Misfit(223)

His words exhilarated her, even as she demanded herself to move with care. They were completely alone, in the heat of the moment, and vulnerable. However, she had to be honest with him. “I never slept with Noah,” she said quietly. “I never had the desire to. I tried so hard to become interested in him that way, but I couldn’t stop thinking of you and Cash. You’re my quiet storm. He’s my raging inferno. Noah was someone…I used him and I shouldn’t have done that.”

“Used him?” Stretch scoffed. “That motherfucker almost killed you. Whatever the fuck you think you did to him, went out the fucking door the moment he turned against you. Fuck him.”

Stretch’s impassioned anger drew a smile from her. “It’s okay,” she soothed. “I survived.”

“He won’t.”

“You can’t kill him…” Her voice trailed off as she remembered what Johnnie said Christopher had done to Mike because he’d hit her. “Never mind,” she mumbled. It was useless to say not to hurt Noah. He’d earned a painful death. She shivered, not wanting to think about it. “Let’s focus on now. We have time to get this right.” Whatever this was.

“I don’t want to lose you.”

She didn’t want to lose him, either.

Stretch kissed her again. “Cash and I haven’t discussed what you said in the hospital. We haven’t discussed us at all, but I know how I feel. The question is what do you want?”

She didn’t have to think about that answer. “I want you and Cash, but I want a family. Now. I can no longer deny how much that means to me. I’m not going to pressure either of you to give me something you aren’t ready for. That’s why I asked if you had a condom. I haven’t resumed my birth control pills.”

“That means you have a high chance of getting pregnant if I fuck you?”

She nodded. “I’ve never tried so I’m not sure how easy it’ll be for me.”

He tangled his fingers through her hair. “Fee,” he whispered, raining kisses along the column of her throat. “Our common ground is Cash. Without him, there wouldn’t be an us. But having you in my life has given me new meaning. You’re one of the best things that ever happened to me. If you want a baby, I’m willing to give you one. I’ll take whatever ass beating I have to from Outlaw if it means I get you.”

Could there be any man sweeter than Stretch? A lump congealed in her throat. “You love Cash. He might get angry that we’ve made this decision without him.”

“You love the ornery motherfucker, too.”

“I do, but I also love you,” she admitted.

“I love you, too, Fee,” he responded, knuckling her jaw. “Different from Cash, but still real and true.”

“What happens if Cash doesn’t agree with your decision? You’ll lose him.”

“I can’t lose Cash if he doesn’t want me to have him. He knows how I feel. He promised me that he’d find a way for the three of us to be together if you survived. He hasn’t made one fucking move to accomplish that.”

“He did?”

“Yeah, Fee, he did.” A look of annoyance crossed his face before he shook his head. “Enough about him. I want you so bad I feel as if I’m about to burst.

She wanted him, too. Not because he didn’t care if she ended up pregnant. It was because of him. The man he’d shown himself to be.

Reclaiming her lips, he took her mouth in hungry kisses, shattering the last of her control. He explored the recesses of her mouth with his tongue, the feel of him leaving an imprint on her soul. She burned to have him inside of her.

“Take off your jeans, Ophelia,” he ordered, his kisses turning slow and drugging, masterful. “Then lean back against the handlebars.”

Not questioning his demands, Fee did as Stretch instructed.

He zeroed in on her naked bottom half. “Put your shoes back on.”

Inspired by his lazy drawl, Fee turned before bending over to do his bidding. The inhalation of his breath told her the sight of her exposed pussy affected him. Tossing her hair over her shoulder, she threw a grin at him.

Her mouth watered at his exposed cock and she hurried to complete her task before standing and facing him. Dressed in her T-shirt and tennis shoes, Fee walked to him and climbed on the bike again, leaning back as he’d asked.

Stretch grabbed her thighs and pulled her closer to him, impaling her on his cock. Fee released a small cry, the sharp metal digging into her back adding to her pleasure. Arching up, she met each of his thrusts measure-for-measure. His hands gripping her waist branded her and she increased her pace, urging him to do the same by silent demand.