Lyon
Chapter 45

Does he have any idea what it does to me when he says things like that, how it makes me melt inside? Sometimes I have to literally pinch myself to make sure I’m awake, that I’m really here and this is really happening.

Especially these last few days since we’ve been back, he’s been extra attentive and sweet, even more so than usual and that’s saying a lot. Sometimes I’d catch him looking at me like he was studying me or something.

Hopefully he was thinking the same thing I was, how awesome it was that we’d found each other. It’s hard to believe that my life had taken this remarkable turn, I’d gone from almost total despair to being the happiest I’d ever been in my life; it’s almost scary.

Like waiting for the other shoe to drop or something, but somehow I knew Colton would be there to pick it up if that should happen and that was the most amazing thing of all.

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LYON

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I held her hand as Stacy started on her back. My baby is just a little bit squeamish when it comes to needles, something she hadn’t shared with me until lately.

When I’d asked her how she’d planned on getting tattooed if that was the case she’d said it was something she really-really wanted and she’d planned to just take something, which I had to inform her would’ve been a bad idea.

I kept up a running commentary the whole time. The wings were going to be the color of her f**k awesome indigo eyes with black and silver tips. I’m not sure but I think we were working on the bottom half of just one of them today and working in quarter increments over the next few weeks. Shit took a while because Stacy was very particular about her skills so we were there for a minute.

I took her home and put her to bed afterwards because she was a little fussy. She complained that her skin felt hot, itchy and tight so I gave her something for the pain. She tossed and turned all night so I ended up pulling her onto my chest for the rest of it.

The next morning she was back to normal if a little sore so I took it easy on her as she rode me to climax.

Things were pretty much back to normal; my guys were cruising along and I was learning to live with what I’d had to do. Business was jumping and that f**k Grimaldi kept me on my toes. Seems he really took a shine to my girl because the amount of work he kept sending my way was unprecedented.

The only speck on my otherwise perfect f*****g existence was the a*****e Rossettis. James had decided to play hardball and was trying to hit back at my family’s business, which was a joke. It’s like a sardine going up against a shark, shit just didn’t make any damn sense.

The phone calls had stopped but he’d embarked on a smear campaign while I’d been away which my PR people and my lawyers were only too excited about. The stupid f**k probably never heard of a defamation suit.

“Morning Ms. Katarina.”

“Cyrus you’re here.”

I heard her jabbering away from my office where I’ve been playing catch-up on some paperwork. I found myself smiling as I listened in on their banter. Before I could climb out from behind my desk to go greet the old guy she was already leading him out to the shop talking a mile a minute. It made my heart feel good to know that she felt confident enough to do that shit. Just a few short weeks ago she would’ve never been that bold.

I took an extra five to finish up some stuff before following after them but was waylaid once again by the arrival of her father.

“Chief Sloan!”

“Colton, you got a minute?”

“Sure.” I hadn’t really seen or spoken to the chief since I’d told him I was keeping her. His daughter was the only reason he could have for searching me out and we’d already had that conversation so seeing him standing in my office was a bit of a surprise.

“What can I do for you sir?”

“Got a call from a friend in Arizona.”

I felt my heart pick up speed. I’m a hundred percent sure that we were in the clear but you never know; how the f**k had I f****d up? I kept my cool though and showed nothing on my face.

“I don’t need details son, but just tell me one thing, is my daughter safe?”

I didn’t answer him, just looked into his eyes; if it had been my life alone on the line I wouldn’t have thought twice about giving him something, but there was no way I was hanging my guys out to dry.

“I see, alright son, you hold fast to your secrets just make sure she’s happy she deserves it.”

“As long as I’ve got her she’s golden.”

He nodded his head and went back out the way he came.

I took a deep breath and relaxed my tense shoulders, apparently they hadn’t found anything, or at least the chief hadn’t said. I pulled out my phone and did what I had to do. There was still no sign of Taylor; he was still listed as a missing person only; cool.

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The days flowed together without incident. Kat’s tattoo was coming along nicely, and she was getting used to it so we didn’t have too much drama. She’d taken another shopping trip with Carol which damn near gave me a coronary, but the women in my family convinced me that I had to cut the apron strings, yeah funny.

I know one thing was for certain, if shit went down like last time I was seriously going to slap a bitch no joke.

She’d come home with what I’d since termed ‘the drive Colton crazy’ clothes. Everything was either clingy, short or showed off her tits.

“Babe, what the f**k, didn’t we talk about this?”

“What?” She was busy trying on her new shit, some short flirty number that barely went past her h**s.

“You’re not wearing that shit out of this house.” Was she trying to drive me f*****g insane? I thought she learned that lesson the last time and what the f**k was my sister thinking helping her buy this shit? I liked sexy as much as the next guy but there was no way she was wearing that band aid outside this f*****g house. What the f**k!

“Please Colt, I like it.” She pouted at me and batted her damn lashes. Look at this shit, she’s already learning how to reel me in.

“How about I only wear it when I’m with you?” She walked over and wrapped her arms around one of mine. F*****g girl is gonna give me grey hair.

I left her alone this time because, what’s the f*****g point? Her new crew which consisted of my mother, my sisters and Char would be on my a*s I’m sure if I put my foot down. Not that that would really stop me, I just don’t feel like dealing with their shit right now. I barely made it through the end of the fashion show before she was being boned hard on a bed of her new purchases. Yep, all that shit was house wear.

CHAPTER 46: LYON

“I can’t wait to do you on the back of my bike going ninety miles on the open road.”

I whispered that shit in her ear as she rode my c**k at my desk in the office. Outside the door we could hear the guys coming back from lunch.

She came just from my words alone; I had to put two fingers in her mouth to muffle the scream. My girl is a screamer.

“It’s too good Colton, I can’t stay quiet the others are gonna know.” I kept stroking up into her through her o****m that had her squeezing the life out of my d**k.

“You should’ve thought of that before you started teasing the f**k outta me all day.”

I kept pulling her up and down on my rod as she bit into my neck trying to stifle her screams.

I jetted up into her off loading what felt like a day’s worth of jizz, damn she really did it for me.

I gave us both enough time to catch our breaths.

“Hop off babe, go clean up.” I smacked her a*s as she lifted off my still semi hard d**k.

“Just a minute….on second thought I don’t think I’m done with your a*s yet, turn around I wanna look at my name on your back while I take you from behind.”

I bent her over the desk spreading her legs open enough to fit in between. Taking my pierced c**k in hand, wet with her sweet p***y juice I eased into her my eyes glued to my mark of ownership that I’d had painted on her back.

She was becoming a pro at taking my whole length though it was still a bit of a tight fit. Running my hands gently over her back I flexed inside her, my c**k happy as f**k.

With her it was never enough. She did things to me no one else ever could; I could cum inside her all day and never quit; f*****g medical phenomena.

“F**k yourself on my c**k beautiful; come on squeeze me.” I growled into her ear, which I knew would set her off. She flooded my cockhead with her juices at my roughly spoken words making me lose my shit.

I slapped her a*s hard once before cumming a f**k load deep inside her once more as she pushed back and forth on my meat. Pulling her head back by her hair I fed her my tongue as our bodies calmed down.

I helped her clean up a little before getting back to work. I had shit to do today that would take me out of town, not far but it was at least an hour’s ride away.

The Rossettis have been quiet since my lawyers kept shooting them down, haven’t seen or heard from either of them in a while and besides the guys were on the job always and Cyrus was practically her shadow these days so I really had no worries. I just didn’t like leaving her for any reason.

The three fuckers behind bars were still replaceing life less than pleasant and things were pretty much smooth on the home front except for the f*****g Rossettis, bah.

I wouldn’t be held prisoner by the crazy f***s, I doubt either one of them would be stupid enough to try something anyway. This was just me being my overprotective self where she was concerned.

I couldn’t help it, once you found something that precious you were scared as f**k of losing it-it seemed, because I spent most of my time thinking of ways of shielding her from everything that was bad; f*****g sap.

One of the families we’d helped a few months before I met my Angel was having problems again. The husband was a pain in the a*s who thought it was fun to beat up on the wife and kids.

I never get involved in that domestic shit unless I was asked by the parties involved because shit could go south quick, especially if the old lady was the forgiving and forgetting sort. They’d turn on you in a heartbeat then you’d be the one assed out.

In this case Vanessa had stuck to her guns, she’d said f**k you to the dead beat who’d been using her as a punching bag since they’d become a couple in her early teens, all through their marriage and the birth of their children.

This guy just didn’t quit though and since the restraining order didn’t work, that’s where me and my guys came in. I’m taking five of my guys with me. A little overkill but I needed to send a message.

The last time we just removed this jackass from the premises but since he wanted to be persistent it looked like we might have to go hard.

“You’re staying at my folks until I get back yeah.”

“Oookay, any reason why?”

“Because it’s what I want. I don’t know how long I’ll be gone and I don’t want you home alone so just hang with them. Carol should be there, you two could do some of that girly shit you like so much okay.”

“Why can’t I just stay home by myself and watch TV or something, I’m not a baby you know Colton.”

“Babe work with me here alright; I have to be gone, I can’t be there while I’m worrying about you back here, what’s the problem?”

“Are you going to take me to your parents every time you have something to do?”

“What the f**k…..Katarina which part of what I just said did you not get? This is not up for discussion I have shit to do you’re going where I put you end of story.”

She huffed at me and folded her arms but I was done with it. Who knew she could be so f*****g stubborn? It’s like the more she came out of her shell the more of a pain in the a*s she was becoming. There’s no f*****g way I’m leaving her alone in our big a*s house. Not yet anyway, she’s out her f*****g mind.

After work I did as I said and dropped her off at my family’s estate. Mom was only too happy to get her clutches into her and since Carol was off with her guy Jason somewhere it looked like it would just be mom Char and Kat.

Dad was busy in his home office going over medical reports or so mom said. Knowing him these days he was probably back there toking.

I kissed her still pouting lips at the door. “Stubborn f**k, stop playing the brat baby you’re being childish.” She rolled her eyes at me and walked back into the house. Fine! I guess we just had our first real disagreement.

The first one didn’t count since that had been a misunderstanding on my part, and maybe she had a point but as far as I know the last time she’d been home alone with just a friend things had gone to shit.

It’s good that that shit didn’t even cross her mind but it never f*****g left mine. It’ll take me a long time to put that shit behind me. Yes the fuckers who hurt her had been taken care of but uh-uh, f**k no. Until I get the picture that she’d painted of that night out of my head she wasn’t going to be left alone.

I took my bike out to meet the crew on the way out of town leaving the drama behind until I returned. Kat and I haven’t really butted heads that often, we’re more likely to have a little skirmish about bullshit that didn’t amount to anything

But from her reaction I had the feeling that this was gonna pose a problem unless I nipped it in the bud, which I didn’t have time for right now.

Six of us rode the hour out of town to Vanessa’s place out in the f*****g boonies. Vanessa’s a childhood friend of one of the sisters and that’s how she came onto our radar.

When she’d had enough she contacted Cynthia who had dropped a word in her old man’s ear who had in turn brought the issue to the crew. This is the kind of shit we handle among other things having to do with helping people in f****d up situations.

Like I said before, shit between a man and his woman had to be approached like a f*****g time bomb about to detonate. Hopefully this will be the last time we had to deal with this f**k because I hate repeating myself.

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KAT

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I wish Colton would try to understand my point here. I mean he’s treating me like a child which is the last thing I want from him. I want, no need to be treated like an equal not like some stupid little kid who needs to be protected all the time.

I know he’ll never forget what happened to me and neither will I but I do wish he would let it go and move on. He’s acting like my dad and I don’t want that. I want him to see me the way I am, as a survivor, as someone who he helped bring out of her shell.

I don’t understand why he’s working so hard to drag me out of that shell if he plans on keeping me sheltered from life. I’m beginning to think he’d never leave me home alone in this lifetime. How embarrassing is it that he dropped me off at his parents to be babysat?