I let out a deep growl and bent my knees a little, settling right in.
I started to thrust at Linds’s perfect mouth. I wanted to test her depths, see how much she really did trust me. I spread my fingers wide at the back of her head. I pulled my cock back, almost all the way out of her mouth.
“Get ready for me, sweetie,” I said, looking down at those beautiful dark eyes that had captivated me for years.
I pressed forward watching my cock enter her mouth again. This time I didn’t stop myself. I kept going. Inch by inch she continued to take me. Her lips reached the hand stroking my thick root and she flattened her hand against my pubes.
I wasn’t done yet.
I pressed some more, my hand to the back of her head, thrusting gently forward. Her eyes shut and I could feel the inside of her mouth quivering as she was reaching her breaking point. I felt the ridged head of my cock playing at the back of her throat. Any movement she made inside her mouth and throat squeezed tight against the head of my cock.
I let out a long hiss, feeling the urge to come grow stronger.
I finally eased up on Linds and slowly took my cock from her mouth. She pulled away and let out a sexy gasp. Her cheeks were burning a deep red color. Her hand went right back to work on my cock.
“I’m right there, sweetie,” I said. “Take it all.”
Linds attacked my dick like she hadn’t had nourishment in days. She moved back and forth on me, fast, perfect, bringing me to the edge within seconds. I gritted my teeth and sucked in a breath, trying to hold back. I had the fingertips of both hands to her shoulders, pulling and pushing, feeling my shaft reaching a point where I wouldn’t be able to control it.
And when that moment hit, I grunted as her lips slid down my shaft. When she pulled back, the first spurt of cum shot out of my cock and into her mouth. Linds stopped and groaned, swallowing it, her mouth still full, ready for more.
Then came the next spurt… and another… and another… and a-fucking-nother.
She eased up and back on my shaft, working with my pulsing cock, taking all my seed, letting it coat her tongue, mouth, throat, swallowing when she had no choice but to do so.
She slowed down and finally stopped at the head of my cock, sucking as hard as she could, both of her hands on my shaft, still stroking, using her spit and my cum as lube. Fuck, she coaxed every little bit of cum out of me, right to the point where my balls felt like they were tied in a knot, unable to throw anything else at her.
I couldn’t remember the last time a woman sucked me dry like that before.
“Fuck,” I groaned when she took her mouth from me.
Linds climbed up and sat on the bed, breathing heavy.
My cock just hung there, wet, throbbing, far from being done for the night.
But I knew what needed to happen next.
We needed to talk. I needed to tell her everything I knew.
I reached and touched her face, tracing a line to her chin, forcing her to look up at me.
“Sweetie,” I whispered. “Are you sure you want to know all of this?”
Linds nodded. “Yes, King. I have to know. So I can ready my heart to be broken again by you.”
29
(Lindsey)
*NOW*
I WAS TANGLED up in the covers with King. Our naked bodies touching. My fingers slowly moving along the hard muscle of his body. My head resting against his wide chest. The first time I ever put my head to King’s chest he did not have the muscle he had now. Time and experience gave him the chiseled body I was cuddled close with. But there was so much he had lost in that same time also.
King touched my back, moving his hand up and down.
“I don’t know who Anderson exactly is,” he said after already telling me that the man outside my apartment and in Aunt Jane’s was named Anderson. “But he was able to work a deal to get me out. He wants me to bring down Uncle Jakey. He wants dirt on the Reap but I don’t think that’s his main concern. He wants Uncle Jakey. And the thing is… I can’t help but wonder what the real truth is. Anderson keeps hinting about Tito.”
“Your brother?” I asked. I looked up at King.
“Yeah. There’s information there, sweetie. So I’m trying to play all these sides.”
“But you told the Reap about Anderson, right?”
“Of course I did,” he said. “I’m not a fucking rat. I love that club. I love all those guys in it.”
“So when this all explodes, you’re going to end up in prison or dead,” I said.
“I’m going to fight to prevent that,” King said. “If there’s evidence out there that I didn’t murder the guy that killed Tito, then I’m good. I did my time. If I have to do more, fine. But I’ll fight until my last breath.”
I swallowed hard. “And me?”
“What about you, sweetie?”
“How am I supposed to survive like this? Constantly wondering what you’re doing. Why. Where. This whole fucking story of ours…”