questioned us as we walk into the dimly lit bar.