Lyon
Chapter 42

We made it back in time to catch the girls’ act. My angel sounded just like her namesake as she belted out the lyrics to Wallflowers’ One Headlight. I put shit behind me and got lost in the beauty that was her.

Zack passed me a beer as we took our seats at the table and fell into the conversation as though we’d never left. I searched my feelings for a moment to see if there was any remorse or guilt for what I’d done, what I’d asked others to do.

Truthfully, I felt a slight pang that I’d had to get my hands dirty, that I’d had my crew get theirs dirty, but I felt no loss for him. He was a parasite who would’ve continued destroying lives in his path without retribution.

He’d f****d himself over the night he decided to go after what’s mine and though at the time she hadn’t been mine she still bore the scars from his attack and probably will for the rest of her life that made it my problem.

I’d made sure we hadn’t left, not even a shadow of our presence behind at the scene. The chains had been removed and destroyed, the tire tracks swept back into place and best of all; as we’d been taking our leave we’d heard the cry of coyotes. They’d no doubt finish the job for us.

The authorities would be lucky if they found anything left. That’s if their leads even took them there. His truck had been loaded into the back of the semi Zack had been driving and taken to where it was sure to be up on blocks in ten minutes flat.

Now all we have left to do is get the hell out of here tomorrow after my girl had spent one last morning with her mom. She bounced back to her seat with a huge grin on her face,” Did you hear?”

“Every word baby you were great.” I pulled her in for a k**s, which of course couldn’t just end with a little smooch. Pretty soon I was devouring her lips with mine until the whistles and catcalls broke through and I pulled away.

“You f***s have nothing better to do?”

“Get a room bro you’re making a spectacle of yourself.”

“Jack off Tommy, you too Pete; we’re outta here babe.” I head locked my girl playfully and got up from the table.

“You assholes better be ready in the morning or I’m leaving your asses.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah old man we’ll be ready.”

Kat and I grinned as we made our way to my bike. I couldn’t get to the hotel fast enough. I needed so badly to make love to her, to feel life, the flow of her b***d as it rushed under her skin, to reaffirm that she was here and I was here and we were okay. I needed to cleanse myself in her like a rebirth.

We made it to the hotel, through the lobby and up to our room without me going on the attack though I couldn’t keep my hands off of her. She laughed and joked with me until we were behind the door and I pushed her back against it and took her mouth forcefully. I felt wild and out of control as my tongue ravished and my hands explored her heat.

“Take it off.” I pulled at her clothes and mine in a fever to get to bare skin. When her chest was bared I latched onto one of her pierced nipples and sucked until she screamed out begging me for mercy, I had none.

With my leg braced between hers I rocked her hot p***y back and forth until I felt her wetness touch me. Lifting her with her a*s in my hands I forged into her going as deep as I could in this position.

“Colton…ahhhh.”

“Take it, take me.” Her hands grabbed my hair as I slammed into her over and over again. The sounds we made could probably be heard beyond the door but right now, at this moment it didn’t matter, I needed this, this wildness this oneness with her, only her always her.

When it wasn’t enough I dragged her to the floor and pounded into her, her tight p***y clasping my meat with a hot tightness that went straight to my head.

“F**k Angel…so f*****g good.” What she did to me, there are no words. I raced towards climax as she clenched around me, her flushed body telling me she was close.

With one hand I played with her clitoral ring as I pulled her even closer with the other, pulling her onto my raging c**k as I spilled inside her triggering her own release.

“I think you killed me Colton, yep, I’m done for.” I laughed as I picked her up from the floor and headed for the shower.

“Not yet I hope, that was only the beginning, we still have a long night ahead of us.” I put her on her feet in the bathroom and stole another hot as f**k k**s.

“If you’re sure you can keep up old man.” She twitched her spectacular a*s at me which I couldn’t resist smacking as I turned the shower on. I started on her again in the shower until we were both panting for each other but I didn’t go all the way.

“Tease.” She pouted; I’d sucked on her little clitty until it was swollen and wet.

“I’ll take care of you in a minute beautiful this time I want you in a bed be patient.”

I dried us both off before carrying her to the bedroom as she cuddled into my neck; my babygirl, the love I felt for her in that moment was almost overwhelming.

“I love you Angel.” It felt good to say that shit, to see the look on her face, a look of wonder. My heart twisted at the thought that she could’ve been lost to me; that there was a chance that we never would’ve met, the thought humbled me.

I kissed her standing next to the bed, her body flush against mine, my need for her, which was never too far rising once again.

It wasn’t always about the wild hot f*****g, sometimes like now, I wanted to go slow, to handle her with care, I enjoyed these times too. I laid her on the bed and came down next to her, kissing her softly, gently. I ran my finger up and down her wet, swollen clit just barely teasing her slit but not invading her; sucking on her tongue as she worked her h**s under my ministrations, so responsive.

I sucked my way down her neck to her pierced nipples, playing with the barbells as I sucked one then the other into my mouth.

Slowly and with care I climbed between her bent knees, rubbing the ridge of my c**k over her clit again and again, putting the bare tip in before pulling back.

Looking into her l**t crazed eyes I eased my length into her until I reached her cervix with a few inches to spare and butted against it seeking entrance into her womb. Slow and easy was the name of the game as I pulled almost all the way out before sliding back in.

Pushing her legs higher towards her ears I sought to go deeper. With just my toes and palms supporting my weight I stroked into her depths, gritting my teeth to keep control, to give her the soft and gentle I sensed that she needed.

Her little p***y could still barely take all of me but I worked in small twisting curls until I was all the way in. The slight frown of pain on her face only added to the pleasure.

“Am I hurting your little p***y?”

“Uh huh, but so good, don’t stop……”

“No, I won’t stop.” I ground my c**k into her until our pelvises met, and then I thrust back and forth in a slow gentle dance.

Her p***y never stopped creaming. I pulled out and she stayed open for a minute; I pushed two fingers inside as I climbed up her body and dipped my c**k into her waiting mouth.

“Clean it.”

***

In the morning I felt fresh and renewed. There wasn’t a doubt in my mind that things would be fine, though I hope I never have to do that shit again. Hopefully no one will be stupid enough to f**k with her in this lifetime because it looks like I couldn’t be too forgiving where that shit was concerned.

We made good time heading back home. It was only on the second day right before we were to pick up Cyrus that I picked up the story that I’d been monitoring; the first mention of a missing person’s report for one Taylor Porter.

I shared the news with my guys on the down low because Kat was never under any circumstances to learn any of this. Maybe a few years down the line I might let her in on a little bit, but she wasn’t going to spend one second thinking about that worthless piece of shit.