Comp’s Chance (Reckless Omens MC)

Chapter 19

Nineteen

COMP

T he minute I saw the look in Sunny’s eyes, I knew she was mine. I will claim her over and over tonight until I either get her ass knocked up or figure out a better way to leave my mark. I hold on to the picture Paisley drew before getting up and setting it on my desk. I know exactly what I’m going to do with it, and I hope they both love it.

“I’m going to put Paisley down for the night. She’s staying with Rome and Rae tomorrow, so I want to make sure she’s rested. Is it okay if I come back after? I’d like to talk for a bit,” she asks, tilting her head coyly. I smile before nodding.

“Yeah, Sunshine. Never even have to ask,” I tell her, knowing there won't be any talking going on, not if I can fucking help it. I take one more look at my computer, chuckling at the newest project I’ve been working on. I may or may not have sent Jason’s current woman pictures of him with other women, all real, of course. I also may or may not have sent her photoshopped pictures of Jason fucking her brother, dad, and uncle. All in a day's work.

I minimize the screen when I hear Sunny come back into the room. I turn and see the look on her face. I don’t stop to think. I jump out of my seat and prowl toward her. I growl when I see her perfect little nipples rise up against her shirt. Fuck, I need my mouth on her now. I don’t stop walking until I’m toe to toe with her. I expect her to back away; I know I look uncontrolled. That’s exactly how I feel… but of course, my Sunshine stands her ground, and when I stop barely an inch from her, she gets up on her tiptoes and leans into my lips.

She kisses me, not a soft kiss either. This kiss is explosive. I moan into her mouth before sliding my hands down her body, needing her in my arms. I need it now. I bend until my hands are on the back of her thighs, pull her up until her legs wrap around my hips, and stumble forward until she’s against the wall.

I realize now she must have changed from her jeans and t-shirt into her sleep clothes while she was gone. Now she’s in an oversized t-shirt that goes to her knees, and I’m not entirely sure if she’s wearing shorts or not, but I’m determined to find out. I place my hand on her knee, gripping it tight before sliding my hand up the outside of her thigh. Sunny moans and wiggles against me. It's hell on my dick, but I’ll take this pain and bask in it. I finally slide my hand to the top of her thighs and find the surprise of a lifetime when I do. I pull back from her and raise a brow.

“No panties?” I ask with a soft chuckle. “Bad girl,” I tell her, gripping her ass hard. There is no doubt in my mind my handprint will be on her ass tomorrow.

That brings some sense back to me, though. I step back from the wall, letting her slide down my body, groaning, and then taking a deep breath when I place her in front of me. I can't fully let go with her. I have to control myself, or I’ll scare her away. My specific taste in sex scares some women away.

I don’t hold that against them. I understand completely, but I like what I like. I don’t think Sunny would like it too much, so I’m doing every fucking thing possible to rein it in. She steps up to me, lifting her shirt over her head. Standing before me, completely naked, I can't stop the roar that leaves me at seeing her like this. I drop my chin to my chest, placing my hands on my hips and breathing deeply. I’m about to fucking lose all control.

“I know you’re holding back from me. I can feel it. Don’t hide from me. Just let go,” Sunny says, stepping up to me again and placing hot little kisses and nips on the scarred side of my face, shoulder, and neck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

“No, I can't lose control. I can't lose you,” I tell her determinedly.

“You won't lose me. I can't stand not having all of you. Lose it on me,” she says again. Again, I shake my head.

“No,” I tell her plainly. I see the flinch when I give her the blank expression I use when holding tight to my control. I haven’t given her that look in a while, and I know it hurt her, but I can't help it. I hurt her now and get to keep her in my life, or I lose control and lose her forever. I look back at her face, expecting her to walk away from me again. What happens next shocks the ever-loving shit out of me, though.

“You won't willingly lose that control? Fine. I’ll make you,” she says, and before I can open my mouth, her hand is coming across my face. She slaps me so hard my head snaps to the side. I feel blood drip from the corner of my mouth. Slowly, I turn my head toward her before wiping the blood away with my thumb and bringing it to my mouth.

“Sunny,” I say, giving her one more warning.

“What, you going to walk away again? Are you going to pull away? Ignore me? You’ve already done all those things. So the real question is, are we going to get a repeat performance, or are you gonna switch it up, kick me out of the compound, try something new?” she goads, and I can see in her eyes. The determination. She really wants me to lose control. I can tell all the shit she’s spewing has been bothering her for a while, and fuck yeah, I deserved that slap. I can tell it helped get a bit of the anger out of her. Guess I’ll have to fuck the rest out. I chuckle darkly, and her eyes open wide.

Oh yeah, she fucking did it.

“Sit down and shut the fuck up. You want the beast; you got him,” I tell her, pointing to the bed. She opens her mouth to speak, but I grab her throat firmly but not tight, leading her to the bed. I don’t use too much pressure, just enough for her to know she asked for this. This is me, and I'm not holding back anymore.

“You wanted this; you got it. Just remember, you will get sick of this face, but I won't let you go. One day, this shit will bother you. One day, you won’t be able to look at this day in and day out, but just know that I won’t let you leave. You pushed too far this time. You hold all the power, baby, because if you try to leave, it will completely obliterate me… and I refuse to live my life waiting for death. Never again,” I tell her, leaning in and crushing my mouth to hers. It’s a hard kiss, no softness, no tenderness, just passion.

I’m ready to dominate her. I want to obliterate every other experience she's had before this. I want her to give me something I know for a fact she's never given before.

Submission.

And I know I’ll get it because deep in her eyes, I can see how much she wants it. No, not wants… needs.