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Page 35 of Memphis Bound

"Is everything okay? You keep looking behind us like you expect to find something back there," she asks, turning to peer out.

"Everything is fine," I lie, forcing a smile. I'm not sure it is, though. Something is off. That van was definitely following us. But I'm not telling her that. Not until I know what the fuck is going on. Why the fuck would Venom be following us?

I intend to find out.

What we're building here is worth fighting for. It's worth every goddamn thing. And if the truth about who I am and what I've done didn't tear it apart, I'll be damned if I let anything else destroy it.

We ride in silence the rest of the way to the house, her body pressed up against my side. The garage door opens with a slow groan, and I pull in beside my bike, killing the engine.

As soon as the truck falls silent, she crawls into my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck. I can't help but pull her closer. Her lips come down on mine, her kiss tinged with tears.

"Thank you," she whispers, her breath warm against my face. "For trusting me."

I brush my fingers beneath her eyes, drying her tears. "You own me, Kylie. I have no secrets from you." In this moment, it's true. My past, my sins…they're all laid bare before her.

She meets my gaze, hers somber. "It doesn't change anything for me, Memphis. Your past, the things you did…they don't change the way I feel about you or the man you are now."

"Fuck," I groan, pressing my forehead to hers as a current of emotion sweeps through me. Knowing that she accepts me despite everything I've done is overwhelming.

"I just thought you should know that."

"Christ, Toto. I'd die for you and not regret it," I groan, the simplest, most profound truth I've ever spoken. "That's how completely you have me. That's how wild I am for you. Maybe it's fuckin' cheesy to say it. I don't know. But it's true."

Killing is easy. I've already done that. But sacrificing my life for hers? I wouldn't even hesitate.

"Same," she whispers, making me smile.

"Nah, baby. You aren't allowed to die for me. You're going to live." I plunge my hand into her hair, brushing my lips across hers. "For me and my cock."

"Yeah," she breathes against my lips as the pain of the past recedes, no match for the feel of her in my arms and the promise of a future with her.

Chapter Ten

Kylie

At midday, Memphis's phone chirps, waking me up, and I'm greeted by the sight of his muscular body sprawled across the bed, one tattooed arm thrown over his face as if to shield it. The sheet slipped down at some point, leaving every inch of his body on display…including his massive erection.

I don't think he's ever anything less than rock hard and ready to go. He spent half the night inside me after we came to bed, and he's still hard and aching.

I lift my gaze to his face again, checking to ensure he's still asleep. His blue eyes are still closed, his lips parted slightly. I inch down the bed, determined to have my way with him for once.

A wicked grin tugs at his lips as I wrap my lips around the broad head of his cock. He tastes like salt and sin, and damn, the heat of him drives me wild.

"Fuck," he groans, tangling his fingers in my hair and bucking his hips when I plunge down, taking him as far as I can.

I moan around him, loving the way he growls my name, his fingers biting into my scalp. God, he's so sexy like this, discomposed and unraveling beneath me, unraveling because of me. This man is larger than life, but he's trembling under my hands, my mouth, my touch.

I hollow my cheeks as I suck on him, trying like hell to make him lose it. I want him desperate and wild, as crazy as he always makes me. I flick my tongue against the head, plunging down until my eyes water and I choke.

"Ah, shit, princess." The curse spills from his lips. "You're trying to get that hot little mouth used this morning, aren't you?"

Yes. That's exactly what I'm after right now. I want him to take what he wants—to use me.

I meet his wild gaze, fondling his balls.

"Goddamn, baby," he growls. His grip in my hair tightens as he pumps his hips, fucking my mouth from beneath me.

I sob around him, lost in a haze of pleasure.




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