Bella Jewel

Fuck.

She feels so good.

Her tiny body is curled around mine, her arms around my neck, her lips sliding across my cheek, her long, thick hair cascading down my back. I’m inside her and she’s riding me slow. Fuckin’ slow and sweet. Every now and then she runs her fingernails down my back. God, fuck yeah.

“Baby,” I murmur, hating that I love how that word sounds.

The moment it leaves my lips, she whimpers and her head drops back, exposing her long, exquisite neck and that beautiful fuckin’ jaw. Jesus, she’s gorgeous. I always knew it but now, seeing her like this, it’s as if my eyes have finally opened.

Using her hips to slow her, I gently show her how to ride my cock. I want nothing more than to bend her over and fuck her hard, but like this is fuckin’ nice too. Her nipples rub against my chest and she’s mewling, pussy clenching around my dick. Dammit, she’s fuckin’ divine.

I’m fucked.

~*~*~*~

KATIA

I wake up in Marcus’s arms, and it’s brilliant. I snuggle back into him, loving his warmth against my back, loving how amazing he’s making me feel. I don’t know why it took so long for him to let me see this side of him, and I don’t care. It’s here and I’m holding on with both hands. I won’t let go.

“I’m hungry,” I murmur into my pillow.

His arms tighten around me and he sleepily says, “Then get breakfast.”

I snort. “True romantic, Marcus Tandem.”

He chuckles behind me, and I decide I love that sound more than anything.

“Never said I was, precious.”

“I want pancakes.”

He snorts.

“And bacon.”

A huff.

“And then your cock again.”

He growls and slides his tongue across the back of my neck. “How’re you doin’ this morning? Aside from wanting to ride my cock again.”

I giggle softly, but answer him seriously. “I’m so relieved Mom is okay. I’ll go and see her first thing.”

“And about everything else?”

“You mean that my husband helps criminals?”

He flinches, but I can’t bring myself to be angry with him. I spent a lot of time thinking about it yesterday, and I know it’s dangerous, but I also know Marcus is a smart man. I’ve never, not once, had it come into my world, since I’ve been with him. Except for the involvement of my father, but I don’t think he would have hurt me.

“I’m careful with what I do, Katia.”

“On a scale of one to ten, how safe are we?”

“Never let anything happen to you.”

“That’s not an answer,” I say softly.

“Then eight.”

“Eight’s good.”

“Yeah?”

“Look, I don’t like it, and I’m not saying one day . . .” Say, when we have children. “. . . I will agree, but for now, it’s not affecting my life.”

“Ain’t goin’ to be forever. I’m getting out as we speak, but this shit takes time.”

“Why did you start doing it in the first place?” I ask.

He tightens his arm around me and thinks on that for a while. “Was a messed up kid, used to do drugs and deal with bad shit. I got contacts. I made friends. When I got involved in the business, a massive drug runner came to me, asking me to make his money clean. I did it, it benefited both me and him, it helped my business grow because I got a percentage, and so here I am.”

I still don’t fully understand how it works, but at least he’s being honest.

“You did drugs?”

“Yeah.”

“Shit.”

“Yeah.”

“Do you still?”

He jerks. “No, Katia.”

Oh, there’s that tone. Time for a subject change.

“About breakfast . . .”

His nose nuzzles my neck again. “Mmmm.”

“I think I’ll start with you.”

With a grin, I roll over, slide beneath the blankets, put his cock in my mouth, and do just that.