REAPER'S KISS by Jaxson Kidman Page A

Ava. Her body. Her words.
Her everything.
    Each time I went to the hilt I
would then buck my hips, making sure there wasn't a spot to spare inside her.
    She fucked her sweet body back at
me each time I pulled back.
    I watched the way her pussy clung
to my dick. My shaft shined with wetness. My veins were thick and throbbing.
The harder I fucked her, the harder I got.
    “You love my outlaw cock, don’t
you, sweetie?” I growled at her.
    I used my left hand to ball up her
shirt and shove it up her back. Her tits then dangled free, bouncing, coming
close to hitting the counter.
    “Yes,” Ava yelled. “Yes, Jace. Fuck
me, outlaw!”
    I thrust at her with more force. My
balls were exploding like firecrackers, wanting to shoot my cum through my dick
and into her body. I gritted my teeth and sucked in a breath, holding off for a
few more seconds.
    I managed to keep that way until
Ava came again. She was on her toes, her head back, moaning that matched the
pulsing of her body. She sheathed and squeezed me tight, making it impossible
to hold back any longer.
    With one last thrust, I reached my
own climax, shooting my seed into her body. My hands ended up wrapped around
her body, holding her tight, gently pumping at her. My nose was buried into her
hair, smelling her.
    Goddammit, I felt like my heart was
going to explode next.
    Even after I was done coming, I
just stood there. My balls throbbed. My heart pounded. My dick pulsed. I slid
my right hand up Ava’s body, cupping her left breast. I stood her up and held
her.
    Mine. All fucking mine.
    That was the thought that kept
running through my head.
    She turned her head to look at me.
    Our eyes met yet again.
    Then I had another thought.
    Do not kiss her. Do not fucking
kiss her. Not right now. Not in this moment. You kiss her right now, Jace, and
you ’re stepping too far over the line. It means more …
    Our lips moved closer together.
    Just the slightest brush of Ava’s
lips to mine made me feel alive.
    We both hesitated for a second and
then lost our moment for good.
    Her cell started to ring again.
    “I should get that,” she whispered.
    Right on fucking cue, my phone
started to ring.
    I gritted my teeth. “Yeah. Right.”
    I eased out of her and watched her
strut away, her shirt barely covering her bare ass.
    I tucked my dick back into my pants
and turned, charging to get my phone. Whoever was on the line was going to get
a punch to the face. I wanted to spend all morning inside Ava.
    Instead, I grabbed my phone and saw
it was Sid calling.
    I couldn’t punch the President of
the MC in the face… but for pussy, maybe.
    I took the call. “Prez, this
better be fucking good. ”
     
     
     
     
    I ran a hand through my hair. Sid
wanted me at the clubhouse like five minutes ago. He was pissed I wasn’t there.
    “Prez, what’s going on?”
    “Your information is adding up
fast,” Sid said.
    “Meaning what?”
    “That night. The attack. I get it
now. The murder thing doesn’t make much sense. But if Arnie was there…”
    “Just hold on,” Sid said. “The
money we took was from a big name. Bigger than I expected. But we can handle
it, Jace. Here’s the thing though… I had eyes out there looking. And those eyes
stumbled across something.”
    “What’s that?”
    “Frank.”
    “Frank,” I said. “The driver of the
car. The one that cruised by my house and then attacked the prospects.”
    “Exactly.”
    “What about?”
    “He’s dead,” Sid said.
    My eyes went wide. “Whoa. Really?
Who did it?”
    “That’s the shit part, Jace. I didn’t
order it. I don’t know who the fuck did it.”
    My heart sank a little. I stood up.
I spotted my jeans on the floor. I tucked the phone to my shoulder and started to
strip down. I knew the end of this call would result in me booking to the
clubhouse to figure this mess out.
    “So this was a random hit on Frank?”
I asked.
    “No,” Sid said. “Someone running
with Frank did it.”
    I looked to the doorway and