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  “This is really happening,” she marveled, her dress falling to the floor.

  The thought of getting into bed with a badass like Ransom should have had her quaking in her boots. Instead, she was trembling with anticipation. The fire blazing in his eyes made her feel powerful with the knowledge that she was a woman and a desired one at that. Melody had been a stickler for nice undergarments, and judging from the look in her man’s eyes, Ransom was, too. His eyes were glued to her breasts, covered in magenta satin and lace. She bent down and yanked off her boots.

  “Damned straight it is. Next time, the boots stay on. C’mere, baby,” he rasped, holding a hand out to her.

  Flushed with excitement, she threw herself into Ransom’s arms. Not surprisingly, they fit together perfectly. Her figure was lithe but curvy in all the places that mattered. Lush breasts covered in lace teased Ransom, tempting him further, and the way her hips swayed when she walked had him damn near biting through his bottom lip.

  Damned if she wasn’t the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.

  “Have you ever done this before?”

  He’d been with plenty of bitches, but the thought of Billy with someone doing all the things he planned on doing with her was fucking severely with his psyche. Jaw locked, teeth gritting, and stomach pooling with dread, Ransom braced himself for her answer when she shyly avoided his gaze, choosing to focus on the carpet when she nodded slightly.

  “Once. On grad night with my best friend,” she admitted softly. At his perplexed look, Billy elaborated, “I was hurting and he was there. It was no big deal. We were both drunk, which was another bad decision, and I wanted to do it. I was so numb from my mom’s death, I felt like I was dead inside. I just wanted to feel something!”

  Her eyes were a twist of regret and caution, unsure of whether he would judge her. “Don’t worry. We were careful and used a condom. I got tested for STDs and went on the pill the next day. We’re still friends, but now, I wish I had waited.”

  Ransom tried to breathe through the gut-churning jealousy he felt at not being her first. But it swarmed like an angry hornet’s nest throughout his body knowing that someone else had seen Billy in all her exquisite glory. He highly doubted that the guy thought it wasn’t a big deal. He’d be a dumb motherfucker to not try and hang onto a girl like her. Ransom was determined to destroy that asshole’s memory. He planned to brand Billy so completely that motherfuckers would be able to smell him on her from at least five miles away.

  “You’re so wrong, baby,” Ransom gruffly admonished, massaging the small of her back. “Sex is a very big deal. Especially with the right person. You’ll realize it before I leave this room, wildthing.”

  Billy’s shyness dissipated with his touch and she sank into him, her body growing languid and weak for his touch. “I realized it as soon as I met you, Ransom. And you? I’m not even gonna ask if you’re a virgin. Just if you’ve been safe?”

  “Always. I don’t play about protection. Never been skin-to-skin with anybody either,” he reassured her, his hands moving up between her shoulder blades.

  “Well, alrighty then.” Billy laughed softly, thoroughly examining his body. Up close, she could appreciate the artwork covering his skin. A dancing reaper, with a scythe, guiding tormented souls into heaven’s gates blanketed his left arm. Wrapped around his right arm was Isaiah verse 54:17: No weapon formed against me will prosper. On his stomach was the same image on the back of his cut. There was a Gemini symbol on the right side of his chest. She touched the left side of his chest where the name Claudia was scripted and framed with angel wings and a halo. “You have a tattoo honoring your mom! That’s so sweet.”

  Ransom’s lips captured hers, and his hands slid down to grip her ass, squeezing the plump yet firm cheeks possessively. Against her mouth, he insisted, “You’re way sweeter.”

  He backed her against the bed and gathered her hair in his hand, kissing her deeply as she slowly pulled his boxers down. His dick sprang free between them, long and swollen, hitting her stomach. Billy’s hand grasped it, but it was too thick for her fingers to meet. She judged it to be nine inches easy, possibly more and reveled in how smooth it felt, like satin coated steel underneath her fingers. She stroked it from base to tip, and Ransom groaned his pleasure into her mouth, thrusting into her hand in the same rhythm he used his tongue. Encouraged, Billy tightened her hold and pumped faster, allowing his excitement to coat her palm for an effortless glide.

  No way in hell he was gonna cum before he got inside of her.

  Ransom grabbed her wrist to stop her. He unclasped her bra, revealing her gorgeous breasts, high and firm, the tips dipped in dark chocolate that had him drooling for a taste.

  Perfection.

  “Curiosity has been killing your poor little kitty cat, huh, darlin’? I’m about to bring it back to life with a whole lotta satisfaction. On your back, fancypants.”

  Billy obeyed, leaning back on her elbows as she climbed backward, stopping only when she reached the pillows. She watched Ransom reached down and extracted his wallet from the back pocket of his jeans. He produced a condom, quickly unwrapped it, and slid it on. Billy widened her legs to accommodate Ransom’s large frame as he settled over her. Immediately, he latched onto a succulent nipple, swirling his tongue endlessly before suctioning it deep into his mouth and biting firmly.

  Mindless with pleasure, Billy threw her head back, whimpering his name as he did the same to her other breast, practically inhaling them. Ransom greedily rotated between the mounds as she cupped them, eagerly offering more of herself to him. Her pussy was drenched with arousal and sensing that, Ransom’s fingers slipped between their bodies. He pulled her panties aside to play in her wetness. His long fingers trailed along the seam of her nether lips before the blunt tips slipped between them and stroked her tender clit.

  “Oh my God!”

  The tension building inside of her intensified by infinity. How could feel this damn good? Billy arched into him as he suckled harder and two of his fingers sank into her channel, leaving her full, but aching for so much more. Those talented digits found a spot inside of Billy that she wasn’t aware existed. In an agonizingly slow movement, he teased the bundle of nerves while rubbing his thumb pad against her clit sensuously.

  Billy panicked at the intense waves of bliss holding her captive. “Ransom…help me! Please!”

  “Sssh. This is all new to me too, baby. We’re in this together…” he groaned.

  How the fuck was he going to fit? Ransom wondered, licking the undersides of her breasts. Billy’s pussy was so fucking tight. Now was as good a time as any to investigate. He slid down her body to investigate. Removing his fingers, Ransom trailed kisses along her flushed skin until he reached his goal. Billy lifted her lower body, and he peeled her panties off. Tossing them aside, Ransom threw her legs over his broad shoulders, showcasing Billy’s pretty core. It was covered by a fine thatch of neatly trimmed black hair and glistening with her excitement.

  Billy had a sweet, musky fragrance that Ransom couldn’t resist. His tongue lapped up her arousal and starved for more, he buried it deep inside of her. Surprised at the electric sensations, Billy shot off the bed only to fall back in surrender at the splendid feeling. She had no shame as she clutched handfuls of his long hair and brazenly mashed her sex into his face, encouraging him to feast. Her enthusiastic moans spurring him on, Ransom obliged, nuzzling his nose against her clit. Her freely flowing nectar put his tongue into overdrive.

  Billy’s pussy was otherworldly.

  That was the most accurate way to describe how fucking good it was, Ransom decided. Like a peach, covered in soft fuzz, velvety in texture. Sweet and tart, it was so juicy that it would have dribbled down his chin if he wasn’t so greedy for her. Ransom wanted every drop he could wring from her. He wrapped his hands around her thighs to hold her in place as she bucked furiously against his face.

  “Ransom! Ransom!” she moaned shakily, eyes glazed over and biting down on her lip
s. “Don’t stop! Damn, I can feel—”

  Her mind short-circuited when Ransom nipped her overly sensitive nub and sucked it into his mouth as he thrust three fingers inside her pussy and fucked her. Already seeing stars, Billy soon saw the entire solar system as she splintered into a million pieces with an anguished scream. Tears seeped from the corners of her eyes as Ransom slid back over her and wrapped her in his arms.

  “You’ve got the sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted, baby. Taste yourself,” Ransom insisted, sliding his tongue between her lips in a lingering kiss. Billy drew on it, loving their taste together as his dick glided against her throbbing core. Lips meshed together, Billy wrapped her long legs around his muscled thighs, holding him captive as she moved along to the slow, grinding tempo he set, simulating sex.

  “Babe,” she whimpered urgently. “I need more of you. Please fuck me!”

  “You want this dick, baby?” Ransom teased, blazing kisses down her neck. He drew the tender skin covering her pulse into his mouth. He laughed softly against her strawberry-scented skin, and the vibrations shot straight to Billy’s pussy. Ransom’s head drifted lower to lavish her nipples with his talented tongue. She felt like screaming her frustration as the thick crown of his dick nudged her entrance teasingly before retreating again. Even covered in latex, Billy felt its heat and power and wanted all of it inside of her.

  Now.

  She knew her earlier assessment of him had been right. All he’d done was shown her the dick and let her touch it a little. Now, she was addicted and shook like a junkie for it. According to her mother and her girlfriends, that was what good dick did. It ruined lives and had you acting entirely out of character.

  He growled his surprise when her nails raked down his muscled back and superb ass. She slapped each taut buttock sharply and Ransom bit her chin in retaliation. “Something on your mind, Billy?”

  “Ransom! Stop playing around!” she demanded. With an imperious arch of her brow, Billy threatened, “Or I’m kicking your ass out of my bed!”

  He growled at her as he rolled them over and smacked her ass hard enough that it smarted. At her stunned exhale, he rubbed it better. “Did you just order me around like I’m your boy-toy? Is that what you just did, “Ms. Beverly Hills 90210”?”

  Glaring down at him indignantly, Billy squirmed against his hand, trying to find relief from the fire burning her backside. She plucked his ear, and giggled relishing in his wince. “You, asshole! Stop teasing me and give me what I want!”

  Ransom cupped her nape and drew her face down to his. “Shut up and relax, Billy.”

  She sighed with contentment as once again his mouth mastered hers. His kisses were her favorite vice, Billy decided. She wrapped her arms around his strong neck as his big hands kneaded her body starting from her neck, down her back and ass to her thighs.

  Billy pulled away, vocalizing her displeasure. “Ransom, if I was any more relaxed, I’d be unconscious! Are you trying to put me to sleep?! We’re supposed to be having sex!”

  His big body shook with laughter underneath her, and he kissed the tip of her nose. “No, woman! Sex is still happening, trust me. I’m just getting you ready for me. Look at this as the warm up leading up to the main event.”

  “Stop the presses!” Billy said incredulously. “Did-did you just say you’re getting me ready?!”

  “Mmm, I’m trying really fucking hard to be a gentleman, but fuck if all I wanna do is dick you down, wildthing,” Ransom informed her solemnly. Billy could see the lust raging in his eyes and knew he meant every word. “I’d planned on doing this the proper way. Dinner and giving you flowers and shit—”

  “You give me something way better than flowers!” Billy interrupted as she played with his hair,winding the long strands around her fingers. “You give me butterflies. Tons and tons of butterflies in the pit of my belly that go the fuck off whenever I see you or hear your voice! I want you now, Ransom. What the—”

  She was on her back again with Ransom looming over her. He took a moment to savor the look of wonder on her face, before his mouth crashed down on hers and he plunged into her so forcefully that Billy’s breath whooshed out of her and into him. He filled her up completely and all she could do was hold on as Ransom set a relentless pace, going so deep that she thought he’d give her a concussion.

  Sex with Billy was hands down the best Ransom had ever had. She was so hot, tight, and sopping wet that it wrecked havoc and blew his fucking mind. He broke out in a sweat, in an effort to resist shooting his load before she came again. Billy’s pussy clamped down around him like a chokehold, drawing him into a mind-blowing vortex. Ransom tried to pace himself, withdrawing and surging all the way back in, making her cry out sharply in torturous pleasure. Her nails dug into his back as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

  “Hang on, baby,” he murmured into her ear. Burying his face in the crook of her neck, he set a hard, driving pace that had her moaning deliriously and thrashing beneath him. The bed shook and rattled as he pounded into her, and she clung to him helplessly, licking the sweat from his neck and shoulders and sinking her teeth into his tattooed flesh.

  “Fucking shit, Billy!”

  “More, Ransom! Fuck me harder! Don’t stop!”

  Her fingernails dug into his ass. She was so aroused that Ransom should have been drowning in her juices instead of swelling impossibly harder as he drove them higher and higher until Billy exploded, her orgasm ripping through her like a hurricane. She tried to scream, but it caught in her throat as Ransom propelled even deeper inside of her convulsing body. Billy could feel his dick pulsating before he stiffened with a savage growl and came, triggering another orgasm from Billy as he continued to cum and fuck her until they were both spent. Dazed and gasping for air, Ransom pressed his forehead to hers, gazing deep into Billy’s eyes. Her stunned reaction mirrored his, Ransom was still unable to believe that this angel had given herself to him.

  There was no way in hell he was ever going to be able to let her go.

  He’d kill anyone who tried to keep them apart.

  “You’re mine, Billy.”

  His possessiveness conjured up her own. Wincing slightly at the ache in the small of her back, she leaned up on her elbows and kissed him slowly, loving the way he once more, sprang to attention inside of her. Billy was now thanking her lucky stars that Ransom had the fortitude to massage her. Against his mouth, she sighed, “Tell me something I don’t know. Just remember that claim goes both ways.”

  Ransom pressed her back into the mattress, withdrawing momentarily to remove the used condom and slide on a new one. Automatically her legs curled around his as he began to rock slowly inside of Billy once more. His momentum increased with each thrust while his name spilled repeatedly from her lips.

  Billy gave an exhausted laugh as Ransom’s lips trailed a path down her spine. She felt content and lethargic, her appendages as useful as limp noodles. “Again?”

  He nipped her ass, and her squeal turned into a purr as his tongue traced the curves of the full globes before dipping between them. “Hell yeah. And again, and again…”

  Billy gave a full body shudder, her nails digging into the damp sheets. “You spend any more time down there, and I won’t need to go in for my yearly check-up.”

  Ransom pulled himself up with a laugh and drew her back into his arms. “Think I missed my calling?”

  “Possibly. You do seem to know your way around that particular part of the female anatomy.”

  Billy tried to keep the conversation lighthearted and refrain from being jealous although she did wonder how he’d acquired the skills he had.

  “Only yours,” Ransom whispered into her ear, pressing his lower half against her bottom, enjoying her gasp of surprise that he was evidently ready for round four.

  “Not so fast. I want to talk.”

  Ransom dropped his head to her shoulder with a groan. “Now???”

  “Yeah, now!” Billy attempted to turn around and face him, but Ran
som held her still. “What are you doing?”

  It was a struggle to keep his voice even, and Ransom willed his body to stay relaxed. “You want to talk about what happened in the bar. I don’t. I don’t want to ruin our time together over shit that has nothing to do with you. Harley and I are going through some growing pains. I’m not liking what I’m seeing, so I’m trying to handle everything.”

  Billy absorbed his words and the pain he was trying to disguise. “I get that you want to help your brother, but are you going about it in the best way?”

  “You ever seen that movie “Old Yeller”? About the loyal dog that was the best in the world until he was bitten by that rabid wolf? The rabies virus infected him, making the dog unrecognizable to the family that loved him? Do you remember what happened in the end?”

  “I’m familiar with it,” Billy whispered, a chill sweeping over her body, which was a highly unusual reaction to a Disney film. “Are you saying that your brother is Yeller?”

  Ransom sighed heavily. Coming to terms with the truth of who Harley really was, well that was a weight he struggled with accepting. It would mean addressing the problem immediately. As in dealing with his twin enforcer style.

  How was he supposed to prepare for that?

  Billy peered over her shoulder at him with a concerned stamped all over her lovely face. “Babe?”

  “I’m saying that you should stay away from him and Pitch and let me worry about them.” The ice dripping from Ransom’s voice let Billy know his directive wasn’t up for debate.

  The sun was just rising when Ransom sauntered, stark naked, out of Billy’s bathroom, billows of steam following behind him. He reached for her Palmer’s Cocoa Butter lotion on the dresser and sniffed it appreciatively. “You’ve got my ass addicted to this stuff, wildthing.”

  From the bed, Billy smiled but didn’t look up as she carefully painted her toenails a shimmery pearl color. As he massaged the fragrant lotion into his skin, Ransom found himself engaging in his favorite pastime: watching her. Her long, black hair tumbled around her face and slim shoulders, making only her gorgeous lips available for his viewing pleasure. She was wearing a short white robe that highlighted her darker hue, and all Ransom could think about was peeling it off her to reveal that tantalizing body he craved. Like clockwork, his shaft responded accordingly. It grew unbearably hard for this angel, who only an hour ago, had that succulent mouth wrapped around his cock, stealing his soul.