Damaged and the Outlaw (Damaged #4)

With Vaughn though, I only cared about making him feel as good as he made me feel. No man ever fucked me as well. It wasn’t Vaughn’s size or talents. He was a great lover because he wanted me to feel good. Never did he take without giving. No man ever worked so hard to make me cry out his name or ensure I fell asleep exhausted with a smile on my face.

“I want to look at you while you do that,” Vaughn murmured. “Turn around so I can see you.”

For a moment, I didn’t know what the hell he was talking about then I understood. Straddling his stomach, I returned to making his toes curl.

“You have the prettiest pussy,” he cooed as if sweet talking a girl in a bar. “Lightest public hair.”

Stroking me gently, Vaughn wanted to play and make me feel good. I appreciated his efforts, but his cock was too large to enjoy when I had any distractions.

I lifted my hips then started at him between our bodies. “I’m trying to work here,” I said, giving him a grin. “Hands off, buddy.”

“Looky, no touchy. I get it.”

Smiling, I rolled my tongue around the head of his cock and his toes curled in the most delicious way. Stroking him with my hand while loving him with my lips and tongue, I finally caused Vaughn to make the lovely moan of a man at the brink of pleasure. I loved that sound.

As soon as he filled my mouth and softened in my touch, Vaughn insisted he get a taste of my pretty pussy. I wish I could say I held out for a nice long tongue bath. Instead, I was so aroused from sucking him that I needed very little to lose control. Holding onto his waist, I bucked and moaned and thanked the universe for bringing this very talented sexy badass.





Chapter Twenty Four – Vaughn


Since I was twelve and stopped thinking girls had cooties, I’d been with many hot chicks. Back in Tucson, I even had a few girlfriends, but I could never commit. One chick claimed I had mommy issues. She said I put my mom on a pedestal and no woman could live up to the fantasy I created. For years, I figured that chick was right. Until I met Raven and I realized why no woman would satisfy me.

Everything was perfect when it was Raven. Her bad moods entertained. Her good moods enchanted. Her tears broke my heart. When I made her laugh, I was a god. When I thought I lost her, life was a bitter pill to be choked on.

The last few days, Raven was peaceful in a way I hadn’t seen before. None of the restless warrior bitch she showed the world. The wariness in her eyes disappeared when I showed up after the meeting. Her mind no longer lingered on the past and its disappointments. Raven hungered for the future. Our future.

Walking in the woods near the cabin, we were shaded by the giant trees. Around us, the katydids hummed and a hawk flew in the distance. It was a perfect sunny summer day as if God decided to give me a break for once.

Dylan and his crew fixed up the cabin, replacing the windows and hiding the bullet holes. Now, the place looked as good as new. Raven beamed at me when I said her stepbrother got the job. When she looked at me that way, I felt invincible. The Devils, my dangerous job, and the crap from the past meant nothing when my woman smiled as if I could do no wrong.

Reaching the river, Raven leaned over to look in the water. She was young and delicious in a light green halter-top and shorts. Even with all the flesh teasing me, my mind was on less sexual matters.

“Raven,” I said softly.

When she turned to find me on one knee, those faded blue eyes widened while her breathing sped up.

“I know I’m not perfect, but I think I’m as close as a man can get,” I said, making her laugh nervously. “I also know I have a rep as a guy who’s screwed every chick that walked by, but those days are over. They’ve been over since I met you that night. Even as friends with benefits, I wanted all of you. You’re my hope and my love and I’m keeping you. Now, I’m looking to make it official.”

Raven bit her bottom lip while her eyes grew wet and afraid. I knew she feared getting her hopes up. Life crapped on her plenty and she still worried it would again.

I pulled the ring from my pocket and Raven exhaled softly like she was still waiting for the catch. None was coming.

“Will you be my wife? No matter what happens with the Devils or anything else, I want you now and forever. Will you give me that chance?”

Raven said nothing for a minute, just staring at me. I felt a hint of fear that she might say no or she wasn’t sure. Then, she lunged for me and I caught her in my arms.

“Yes,” she whispered, sounding too young and unbelievably scared. “I love you and I’ll love you no matter what.”

Kissing her, I stole her breath and all the fear inside her. I wasn’t going anywhere and she wasn’t losing me. My kiss made this very clear and she softened in my arms. When I pulled my lips away and stared into her eyes, she smiled.

“I’ll take care of you, Vaughn. I’ll treat you good. I promise.”

“I know, cupcake. I’m not the other guys. I won’t disappoint you.”

“You’re like no one ever, Vaughn. You’re a dream and I’m afraid to wake up.”

I gave her a grin. “I am pretty fucking amazing, aren’t I?”

Finally, Raven’s wide eyes narrowed and she frowned. “You’re so vain. You probably think every song is about you.”