Gio (Steel Demons MC #6)

Chapter 20

Gio

W hat the hell is taking her so long?

I sat inside the room I used when I stayed at the clubhouse, which I did a lot over the past eighteen months that I spent as a prospect, wondering if Harper would ever emerge from the bathroom. I took advantage of her time to herself to leave a message for Cole because it was best that he found out from me, rather than anybody else, that the Blood Reapers had attempted to kidnap or kill his baby sister. “She’s fine, at least in terms of physical injury. You know Harp, she’s putting on a good face, but I can tell it got to her, because of course it did. She’s a normal fucking person and this is far from the usual of her life. Anyway, yeah, that’s what happened. Call me when you get a chance.”

I stared at the green door that separated me from Harper, wondering if she was okay in there because she’d been in there with the shower running for twenty minutes—at least—and I hadn’t heard a fucking peep out of her. Every part of me wanted to go in there to check on her, but I knew she needed time and space to process everything. It was Harper’s way. She wasn’t a dramatic woman, but she always required space to deal with change. And trauma.

“Gio, are you there?” Her voice was small on the other side of the door, muffled by the shower spray.

But I heard it, and I stood right at the door for a full minute before I twisted the knob and stepped inside. “You okay, Harp?”

She shook her head in the shower as she scrubbed her skin. “No,” she answered in a small voice. “I can’t get the smell of his blood out of my skin or my hair. I can still feel his brain on my face. I can still see it,” she cried, and I was at her side in an instant.

“Harper, you’re okay,” I told her and gripped her shoulders. Her body was naked and beautiful, and I let my gaze rake over every inch of her, appreciating the view while also taking her concerns seriously. “The blood is gone, your mind just hasn’t accepted it yet.”

Harper shook her head. “No, it’s not. I need you to make it stop. Make it go away, Gio. Make me forget it all. Please.” Her voice was a soft, gentle plea and one I knew I was powerless to deny.

“Harp.” My hands slid over her wet hair and down her water-slicked body until they settled at her hips.

“Please, Gio.”

It was a bad idea, to give into our desires when we were both in such a delicate state, but I also knew that I couldn’t deny her—or us—this moment. I couldn’t stop myself if I wanted to and the last thing I wanted was to stop the bullet train that was Harper and I. Something within her called out to me and when she beckoned me, I came. “Anything you need, Harp. I’m here.” I stripped down quickly and joined her under the hot shower spray.

She smiled up at me, her full lips soft and pliant, her gaze dark and filled with affection as she cupped my face. “You are too good to be true, Gio.”

“Maybe I just want you that bad,” I said and cupped her face for a long moment before our lips made contact. I kissed her slowly at first but when I bit down on her lower lip and she moaned, all hope for anything slow, and gentle was lost. “So fucking bad,” I pressed my forehead to hers.

Her gaze was black with desire as she slid her hands up my abs and over my chest until her fingers speared through my wet hair. “Yes,” she moaned and pushed her body towards mine.

I pulled back from the kiss and reached for the soap first, lathering up her body in slow circles until her breaths came out in short, sharp pants. I tackled her hair next, lathering it up and letting the hot spray rinse the soap from her hair and her body. “I like you like this, wet and slick and sudsy.”

“Yeah,” she asked breathlessly. “You do?”

“Fuck yeah,” I growled. “Your tits are shiny, and your nipples are hard. The leftover suds are hiding in interesting places.

She gasped at my touch, crying out when I pinched one nipple and then the other. “Gio.”

I smiled to myself as I turned her to face the shower wall, placing one hand and then the other on the wall before I spread her legs wide. “Arch for me baby.”

Like a good girl, she did as I demanded.

My fingers found her wet and hot, pulsing with need. I fucked her with my index and middle finger, pumping in long strokes that stoked the flames of her passion until she trembled with the need to come. “You’re so fucking wet. So hot. I love it.”

“Show me,” she said, her voice filled with lust.

I stepped behind her and in one smooth move, I was buried balls deep in her wet heat. “Fuck,” I growled.

“Yes, Gio! Oh fuck,” she panted and smacked the shower wall.

“You like that?”

She nodded and sank her teeth into her bottom lip. “Love it.”

“Good.” I held her hips and pumped into her, harder and harder until my hips hammered into her from behind, hard and deep and so fucking fast I was getting dizzy with it. “Harper.”

She arched her back, and I sank deeper as she started to clutch around me. “Gio, yes! Fuck me just like that, oh yes! Harder. Deeper. More.”

Her erotic commands, her needy, greedy pussy was too much for me to bear. My balls gathered up tight and I slammed my cock deeper and deeper until her whole body shuddered and then her pussy hugged me tight like a possessive lover.

“Gio,” she cried again and pushed back against me, sending me as deep into her body as I could possibly get, before she exploded in a fiery orgasm that shook her body and made her legs quiver. “Oh fuck yes,” she moaned and tossed her head back against my shoulder, arching into my every stroke.

“Harp,” I moaned and nipped at her ear as I tensed and then exploded before emptying inside of her hot, wet body. “Fuck Harper, baby. This pussy is so good. It’s mine.”

She shuddered at my words and gave me her weight. “After that display I’ll be whatever you want me to be.”

I held her close and kissed her temple. Her collarbone. The back of her neck. “Just what I wanted to hear.”

A nervous laugh escaped but she leaned to the side to give me better access to her neck. “Thank you, Gio. For saving me back there. For coming when I needed you. For making me feel the way no one else ever has.”

Her words made my chest squeeze tight and I pressed another kiss to her temple before I dragged her from the shower. “My pleasure, Harp.”

She turned in my arms with a sly smile. “I’m pretty sure it was my pleasure too,” she purred.

“Even better.” I kissed her neck and down her spine while my cock slipped from her body. “You feel so fucking good.”

“So do you,” she moaned and arched into me with a shaky sigh. “Gio.”

I stepped from the shower and brought Harper with me, half drying her off with a towel before I carried her to bed, laid my weight on top of her, ready to do it all over again. “I love the way you’re always wet for me.”

She smiled. “You just have a knack for making my pussy wet.”

I growled at her dirty words and my cock found her, hot and wet and pulsing wildly as I buried myself deep. “Fuck, Harp.”

“That’s the idea,” she said in that sassy tone of hers. “Show me what you got, Gio.”

I smiled and pulled out nearly all the way before a slammed deep in her still pulsing, still quivering core. “Fuck,” I whispered in her ear before I sank my teeth into her neck. “So goddamn perfect.”

Harper’s eyes fluttered shut and she arched into me, wrapping her legs tight around my waist. “You’re so hot and thick inside me. I can feel your cock swell and twitch.”

“Dirty girl.” I kissed my way down her neck and slicked my tongue across her collarbone while my hips pumped slow and deep.

“Yes,” she moaned. “Yes, Gio.”

I smiled as I kissed my way down to the center of her chest and around the underside of her plump tits. I found one nipple hard and aching before I sucked it deep into my mouth.

“Oh, god,” she moaned and bucked off the bed.

I was a man possessed as I fucked her in long, deep strokes while my hips pumped hard, pounding into her until she let out the wildest, most feral sounds as she begged me to fuck her harder. Deeper.

“Gio,” she moaned her warning.

“Let go,” I commanded her as I moved to the other nipple and sank my teeth into the sensitive flesh.

“Oh!” Her eyes popped open, and her gaze met mine, watching while I sucked and licked her nipple even as my hips continued to fill her with deep thrusts. She was so wet, dripping with it, that me or my cock didn’t stand a chance. “Yes, Gio! Just. Like. That.” She pushed her hips up to meet mine, matching me thrust for thrust even as she shook with pleasure.

I pulled back and fixed my mouth over hers, pumping harder and deeper while I devoured her mouth until she exploded around my cock and her body shook and quivered, squeezing me so tight that I couldn’t hold back anymore. “Oh fuck, Harper.” Her tight, wet cunt squeezed every drop of me until I was totally spent, hot, sweaty and pulsing my release into her body.

She was soft and wet, her body melted into the mattress as the quivers that shook her body slowed and eventually stopped. A gentle laugh escaped, and she played with my hair as a contented sigh escaped. “Gio, fuck. That was incredible.”

“It was,” I groaned. “I need you again, already,” I grunted.

She laughed. “You can have me,” she panted. “In a few minutes, I’m all yours. Again. And again.”

I liked the sound of that.

Too fucking much.