Page 32 of Sapphire

“He should have had the balls to tell me before anyone else,” Reaper goes on. “Am I cool about it? Yeah, I am if he treats you right. Fuck this up and I will bury you, my friend. The Gulf won’t be far away enough.”

Funny, that’s the second time I’ve been threatened in a week.

“Wouldn’t expect any leniency.” I glance at Sapphire. “But I love her, and she loves me. We’re gonna make a go of it.”

He sighs, then wraps an arm around his sister, pulling her away from me. “If it’s what she wants, I guess I have no choice in the matter.”

“It is,” Sapphire tells him. “I love him.”

Reaper sighs. “Then that’s all I need to know…”

We’re meeting Mom on neutral grounds: the Saddle Hop. I don’t know what will happen today, or if there is any chance for us as a family, but I’ll keep her at arm’s length. I won’t get my heart invested like I did all the other times. Mika deserves a chance to know her. The real her, and if it turns out she hasn’t changed, I’ll escort her out of town myself, never to return.

I have everything I want right here, and having Sapphire beside me is the icing on the cake.

I’m in love, for the first time in my life, with the woman of my dreams. She may have been under my nose all along, but we came together at the perfect time.

Our eyes meet, and I know I’m looking into the soul of my other half.

My woman.

My Sapphire.

Sapphire

I grip Sin’s hair, spreading my legs wider as he groans.

When we got back to my place, he didn’t waste any time in pulling my panties down and getting to business. The man is insatiable.

The first swipe of his tongue dragging through my pussy is almost too much to take. It’s so good, I can barely stand it.

“So fuckin’ sweet,” he mutters, the short stubble of his beard tickling my sensitive flesh. He laps at me, stimulating my clit over and over until I’m crying out his name. I buck against him, gripping his hair tighter, which only makes him groan louder, and he knows his noises do wild things to me. “I can’t wait to be inside you.”

For once, I don’t sass him out and tell him what to do. Nope, at this particular juncture, I’m a-okay with him taking the lead. And he does, again and again, as he sends me to heaven and back multiple times.

“Baby, please,” I beg him. “I can’t take anymore.”

He pulls back, looking up at me with a gleam in his eyes. “You taste so fuckin’ sweet, could eat you out all night.”

“But I need that big cock inside me,” I whine.

He fists himself, and my eyes drop to his hand, working over his cock. He’s naked in front of me as I sit on the edge of the bed. I’ll never grow tired of the sight of him like this.

“I love it when you beg.” He pushes me backward and moves over the top of me. Holding himself, he teases my entrance as I watch his ministrations with the heat of a thousand fires rolling through my veins.

Sin coats himself in my slickness, rubbing his cockhead back and forth. It drives me wild. I arch my back, trying to coax him inside, but when Sin wants to take me, he will.

He does it again until my fingernails dig into his ass. I’m right on the cusp of another orgasm when he lines up and pushes in, inch by inch.

Fuck.

I fall hard, the jolt of his cock, and his pubic bone hitting my clit sends me off like a rocket.

Sin gives me no time to adjust, he just pulls out, then slams back in. “You feel that, cupcake? What my cock is doin’ to this sweet, sweet pussy?”

I garble some form of a plea, but I don’t want him to stop. “Harder,” I cry when I find my voice. “Faster.”

He tsks. “Now, now, patience is a virtue.”