But this is different.
She is different.
This baby is mine.
And that is fucking gorgeous.
I unfasten the rubber band holding her pants up. I almost chuckle, but decide that she needs new fucking clothes, instead. Wriggling her shorts and panties down, only then do I place my hands at the insides of her thighs and push them wider.
“Wilder,” she whispers.
When she says my name, when she looks at me like she is right now. It’s almost too fucking much. Instead of responding to her, I focus on her pretty pink pussy. She’s damp, ready and waiting.
Leaning forward, I flatten my tongue and taste her. Swirling my tongue around her clit, I keep my gaze focused on hers. Her lids are lowered and she looks down at me through her lashes as I eat her.
The hands that were on my cheeks slide to the back of my head and her fingers grip my hair as she tugs me closer.
Fuck. Yes.
Chapter Thirty-Two
MOUNTAIN
“Fuck,” I groan.
It’s guttural, and I can’t hold it back even if I want to. Leighton is straddling me. I’m sitting up, my back against the wall as she rides my cock. She’s close, one touch of my thumb against her clit will send her over the edge, but I’m not ready for that, not yet.
Reaching out, I cup her full tits, gripping her nipples and tugging on them. She drops her head back between her shoulders, her hips rolling and jerking above me.
Fuck, she’s about to make me blow my load too fucking soon. I haven’t fucked anyone in months, I’m like a trigger, one slight move and I’ll come everywhere. Sliding my hands down her sides, I grip her hips and force her to slow down. Her entire body shivers and only then do I open my eyes to look into hers.
Leighton’s lips are turned up into a small smile, her breathing coming out heavily as she continues to ride me. Reaching one of my hands between us, I roll her clit with my fingers. She purrs, her hips jerking again as she grinds against my finger.
I can feel her pussy flutter around my cock. She’s close, climbing closer and closer. “Come, mi reina. Come all over me,” I practically beg.
Her body starts to practically vibrate, and that’s when I know it’s time. I pinch her clit, watching as she falls over the edge and comes—hard. Lifting my hips, I grip her with my free hand, fucking her until I bury myself deep inside of her and fill her with my own climax.
“Fuck yes,” I hiss.
Closing my eyes, I shift my hand from between us and place it on her belly. Slowly, I open my eyes and shift my gaze up to meet hers.
She’s smiling, her lids lowered as she watches me. She places her hand over the top of mine on her belly. “She’s ours, Wilder.”
“Yeah,” I grunt. “And even if she wasn’t, she still would be.”
“Why?” Leighton croaks.
“Because you’re mine, babe.”
She starts to move, but I grip her hip tighter. “Stay, missed the feel of you,” I whisper.
There’s a moment of silence as she watches me. Her lips slowly turn up into a smile. “Yeah?” she asks.
I nod, my hand staying against her full belly. She’s so fucking beautiful, her body changing, but Christ, I think I could be even more attracted to her than when I took her from her father’s house.
“Yeah, Leigh. Fucking missed you, babe.”
She presses her lips together, then shakes her head. Eventually she climbs off of me and I watch her sweet ass move as she covers up with a robe. Pushing up on my elbows, my eyes don’t leave her until she’s out of sight.
I hear a buzzing sound from my jeans and grunt as I realize it’s my phone ringing. Reaching down to the floor, I pick them up and search the pockets until I take out the device. Sliding my thumb across the screen, I hold it to my ear.
“Mountain.”
“Got a fuckin’ problem, brother,” Dragon growls.
“Listen, man,” I grunt. “Don’t ruin my mood. I just got my woman back.”
There’s a moment of silence, Dragon chuckles, but I can tell he’s about to ruin my fucking mood anyway.
“Your guy in TJ? His shit’s not here.”
My stomach twists. Fuck. I wonder if it has to do with his bitch who brought the shit last time and blew me. I wonder a helluva lot of things. Fuck. The door opens and Leighton walks in, her lips turning down into a frown at the sight of me on the phone.
“I’ll call him right now, find out what the ETA is,” I grunt.
“Call me.”
Dragon ends the conversation and I’m glad for it. Honest to shit, I didn’t want to talk to him anyway. Leighton drops her robe on the floor, then crawls onto the bed next to me. She stretches out beside me. Gathering her in my arms, I scroll through my numbers until I find his name.
“Gotta make a call,” I murmur.
“Need me to leave?” she asks.
I grunt, tugging on the back of her hair gently. She tilts her head back, her eyes looking into mine, her lips turning up into a grin. “Nah, babe. You stay right here, where you belong.”
She can’t hide her smile, though I’m not sure she even tries. Touching the contact, I bring the phone to my ear, my gaze never leaving hers.
“We got a problem?” I ask as soon as he picks up the phone.
“You fucked with my sister,” he barks. “The deal is off.”
I throw back my head, my body shaking with laughter. He grunts on the other end of the line, but I ignore his feigned anger.
“Your sister got on her knees for me, didn’t know her name, didn’t know she was your sister. My woman didn’t like that shit, so your sister got the boot.”
I can feel Leighton stiffening beside me, my arms tighten around her, holding her closer. “That’s not the way she tells it,” he mutters.
“That’s the way of it, hombre. Now, that shit is late. How are you going to rectify it?”
“Said what I said, meant it. Deal’s off.”
Anger fills my entire body. My blood starts to boil and I decide that there is no fucking way I can accept his response. This will be the last time that I use him, but I will not end out this day without any product.
“Message received,” I snarl before I end the call. “Fuck,” I shout.
“Wilder?”
Dipping my chin, I look into her eyes. “I gotta head outta town again for a little while.”
Her lips form a straight line and I almost smile. Shaking my head once, I lean forward and touch my lips to her forehead. “This is business and only business. Nothing else.”
“It’s too soon,” she whispers.
“I know,” I admit.
We’re both silent for a moment, for a long moment, until I break that silence. “I can make you a promise,” I murmur.
“A promise?”
I hum. “You’re it for me, babe. I’ll come back to you. There is only you.”
She’s quiet again, sucking her lips in, she bites on the corner of her bottom lip as she watches me. “Will you be sleeping with anyone else?”
I snort. “No, Leighton. I won’t. When I say there’s only you, I mean that.”
“For now,” she whispers.