The Outlaw's Obsession(48)

“I’m fine, Jagger. Scared, but okay. The women and children are okay?”

He nodded but stayed close to her. Drevin had texted him as he was leading her out and said things were good.

“You got here fast,” she said softly.

He breathed out and closed his eyes. “I broke a hell of a lot of speeding laws, nearly took out a guy walking across the street, but all I could think about was getting to you.” He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in even closer. “Fuck, Sonya, all I could think about was what would happen if I didn’t get here—”

“Shh, I’m fine, but this is all my fault.”

He was shaking his head before she finished. “No, baby. This altercation with Trick was a long time in coming, and anyways, there is nothing I wouldn’t do to make sure you or anyone else in this club is safe.” He tilted her head to the side and kissed her. “Everything will be okay, baby,” he murmured against her mouth. Jagger would make sure that it always stayed that way. “You’re my female, Sonya, my old lady.” It wasn’t a question.

She leaned back and looked at him.

“You own me, Sonya, own every fucking part of me, and that will never change.” He stared into her eyes, and they were so much brighter in the sunlight.

“I want to be all of that and more, Jagger.” The sounds of sirens could be heard in the distance, and soon the place would be swarming with authorities due to the gunshots. There were also two dead prospects by the entrance, but one of his guys had moved them to the grassy part of the lot and placed a blanket over them. This life was fierce and dangerous, and it made loving someone all the riskier.

He held her again, and at that moment he didn’t think about the death that surrounded them, but the life that he held.



One week later

Jagger ran his tongue along the space between Sonya’s ass and licked at her asshole. She tasted so damn sweet, with a hint of saltiness because of the sex-marathon they had done. He had already been about to come when she sucked his dick, but he was holding off until he was buried in the part of her body that he was licking and sucking at furiously. Jagger pulled back and grabbed the lube and condom that he had set beside him. Once his cock was covered in the latex, he applied a generous about of lube to his shaft and to the space between her ass cheeks.

Sonya looked over her shoulder at him, and the hazy, post-climatic glow that covered her had his dick jerking in response. “I’m a little nervous.”

Although this wasn’t the first time she had done anal, it was the first time she was consenting to it. She found that although she had experienced all of these things, doing them with Jagger, and actually wanting to, was like the first time. He smoothed a hand down her back and over the mounds of her bottom. “It’ll be okay, baby, but we don’t have to do this if you don’t want.”

She shook her head. “I said I was nervous, not that I didn’t want to do it.” She grinned, but it was a sexy soft kind of one, and his heart slammed against his chest in response.

Jagger looked down at her ass, took a cheek in each hand, and spread her wide. He had an unobstructed view of her pussy and her anus, and hell, was that a sexy as fuck sight. He let go of one cheek and grabbed the root of his dick to place it at her entrance. Slowly he started to push inside of her. More sweat lined his body at the tight, scorching hot feel of her ass clenching around his penetration. When he was past the tight ring of muscle, he slid in all the way easily. He grunted in pleasure at the feeling, and she moaned.

“I feel so full.” She breathed out, but she was faced forward now and had her head buried in the pillow.

Jagger continued to push inside of her until every inch of his cock was buried in her ass. For a moment all he did was stay still, allowing her body to adjust to his size. When her breathing increased and she started pushing back against of him that was when Jagger started moving. He kept his pace slow and steady, but soon the bear inside of him snapped and clawed and he was thrusting into her ass with a speed that astounded even him. Sweat lined the length of her spine, and he smoothed his hands up her back and spread the wetness around. They were both breathing heavily, and the sounds of his sick sliding into her ass, and of his pelvis meeting her slicked flesh, made the most deliciously wet noises.

His speed was fast, but he couldn’t help it. He was letting his animal have some control, letting his bear in on the ecstasy that she caused within him. His balls drew up and he knew he was close, but he needed her to get off again. “Come on, baby, fucking come for me again.” He reached around and found her clit with his fingers, and started rubbing the little nub back and forth. The sound she made before she got off was gritty and raw, and so damn hot.