Brutal Boxer by Naomi Porter

27

Boxer

I paced the room as Storm told me about the shitstorm going on back home. I hadn’t heard from him in two days. Aspen and I stayed holed up in the room of a new motel each day. This one had the shower hidden from sight, so I couldn’t watch her scrub her body while I called Prez for an update. I gotta say, I missed seeing her naked under the showerhead.

We’d been terrific after our talk the other day. I’d run out for food a couple of times, took her for a drive, and then we’d spend the evenings watching movies. Have an all-night make-out session, exploring each other. We’d laugh about the olden days, and shed a few tears talking about Jill.

Overall, I never wanted this to end. I wanted it to only be Aspen and me against the world, the way we used to dream about. I’d have some difficult decisions to make sooner than I wanted.

“The son of a bitch is getting bolder. He and his goons aren’t hiding. I want him gone yesterday!” Storm’s voice boomed.

“I’ll come back and help. I can’t wait to chop the motherfucker into pieces.” I kept my voice low, so Aspen didn’t hear me. Knowing how she felt about going back, I didn’t want to upset her.

“What about your woman?”

“Glad you recognized she’s mine.”

“Always knew she was, brother. Didn’t mean I liked it after she hurt you.”

I scratched my beard, feeling agitated. “And now you know Jill is responsible for keeping us apart.” I hated putting this on Jill, but it was the truth.

Storm sighed. “Wolf told me about the blow-up before Baldie arrived. Don’t worry, I won’t be a dick to her.”

I snorted. “That’s big of you.”

“Fucker.” Storm chuckled.

“How is Wolf?” I sat on the edge of the bed, keeping an ear out for Aspen.

I’d worried about Wolf nonstop since the accident. He was crazy in love with my sister. I couldn’t imagine what he was going through.

I cut my eyes to the bathroom door, remembering when I lost Aspen. It wasn’t like she’d died. I always knew she was alive somewhere.

On some level, when I didn’t hate her for breaking my heart, I’d hoped our paths would cross. That maybe we’d be given a second chance. And here we were together. I was damn grateful too.

Wolf wouldn’t get another chance with Jill.

“He keeps to himself.”

“I’m not surprised.”

Wolf was never a social creature. That was Jill. Strange how they seemed to work despite their differences.

I sat on the edge of the bed. “Keep him busy. Don’t let him sink.”

“So do you really want to come back? If Campbell finds out she’s in town, he will turn the place upside down.”

“That’s what’s holding me back. I don’t want to cause more chaos for the club or the town. I also don’t want to risk Aspen’s life.”

“Then tell me what you want. My cousins are here. So are the Fallen Soldiers. My dad sent a crew of his men to help us. We’re going all-out war to get Casso. Hendricks doesn’t like it, but he’s tired of the shit Campbell’s pulling.”

“I don’t even know what I want.” It turned my stomach when I thought of Aspen being near Casso.

“If Aspen were here, he might get ballsy. Like he’s God, storming the gates of the compound. We’d have enough men to take him and his men out.”

“I don’t like the idea of using her as bait.” Just then, I saw Aspen listening. Fuck. She’d already volunteered. Tried to run away to protect everyone. She’d do it. I fucking didn’t like it, nor did I want to take any chances Campbell might get his hands on her.

“It’s up to you, brother. Nearly a month of this shit. I’m over it. I won’t let this go on for as long as the war with the Hunters.”

“I hear you there.” I tracked Aspen’s every move as she dried her hair, only wearing a towel. She hadn’t spotted all day. Every time she went to the bathroom, I waited on pins and needles for a report. I was at my wit’s end, desperate to finally make love to her. I didn’t care about a little blood. But she seemed to, and I respected that.

“I’ll check in if anything changes.” Storm muttered something to someone else. “Angel wants to know how Aspen’s doing after the miscarriage. Patch also wants to know if she’s had any issues.”

I smiled, imagining Storm was uncomfortable as hell talking about personal things. He had a big heart he rarely revealed. The most protective man I knew. But he didn’t want to know shit about other people’s personal life.

I needed to screw with him just for the helluvit. “Maddy is the sweetest. Aspen hasn’t spotted all day. Her bleeding let up probably six or seven days ago.” I nudged my chin at Aspen. “Babe, how many days has it been since you had heavy bleeding?”

She raised her hands in the air, mouthing, “What are you doing?”

I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Fuckin’ hell,” Storm growled. “Angel, she’s fine. Enough with the questions.”

Yep, I took great joy, hearing the irritation in my brother’s voice. Damn, I missed him.

“I’m out,” Storm muttered. “I’ll be in touch when I know more.”

“Try not to call tonight.” I sensed Aspen and I might be in the clear.

“Why not?”

“Brother, do you really need to ask?”

Storm was silent for a beat. “Well, if it’s important, I’ll be calling. Best you get on with it, so I don’t cock block you.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever heard you say cock block.”

The call ended. I roared with laughter, knowing I pissed him off.

“Okay, funny guy. What was that all about?” Aspen pushed her hip out and crossed her arms over her chest.

“First, are we good to get nasty? Because I cannot fucking wait much longer.”

She sashayed toward me, lust shimmering in her emerald green eyes. Hot damn, I knew her answer.

“What do you think?” She unwrapped the towel and let it pool at her feet. She straddled my lap, rubbing her pussy on my rapidly growing erection.

“Fuck, Snow.” I flipped around with her, putting her on her back. I kissed her hard, wiggling out of my boxer briefs. My heart hammered in my chest, excited to finally have all of her again. I dragged my fingers down her stomach, over her smooth mound. “You’re incredible, baby.” I inserted two, finding her wet and ready.

I pulled my hand away to inspect.

She slapped my shoulder. “You don’t trust me?”

“Just double-checking.” I sucked her juices off my digits, rolling my eyes back and groaning.

She giggled. “Dirty man.”

“Just like I remembered.” I smacked my lips, wiggling my brows.

“Stop. You do not remember what my pussy tastes like.”

“The fuck I don’t. I remember everything about you.” I started to crawl down her body.

She stopped me. “No, I need you inside me.” Suddenly her playfulness was gone.

I moved back up, staring into her eyes. “What’s wrong? I just wanted a taste.”

“We’re going back to the compound, aren’t we?”

This wasn’t the time to talk about that.

“Right now, it’s just you and me,” I told her.

“I’m sorry.” Her fingers played with my beard. “Make love to me, Z.”

My heart was set on ravaging her pussy. “One lick.” I had my face buried in her heat before she could distract me. I flattened my tongue, enjoying her giggles and squirming. “Goddamn, you’re delicious.” Sweet and creamy. Smooth as silk. Sheer perfection.

“You’re incorrigible.”

“Mhm.” I dragged my tongue slowly through her folds, swirled over her clit. I loved this pussy. I nibbled her lips, tickling her with my scruffy beard.

“Z, you’re going to make me come!” She bucked into my face.

“Then come, baby. I ain’t gonna stop you.” I inserted a finger, sucking on her clit. Then another as she humped my face.

“Oh, Z… Oh, Z!” She grabbed the back of my head, pushing her sweet pussy in my face, and blew the roof off the building, screaming my name like a prayer. Her body tensed and trembled. Nails pricking my scalp.

Fucking Campbell better not have ever given her such an explosive orgasm.

Aspen panted, limp as a noodle as I kissed my way up her body. I lingered at her stomach, peppering it with love and affection, sad for her loss. Fully set on putting my own baby in her when the time was right.

“Z?”

“I’m sorry, Asp.” I touched my nose to hers. “I’m really sorry.”

“Thank you.”

“I haven’t asked you, but how are you emotionally?”

She wrapped her legs around my hips. “I’m sad, but I’m in the camp that it wasn’t meant to be. Millions of women miscarry during the first trimester. It’s a lot more common than some realize. I have more guilt because I didn’t want to be tied to Casso for the rest of my life. Like maybe my negative feelings about the baby caused me to lose it.”

I shook my head. “No. That’s not what happened. I know you would’ve been the best mom in the entire world.”

She smiled softly. “You always could make me feel better. When we were together, you made me feel like the most amazing person to ever live.”

“Because you are, Snow. To me, no one can hold a candle to you.”

“Thank you for that mind-numbing orgasm. I’m so relaxed.”

“Yeah?” I nibbled her lips. “Too relaxed for more?”

“Oh, hell no. I want lots more. But are you sure about no condom?”

We’d talked at length about this. We were both clean. I had always worn a condom when I had sex, but I didn’t want to with Aspen. I wanted to feel all of her without a barrier. Her concern was getting pregnant. I wasn’t worried. I’d be thrilled if I knocked her up.

But if she was unsure, I’d wear one. “Want me to dig one out of my wallet?”

She bit her bottom lip. “I could get pregnant.”

I dropped a kiss on her lips. “Then we’d run off to Vegas for one of those Elvis ceremonies.”

She laughed, snorting a little as she scrunched up her freaking adorable nose. “I remember when we talked about that the night before you left for boot camp.”

“Do you also remember I asked you to marry me?”

Her eyes shimmered. “Yes.”

“I still want to marry you.” I eased into her, holding my breath because she was fucking tight. Since we left the cabin, it’d been a marathon of reconnecting and discovering not a lot had changed. We still liked the same comedies and music. Made each other laugh. Talked into the night, curled in each other’s arms. Despite the years apart, it was like no time had passed. We didn’t skip a beat, now that we were together again.

She gasped, gripping my biceps. “Oh my God, you’re huge.”

“Words every man dreams of hearing.”

She threw her arms around my neck, laughing against my lips. “Seriously, I think you grew bigger.”

“Keep stroking my ego, baby. I love it.” I pulled out a little and slid back in. Out and back in. Repeating the same until I moved easily inside her. I didn’t want to rush our first time, but damn, it felt incredible to be inside her again.

Aspen caressed my shoulders, moving her hips to meet mine. When I dropped my gaze, the look of lust in her green depths stole the air from my lungs. She was so beautiful watching me, amazement on her face. I could tell she felt as in awe as I did.

We were finally one hundred percent back together. Something I’d dreamed about more times than I could count.

When we find the love of a lifetime, it lasts a whole fucking lifetime, even when we’re not together.

I bent my arms on either side of her, holding myself up. Swirling my hips, I enjoyed her warmth surrounding me. Not just my cock deep inside her. The aura Aspen exuded. It was fresh, loving, playful… everything I’d been missing.

My Snow.

My forever and ever.

“You can get moving, Z. I think I might come again just having you in me.”

For real, she was pulsing. Grinding her little clit against me, desperate for another release.

“Don’t come until I tell you to.” I wanted us to come together. Setting a steady pace, I poured everything into each thrust to take us higher and higher. “I missed you so damn much, baby.”

“I missed you too, Z. Oh wow! Yes, hit my G-spot.”

I drove in, making her yelp and cry out, yes. Just hearing her had me rushing to the edge. I hit it again and again. “I never want to be without you again.” I hammered into her, loving the feel of her under me. This was all I’d ever wanted. Me and her, together… forever and ever.

“Yes, Z,” she screamed, clamping down around me.

I was gone.

“Now!” I exploded, crushing my lips to hers, kissing her the whole time I came. “I never stopped loving you.” It might’ve been premature to give her the words, but it was the truth. I never stopped loving my Snow.

“I never stopped loving you either.” Her pretty eyes teared up, glittering like emeralds.

We stayed wrapped in each other’s arms, not in any hurry to clean up or break our lip-lock.

I could stay this way for the rest of my life. I would stay this way...

Snow was mine.