Before I can finish what I’m saying, he grabs the back of my head and crushes his lips against mine. I moan out and run my tongue over his lips, realizing that my dessert tastes so much better served on him.
He squeezes my thigh and then bites my lip right as I’m pulling away. “We can get messy if that’s what you want. I’ll lay you right over there on that picnic table, cover your body with ice cream and lick it off with my tongue. Every fucking last inch of you.”
His words have me getting excited, feeling needy for him to take me. It doesn’t even matter that we’re still getting dirty looks from people.
I let out a small moan when he pulls me farther onto his lap and grinds below me, letting me feel how hard he is.
“Sterling…” I lean in and run my cold lips over his ear. “I think I’m ready to leave now.”
“Fuck, me too, baby.” He grips my hips, squeezing them hard as he pulls me in and kisses me again. He sucks and tugs on my lips, giving me a small taste of what’s to come.
It’s not until his phone begins yelling at us that we pull away from each other so that Sterling can see who’s calling him.
“Those fucking assholes.” He squeezes his phone. “Ace and Killian need my help with moving my uncle’s ex and her son into their new place. I swear I could kill them right now.”
“I would help you too right now.” I move my hips above him, giving him a small tease before I climb off the bike and kiss his cheek. “Let’s go so you can get this over with and hurry back to me.”
“Fucking shit.” I hear a frustrated growl leave his lips as he grabs my ice cream and tosses it before helping me onto the back of his motorcycle and taking off.
My whole body is aching for Sterling to take me at this point and waiting for him to get back is going to be torture.
* * *
Sterling and the boys have been gone for over three hours now, helping Camille move. Us women offered to help, but the men refused to let us to a “man’s job.”
So I’ve been sitting here with Kadence and Melissa playing games and talking about the Locke brothers.
Melissa cracks me up every time someone mentions Ace’s name. She’s trying really damn hard to fool us into believing she isn’t attracted to him, even just physically, but we call bullshit.
She’s into him, even if it’s only for a good fuck from the oldest Locke.
“I’m not into him for the last time, so please stop.” Her face is red because Kadence has been talking about Ace slamming her against a wall and having his way with her.
“Mm-hmm… we all know you’ve wondered if he fucks just as rough and twisted as he is.”
“Is that right?”
Us women look over toward the door at the sound of Ace’s husky voice.
Apparently, we’ve been too wrapped up in messing with Melissa to hear the guys pull back up.
Killian walks in after Ace, wiping his shirt over his sweaty forehead, followed by Aston and then Sterling.
My heart instantly reacts to seeing him, along with my body that is still aching for him to take me.
The guys are barely inside for two minutes when everyone’s ears perk up at the sound of another vehicle coming down the driveway.
“Wonder who the fuck that could be,” Aston grunts from the couch.
Red and blue flashing lights have me walking toward the window and looking outside. My stomach drops and my throat instantly goes dry when I see my father’s squad car pull up at the end of the driveway.
I watch with my heart racing as my father and his partner, Officer Newberg, step out of the car and look up at the old house in disgust.
Apparently, now that Kevin’s had almost a week to recover from what Sterling and Ace did to him, he’s regained enough energy to contact the one person he knows will attempt to control me since he can’t.
“Shit… my father’s here.” I close the curtain and turn around to see Sterling already making his way outside. “Sterling! Wait…”
I hurry to the door, but Aston blocks my way, not allowing me to step outside. “Stay inside,” he growls at me. “My brother knows how to get rid of these assholes and if not, then my brother and I will help.”
“Aston, move.” I push his arm, but it stays firm. “I’m not going to make Sterling deal with him alone. He’s my father and he’s been controlling me for as long as I can remember. It ends today. Now. Move.”
When Aston doesn’t move, I bite his arm, surprising him and causing him to move just enough for me to slip past him and out the front door.
My eyes go wide when I look over to see Sterling right as he headbutts my father, causing him to stumble backward into his car.
I cover my mouth as Officer Newberg rushes over to Sterling and tackles him facedown onto the ground. He falls hard, but it doesn’t stop him from swinging his head back in just the right amount of time to hit my father’s partner in the forehead.
Apparently, getting himself arrested is his way of getting rid of them.
After a few seconds, Sterling stands with his hands in the air with a cocky little smirk on his face as my father curses and pulls out his handcuffs, ready to detain him.
“Don’t you fucking dare!” I yell, getting my father’s attention. “This has nothing to do with him and everything to do with your need to control your family. I’m not going anywhere and neither is he.”
I take quick steps, stopping right in front of my father.
His eyes go wide with anger at the realization that I’m putting my foot down for the first time. Well, I’m tired of being controlled. First him and then Kevin. I will never allow anyone to control me again.
“Get in the front seat,” he demands. “There’s no way in hell I’m allowing you to stay here with these fucking savages. Especially after what Kevin told me this morning. This family…” He points at the house with his jaw clenched. “Is no good. Do you know how many times I’ve had to come here because of their drunken, drugged-up parents in the past? Do you know how many times I’ve had to arrest their uncle for stealing and fighting? It’s in their blood to be bad. These boys aren’t any different.”
“No. It’s in their blood to protect their own. It’s in their blood to love hard and fierce, and take out anyone who stands in their way or threatens to harm them.” I step up to Sterling and wrap my arms around his neck. “This savage… this man that you claim is no good is the only one who has ever made me feel safe and protected.”
My father looks shocked as he lowers the cuffs. “How could you say that when I’ve done everything in my power to protect you from harm since the day you were born?”
I stand in between Sterling and my father and place my hand on my father’s chest, pushing him away from us. I don’t want him laying even one finger on my man. “No.” I shake my head, feeling the pain and anger in my chest grow as I think back to just over seventeen years ago. “Do you really think I was too young to remember you coming home drunk and beating my mother until you had to rush her to the hospital? Or the fact that she never came home after that?” My whole body shakes as anger and rage takes over. “You lied to me my whole life. You told me she was in a car accident and didn’t make it, but I always knew the truth. Why do you think I stayed away as much as I could and moved away the first chance I got?”
I feel Sterling’s hand grab my waist, then he pushes me behind him as if to protect me from my father, but there’s no mistaking the shock in my father’s eyes at hearing the truth. The one he thought he’d kept hidden from me all this time.
“Back the fuck up,” Sterling barks. “If you ever come near her again, I’ll rip your fucking throat out and throw you in the river. Let them lock me up for good, but at least you’ll get what you truly deserve.”
I look around me to see that Aston and Ace have now joined us outside, looking fierce and ready to strike if it comes down to it.
Then two seconds later Killian steps outside, shirtless. The fierce look on his face as he stares my father
down has him in complete silence.
“Wynter…” My father looks defeated as he runs his hands over his face and takes a few steps back. “You’re mistaken. Of course your mother died in an accident. Stop with that nonsense. You’re all I have left and I’m not leaving you here with these animals.”
“No,” I cry out. “You lost me the day you took my mother from me. Now. Leave. I don’t want you in my life.”
Sterling stands tall, intimidating my father as he slowly walks around to the other side of his squad car and opens the door. “You’re really going choose to stay here with these people over your own father?”
“You better fucking believe it,” I say stiffly. “These people have done more for me and have made me feel safer and more welcome in the last week than you’ve ever made me feel in twenty-four years. I’m done being controlled. This is where I belong. If I want to see you, then I’ll make that decision and I’ll come to you. Now. Go.”
My father nods his head, but looks disappointed as he slips into his car and shuts the door. His partner immediately follows his actions and jumps into the passenger seat.
We all stand outside and watch as he pulls away, none of us bothering to speak until we can no longer see the taillights of his squad car.
“You didn’t have to do that.” Sterling places his hands on my face and leans in close to me. “I was going to get rid of him on my own.”
I run my finger over his bottom lip and smile. “Oh yeah. How’s that?”
“I was going to threaten to spend all my time watching his every fucking move until he learned that I’m not going anywhere and you’re mine. I’m not easy to get rid of and my family is even harder to get rid of. Especially my uncle. Trust me. It wouldn’t have been worth it to him to try to keep you from me or control you.”
“I don’t want you to have to take care of my father, Sterling. As much as I appreciate it, he’s my responsibility to take care of. You have enough to deal with.”
Sterling grabs my waist and pulls me against him. “And you’re my responsibility. See how that fucking works, baby?” He smirks. “Now let’s go upstairs. I’m ready to be alone with my woman.”
18
Wynter
Sterling led me up to his room and we made our way to his bed. We've been lying on his bed for the last twenty minutes, just talking about random things that make my heart full. After the situation with my father and Kevin, and everything coming around full-circle, this finally feels like the closing to a nightmare.
Sterling runs his hand through my hair and tingles race up my spine. “What are you thinking about right now?” I ask and smile at him, staring into his eyes. Despite the solemn atmosphere in the air, the heavy, comfortable sensation of being with him, I want to know how he truly feels.
“I feel pretty fucking incredible, if I'm being honest.” He leans in and kisses me, his lips firm, strong.
I feel the heat of my body rising, my erogenous zones tingling. In this moment I want him. I don't want soft and gentle. I don't want sweet and slow. I want Sterling the way he wants to give it to me. I want him to show me what it's like to really be with a Locke brother.
“Be with me, Sterling. Fuck me.” Before I know it's happening he has his hand on my waist and is hauling me on top of him. I'm breathing heavy now, beads of perspiration dotting the valley between my breasts. My heart is racing and my palms are sweating. It's as if I'm finally feeling alive, free from this weakness that’s been holding me down my entire life. It's all because of Sterling, what he did for me, how he opened my eyes and made me see I don’t have to be afraid anymore.
And then in the next instant I’m under him and my pants and panties are being pulled from my body. My ass shakes from the force, and I moan at the roughness he shows me.
He spanks my ass especially hard, and I curl my hands in the sheets, my eyes widening, my breath stalling.
“You want me to fuck you?”
I nod, his voice deep, serrated.
“I’m the one in control.”
I hear the zipper of his jeans go down, and glance over my shoulder to see him getting undressed.
“Take the shirt and bra off.” I can see he’s frenzied, ready for this, ready for me. And just like that I feel just as frenzied as he is.
I rise up just enough to take off my shirt and bra, and when I’m naked, the same as he is, I rest back on the bed.
He spanks my ass again and again, and the pain and pleasure morph into one.
“Ask me for it rough and raw, just the way I want to give it to you.”
I’m gasping for air, nodding at his question. “Give it to me rough. Give it to me the way you want to, Sterling.”
He pushes my legs apart and I feel the hard, thick head of his cock right at my entrance. I know this will be a fast fucking, so damn intense that I won’t even be able to walk straight tomorrow. I look forward to it. God, I am looking forward to it all.
“I hope you’re ready, because this is going to be fucking intense, baby girl. I’m still pumped up from earlier.” He pushes just the head inside. “When you’re with me, I’m the one that does the fucking.” He slams into me fast and hard and I slip up the bed from the force.
He starts really fucking me then, pulling out and shoving all his thick inches back into me. My inner muscles clench around his length, and he grunts, picking up his speed.
“Fuck, you feel so good, Wynter.” He flips me over, my face smashing into the mattress as he slams back into me.
All I can do is hold on as he fucks the hell out of me.
He grabs my ass and spreads the cheeks so wide I know he’s watching his cock move in and out of me. He picks up speed and slams harder into me.
“Your cunt is so fucking tight and wet. And it’s all mine.” Sterling leans forward and runs his tongue up the length of my spine. He works his dick inside of me in deep, long strokes.
I force myself to hold off on coming because I want this to last, but God, I just want to let go. He pumps three more times into me before stilling, his balls pressed against my pussy, his cock lodged deep inside of me.
“You want me to let you come?”
“God, yes.”
He pulls out so the tip is at my entrance again. “Come all over my dick. Soak me in your cream.” Sterling thrusts back in so powerfully I do come for him.
The world swallows me whole, and the pleasure is like nothing I’ve ever felt before.
He keeps fucking me, drawing out my pleasure, making me beg for more. Right before the climax ends, Sterling pulls out and turns me around so I’m on my back now.
He has his cock back in my pussy and is fucking me hard and fast. I cry out and close my eyes. I have my legs around his waist, and he’s so deep in me I can’t see straight. He grabs my thighs and pushes them toward the bed, keeping me spread for him, open for his penetration.
I’m so filled, so stretched. My pussy is tender, but it’s the kind of discomfort that turns me on even more.
“Tomorrow you’ll still feel my big dick in your pussy.” His voice is so rough.
My body slides up the bed even more when he starts moving again, my skull hitting the headboard.
“Watch as I tear this pussy up, baby.”
I lift up and brace myself on my elbows, my focus down the length of my body. He slowly pulls out of me, and I watch his cock become visible, my cream coating the thickness. Then he fucks me like a madman, over and over, making me gasp and moan.
I can’t hold off anymore. I have to come. I have to let go.
“Do it. Get off for me.”
And then I’m crying out and coming for Sterling. He pumps into me once, twice, and on the third thrust, he buries his cock so far inside of me I know I’ll feel him tomorrow.
He comes long and hard, filling me with his seed, making me take every last drop.
“Fuck. You’re mine, baby.” He collapses on top of me. My heart is thundering so hard in my chest.
He quickly rolls of
f of me but keeps me close, our bodies sweaty, sated. He places his hand between my thighs, pushing his finger into me, making his cum stay up in my pussy.
“Get some sleep, baby.” He kisses the top of my head and I feel myself start to drift off to sleep. “You’re safe. You’ll always be safe with me.”
And I know he means that, know it’s the truth down to my marrow.
Sterling is where I belong. He’s where I’ve belonged since the first day our gazes locked in the classroom of our high school and finally I’m his and he is mine.
Epilogue
Sterling
Six weeks later
My woman and me can’t seem to get any damn peace with my brothers always the fuck around, knocking on doors and asking for shit.
That’s exactly why I made the decision to move out and get a place with the only person I want to be around twenty-four-seven.
I love my asshole brothers, don’t get me wrong, but I can only take so much of them without wanting to choke them out.
Plus, my woman deserves to have her own space, especially now that she’s been working at the local bank.
She’s tired after long days of work and I want her to have the peace and quiet she deserves.
“Put that shit over there.” I point at the corner, but Ace sets the table in the middle of the floor, anyway, ignoring my order. “Thanks, prick.”
“Always welcome, dick.” He stops to look around the large room. “I think there might be room for me to move here too. What do you think?”
“Nah, hell no. Time to leave, brother.” I push him out the front door and lock it behind him.
When I look over to see Wynter and Kadence unpacking boxes and smiling and talking, this pride takes over me that I’m providing my woman with what she needs. As long as she’s mine she’ll never have to want for anything.
“You do realize the back door’s unlocked, right?” Aston grins as Ace bursts through the back door with his hammer over his shoulder.
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