“I thought I told you to straighten her out,” Storm yelled in Lynx’s face. “I don’t want this bitch around if she doesn’t know her place. You get me?”
“It’s handled.”
Storm turned back to Carla. “Don’t you ever go near my woman, touch her or talk to her or glare your fuckin’ fake purple eyes at her; understand?”
“Yes, Storm,” Carla whimpered, bobbing her head.
I took Storm’s hand, tugging until his focus was on me. His other hand cradled the side of my face, and he kissed me. No words were spoken as we left.
Once we were in Storm’s bedroom with the door locked, he paced the room like a ferocious lion. He stalked across the floor, hands in his hair, back and forth, from one side of the room to the other. I wasn’t sure what to do.
My man had quite a temper. The little display downstairs probably wasn’t even close to what he was capable of, when enraged. I wanted to calm him down. Get his mind off that stupid woman. She likely called me a cunt to ruin our night together. I wasn’t going to let her win.
I went to Storm’s bed, sat down, and removed my boots. I carried them over to the dresser and set them down beside it. All the while, Storm glanced at me as he paced, nostrils flared and breathing heavy.
I shimmied my dress up and over my head, then folded it. Goose bumps covered my body, feeling Storm’s burning gaze. I placed the dress atop the dresser.
I wasn’t wearing a bra, so I was completely naked.
Storm didn’t say a word. Like most men, I assumed he didn’t want to talk about what happened downstairs. Honestly, I didn’t want to either. Carla was a horrible woman who seemed to want to cause trouble.
Without looking at Storm, I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. When it was just the right temperature, I opened the glass door and stepped inside.
The steam fogged up the glass as I waited for Storm under the showerhead, hoping he would join me. If he didn’t, I’d feel like an idiot. I brushed my hair off my face, letting the water soak through it, then squeezed out the excess.
I closed my eyes, sending up a short prayer. God answered me quickly.
The door opened, and Storm stepped in, eyes narrowed and dark, lips pressed in a thin line. I switched places with him, putting him under the waterfall shower head. He shut his eyes and exhaled a long breath.
“What do you need?” I skimmed my hands up his firm chest, over the tops of his sculpted shoulders, and down his inked arms. We stared into each other’s eyes as my hands continued gliding over his wet, smooth skin.
“On your knees,” he commanded in a deep baritone voice.
I pushed him against the tile wall and lowered myself before him. His dick was semi-hard, thick, and beautiful.
I gripped his shaft with one hand and collected his balls in the other, rolling them between my fingers.
“Jesus…” he hissed as I took him into my mouth. “Fuck, baby…”
I licked the salty precum off his slit, swirling my tongue around the rim. A loud groan eddied from his lips. I pumped his cock while sucking and playing with his balls. I would do whatever Storm needed.
Pleasing him was all I wanted.
Storm’s silky cock pulsed against my tongue. It filled my mouth completely when fully erect, stretching me—just as it did my opening when he entered me for the first time.
I wanted Storm to take his frustrations out on me. I wanted him to lose himself inmeand let go of his stresses. I knew about the vandalized businesses, the fire at Wolf’s old lady’s boutique, and Storm’s concern for me. More alarmingly, women in the area were at risk of being taken against their will and sold into sex trafficking. It all weighed heavily on Storm.
Carla’s remark had pushed him over the edge. Storm attacked her on my behalf. Now I would save him from falling. I would pull him away from the ledge and help him regain control so he wouldn’t break.
He was mine, and I would protect him.
I sucked harder, taking him farther into my mouth. I gagged a little when he hit the back of my throat, but recovered quickly.
“Shit,” he growled, placing his hands on the sides of my head. “Shit, Angel. Your mouth is heavenly.”
I released his thick cock and looked up. “Whatever you need, take it from me. I’m here for you. Do with me as you wish.”
Storm blinked several times as if processing what I’d said. Then he bent at the waist and kissed me, biting my lower lip.