Page 60 of West (The Moral Compass 1)
I held Sutton’s hand as we walked into the kitchen. Her eyes went straight to the secret doorway. I walked up to it, pulled it open, and showed her the brick wall that replaced the keypad door. I promised myself I would do whatever it took to ease any pain and bad memories. With a gentle kiss to her lips and a run of my hand through her hair, I can see her body relaxing a little. Kara is off fussing over North.
That girl is one tough bitch. After everything that’s happened, she still hasn’t broken down and, when giving her statements, the police have said she was very matter of fact. That’s my worry. Whilst she looks great on the outside it’s what’s going on inside we need to help her with.
Mum’s wandering around singing at the top of her voice along to Whitney Houston’s “Step by Step.” I don’t know if she’s playing it on purpose, but it makes Sutton smile as she catches Mums’ eye and nods. Unspoken stuff between women I’ll never try to understand, but that was a clear “I’m trying” from Sutton. She’s the strongest woman I have ever met. Yes, she might cry, and tears flow, but inside, she is a solid brick wall. She finds ways to fight back without violence and putting herself at risk. Who in their right mind would think of putting a mobile phone fully inside them? But she did, and it saved her life. Strength doesn’t have to be muscles and the ability to pack a punch. It’s what’s upstairs that counts.
A few days have passed, and although we have shared the same bed and the occasional shower, we haven’t had sex. I can’t bring myself to go that final step and make love to her. It’s not that I don’t want to. I’m scared of pushing her too far too soon. She seems comfortable and more relaxed every day, but my balls are fucking killing me.
I’ve been in the office a couple of times this week and have explained that the position is still Sutton’s, but it’s on hold for now. Nobody questions me. They’ve seen the news. They’ve seen it everywhere they look. It was the number one news story since it happened.
It’s Saturday night, and Sutton and Kara haven’t been anywhere since leaving the hospital. The Dendrobes and the Birds have gone back to their respective countries after making sure all traces of the scum had been eradicated. Yes, there will be a few missing people, but they made their choice when they joined forces with Ralph and Stella. They had no regard for innocent life and the families they would destroy. For the first time, Sutton is safe, she is free, and she needs to learn to live.
Chapter 48
Sutton
We’vebeeninthehouse since being discharged from the hospital. It’s Saturday, and I am bored. Bored out of my mind. I’ve tried to keep myself busy by swimming, walking around the grounds with Kara and North, which are huge by the way, and I’ve read a load of romance novels, but all they do is make me ache for the closeness between me and West.
It’s been days, and apart from a few touches and passionate kisses, there has been nothing like before. It feels like we are drifting away from each other. He’s been back at the office a few times. I keep asking to go with him, but he says I’m not ready for it yet. But I am. I need to start living.
I’m sitting in the reading nook in the bedroom when West bounces through the door.
“Get your best clothes on. We are going out.” He’s smiling from ear to ear.
“Why? What’s the occasion?” I ask.
“It’s a date. We haven’t really had one and as you get a clean, fresh start, I thought we could, too.” He grins, holding both my hands. Desperation flashes across his face. He thinks I might say no.
I smile and nod. “Okay, but we need to shower first,” I respond. Then, a wink and a raised eyebrow later, we are pulling at each other’s clothes.
Kisses burn down my neck across my collar bone. His hands are fiddling behind my back to release my bra. Once he’s done, his hand finds my breasts instantly, and I can feel his rock-hard erection pushing against my stomach. My hands find his belt and buckle and undo them, sliding the zipper down. His cock is trying to escape from the waistband, and the tip is hot and bulging. I move into position and take his cock in my hand.
His mouth is on my nipples, biting and sucking, and he’s massaging the other with his hand. Fuck, this is good. It feels like forever that I’ve had him roam over my body like this. The head of his cock feels so soft, and a small amount of pre-cum has escaped. I need to taste him. I need him in my mouth. I release my hand and push his boxers and trousers down his legs.
He gasps, and the release from my nipple leaves it cold. I push him back onto the bed and drop down to my knees. With one hand I guide his rock-hard cock into my mouth. Fuck, he tastes amazing. All warm and hard but smooth. I start licking him up and down his shaft and sucking on the tip.
He groans with pleasure. “Fuck, Sutton, I need to fuck you now!”
I shake my head slowly. I’m enjoying myself too much to stop. I want to feel him explode in my mouth. I want to taste his pleasure like he tastes mine. I want him to come so hard he sees stars. I take him back down in my mouth till it reaches the back of my throat. Tears appear in my eyes, but I’m not sad. I’m so happy. Happier than I have ever been. I want to taste this man every day if it makes him groan and writhe like this. He taps my head. I think it’s his way of saying he’s going to come. I ignore him and carry right on with my assault of his delicious cock.
“Fuck, Sutton. Fuuuck.” His hands are twisted in my hair whilst he pumps his come into my mouth. When I think he’s finished, I look up into his eyes, wipe my mouth, and wink. I walk into the bathroom, turn on the shower, and undress what’s left of my clothing. I smile to myself. I’m pretty pleased with myself. That was one hell of a blow job. I never thought I could let a guy come in my mouth, but I wanted it, Ineededit, and I would crave it for the rest of my life.
I look at myself in the mirror. Not a trace of the damage done. My skin is smooth and mark-free. Except for the tiny bite marks surrounding my nipples. They were made with care, not brutality. I let down my hair, brush it out, and step under the rain forest waterfall they call a shower.
Two big hands turn me around to face him. Lips on lips, he pushes me under the water. My head falls back as he kisses my neck and down my chest, nipping and biting my left nipple and then the right. They are still sensitive from before, and I can feel the heat pooling below, pulsing between my legs.
His fingers slide around my slit up and down slowly and,finally, he slides one finger in between the skin, gently massaging the area of my opening and grazing lazily over my clit.
“Fuck, I need you inside me now,” I beg, but he just shakes his head and slides further down my body with his tongue. When he’s on his knees in front of me, he uses both hands to push my thighs apart and then slides his tongue across my slit. Then, with his strong mouth, he sucked hard on my clit, one finger inside me, then two. As he is pumping his fingers in and out, he’s stroking my insides. Then, he sucks hard and bites on my clit. My head explodes, and I see stars. I’m coming harder than I have ever come in my life.
“Oh, Jesus, oh, God. Fuck, this is the best ever,” I pant. “Just—West, baby. West. No need to promote me just yet.”
He holds my frame as my legs start to give way. But it isn’t over. When he’s back on his feet, he spins my body, pushing me up against the cold tiles. With my legs still spread, he lines up behind me, pushing my back down gently with one hand, and he slides right in. He moves gently at first, but he’s getting deeper with every push. His other hand finds my clit and rubs gently in circles with intermittent pressure and, fuck, I’m coming again.
I’m backing into him, begging for more as I thunder through an orgasm that nearly breaks my heart. He catches me just before I fall and lifts me up, pushing my back against the wall as I wrap my legs around his waist, and he slips back inside me, pumping harder and harder to the point where I think he’s going to lose control. I wish he would. He’s always so careful like I’m a China doll that will break.
Be careful what you wish for Sutton.
My wish was granted. He pulls hard on my hair, exposing my neck, fucking me harder and harder. I feel myself clench hard around his powerful cock. Stars burst in the back of my eyes as I feel the warmth of my pleasure coat him. Two more thrusts and he rears backward, growling like a bear, “Fuuuuuck.”
