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“I just want to kiss you, Iris,” he said against my mouth.
“Just kissing, huh?” I could already feel that he wanted to do more than just kissing.
“Well...” Throwing back his head, he laughed. “You know I want more.” Ducking his head, his lips found my ear. “I want to see you cum again. I want to feel you spasming around my cock as I make you forget your own name.”
Wetness pooled between my legs. Damn him and his husky, filthy mouth. I wanted that as well. It was strange how quickly hate had turned into lust. Or maybe the lust had been there all along. Maybe it was because I wanted him so much that I’d hated him so hard.
“But I don't think any of that is appropriate with Little Legs downstairs.”
“Little Legs?” Laughing, I stared up at him.
“She needed a nickname, something to wear on her cut.” He said it like it was nothing.
“Her cut?”
“Yeah, the one I've ordered for her.” He grinned down at me like the damn Cheshire cat.
“You ordered my daughter a cut?” I didn’t know how I felt about that. It was kind of sweet, but at the same time, I didn’t really want my daughter to think a motorcycle club was where she belonged.
“And a little bike, not a motorbike, Iris, so stop looking at me like that.” He caught my look and shook his head again.
“I don't know what to say Cyber; you’re spoiling her.”
“She has nothing here, and she needs things, Iris, that's all. I'm not trying to overstep or anything.”
“I know. It's just...” I cracked a smile at him, “it's nice that you are spoiling her.”
“I want to spoil you as well.” His lips were back on mine, his hand moving between our bodies to cup my breast as he rolled on top of me, keeping most of his weight up on his elbows. Without thinking about it, I wrapped my legs around his hips, hooking my feet to bring him into me fully.
He made one of those sexy, deep growling noises that I loved so much.
“Damn girl, you keep rubbing yourself against me like that and I'm gonna buy you a cut as well.” His lips devoured mine, one hand massaging my breast, the other sliding under me so he could hold me to him. Cyber’s hips moved as he kissed me, sending shock waves of pleasure through my body.
If it was that good with clothing separating us, how good would it be to get naked with him?
“Ewww.” A tiny voice followed by boisterous laughter filled the air. Cyber rolled from me and onto his back guiltily.
“Were you kissing my mommy?” Violet’s voice was accusing from the doorway.
Embarrassment heated my cheeks as I scrambled up to rest back against the headboard. I crossed my arms over my chest to hide my nipples that were prominently displayed through my thin t-shirt.
“I sure was, Little Legs.” Cyber looked cocky with his arms crossed behind his head, a smug self-satisfied look on his face. “Is that ok?”
Violet's lips pursed, and her brow screwed up as she thought carefully about her answer. And then she shrugged. “Yeah I guess so.”
“Glad to hear it, hey, did you two finally finish breakfast?”
It was only then that I noticed the tray clutched in her hands. Her arms shook with the weight of it. “You made me breakfast, princess?” I asked.
Violet ignored me totally. “Are you going to be my daddy? Or an uncle like Monster?”
Cyber froze. His eyes flicked towards me and there was such wild panic in his eyes that I instantly felt sorry for him. I should have warned him about Violet's blunt nature. She asked what came into her mind like most four-year-olds. There was no filter.
“Come and share breakfast with me, Violet.” I patted the bed next to me. “I'm starving, but I don't think I can eat all of that.”
“Can Cyber stay with us? Or Monster?”
Cyber grumbled loudly at her words but didn’t say anything. “Me and Monster have some things to do downstairs, Little Legs. There's some people who really want to meet you and we have to tidy up, isn't that right, Monster?”
