Sparkle (Lock & Key MC #11)

Chapter 4

CHAPTER

FOUR

I laughed as we sat down at our table at the very crowded Italian restaurant in town, The Bay Leaf.

“What’s so funny, babe?” asked Ronny.

“Wes came by the house earlier, and he mentioned that the whole town was covered in hearts and flowers today.”

Ronny chuckled as he took in the red hearts hanging everywhere in the dining room. “Is he going out tonight?”

“He’s hiding out,” I explained.

Tania and Butler were eating in one corner of the restaurant, and Trick and Nicole arrived and got seated across the room, and we waved hello. The waitress came over with two glasses of red wine for us. Another server followed with the first course of the special Valentine’s Day menu. A wild greens salad with prosciutto and paper thin slices of parmesan.

Ronny ate with gusto. I took a bite, but only the sweetness of the balsamic vinaigrette came through. I put my fork down.

“You don’t like it?”

“No. It’s not that. I have something to tell you and it can’t wait.”

He sat up straighter, his face suddenly drawn. “That’s never something I want to hear.” The muscles along his jaw flexed.

“No baby, this is good. Real good.” I grabbed my wine glass and drank as his eyes narrowed at me. “I made a decision today.”

His brow furrowed. “Uh-huh.”

I put my glass down. “I’d like us to move in together, officially.”

His big brown eyes widened. “You would?”

“And in a house that’s ours. I want to sell my house, and I’d like us to buy a house together.”

His lips curved into a big smile. “Honey, I?—”

I held up a hand. “And I want to apologize to you for moving so slowly on this.”

“You don’t need to apologize to me. You’ve been through a lot, and there was a lot for you to get through.”

“You’ve made it so easy for me. You made that rough road positively fucking silky, and I want you to know that I appreciate that. I cherish your patience and your care.”

He took my hand in his on the table. “Baby, it’s been my distinct pleasure to do that for you.”

I took in a deep breath as my head tilted. I had no words to reply to that profound statement. A smile raced over my mouth. “I’d like the house to be in Meager. What do you think?”

“Meager it is. I’ve got my place in Deadwood, so yeah, let’s do it. Makes sense with the shop. Wes being here.”

“And another thing.” My heart galloped in my chest.

“Oh boy.” He grabbed his wine glass.

“I’d like to become a true partner in the Meager shop.”

He put the glass down.

“I have some money that I’ve saved up. It’s not a lot, but it’s something. And I’d like to invest it in the renovation of the shop here, to finally get it going. We shouldn’t wait on that. Business is doing great, and you’re a terrific business owner, and I want to support you in that and I’d like to do that together. And when I sell my house, I’m going to give half to Wes, and I’d like to put some of that money into the shop as well as into our new house.”

“Our shop, and our new house,” he murmured.

“Ours.” I liked the sound of that. “A house that you and I choose together with our stuff.”

“Our stuff?”

“Furniture, light fixtures, rugs, curtains, appliances. Ours.”

“Baby, this is …”

“Yeah?” I blinked, my chest constricting as I waited.

“This is everything I’ve hoped for. For us. For us together.”

My vision blurred as I raised my glass. “For us together.” He clinked my glass with his. “Us together always. Because, Ronny, I love you.”

He stilled. I’d told him I loved him before, many times, but always casually — “love you.” Never a full-on bold declaration. His back straightened, his lips parted. It was a small thing, but he could tell the difference.

I continued. “I’ve loved you a long, long time, and I want us to build our dream life together, not just be together, hang out, work, screw, but —”

He launched out of his chair and kissed me, his hands gripping the side of my face.

Applause broke out around us, and my face heated. My eyes blinked open. I recognized Tania’s whistle in the air.

“Did she say yes, Ronny?” Tania shouted out.

“Better!” Ronny’s deep voice boomed, and he planted another deep kiss on me.

Whoops and cheers rang out. “Congrats!” “Awesome!” “Good for you!”

My insides tingled and burned like I was sixteen all over again, and the boy I’d been crushing on had just told me he liked me and gave me a hot kiss. My nipples hardened against my new corset under my outfit, my toes curling in my stiletto boots.

“Show us the ring, Alicia!” someone shouted out.

“Give us a sec!” Laughing, Ronny took out a small box from his jacket that he’d kept on his chair and placed it in front of me on the table. That small square box had to have a ring inside. “This is for you, baby.”

My heart stopped. “What are you doing?”

“Alicia—” He rarely called me by my name, it was always some form of babe, baby, baby girl, and a myriad of other affectionate and sexy terms. “It’s not what you think, sweetheart. I promise you. The minute I saw this, I knew I had to get it for you for Valentine’s Day.” He took his seat again. “Please open it.”

My shoulders eased at his words, his smooth deep voice. I trusted him. We’d already had the conversation about not wanting to get married. Neither of us felt it was necessary, and it did not define us.

I opened the jewelry box, and my breath cut. “Oh my God!” I shouted out loud.

What glittered from the box was a gorgeous black gold ring that was not a typical band but an inch of webbing with tiny diamonds flecked all over like stars. And in its center was embedded a large black crystal stone. I sputtered. My mind blanked. It was witchy, gothic, intriguing, and so damn sexy.

“Honey, I love it. It’s gorgeous. But honestly, you don’t need to give me a ring. You don’t.”

“Are you kidding me? I want to. I want to see this outrageous ring that I found for you on your hand every day. It’s so unique, babe. Like you are to me. Damn, you’re blushing, and it’s fucking giving me a hard-on right now.”

I roared with laughter and raised my hand in the air. “Look at my ring, y’all! And no, we’re not engaged, we’re in true love forever.”

We’d enjoyed our delicious veal and pasta dinner but took our dessert, a massive heart-shaped tiramisu with a hot chocolate sauce poured over it, home in a to-go carton.

Our hormones had gotten the best of us and so we raced to the house in Ronny’s truck.

Locking the door behind us, we flew through the living room to the bedroom, where we got out of our clothes. I lit the candles I’d set up in the bedroom after work, and in my new wine-red Lenore’s Lace corset and garter set, I climbed onto the bed and waited for my man.

“Fuck me. You are the most incredible woman.” His deep voice filled the room and pulsated through my veins.. He pushed me back on the bed, and his face sank over my pussy through the crotchless barely there panties I wore.

My legs drew up and my back arched at the stroking of his pierced tongue over my clit. “And you are the luckiest man in this town tonight.”

“Oh, I fucking am, baby.” Two of his fingers with rings on the knuckles slid into my pussy and churned as he ate me.

Moaning and clawing at his hair, I came quickly, the orgasm slamming through me. He licked at my thighs, as I sat up on my elbows. “Honey, I have a present for you.”

“What are you talking about?”

I handed the round pod to him. He grinned. He knew what it was. “Oh, babe…”

“Mmm.” I spread my legs and inserted my new vibrating toy inside me. “Do what you want with me. I’m all yours, Daddy.”

His chest puffed up. He loved that shit. Of course, there was hardly an age gap between us, but it was his favorite kink, and I’d discovered I loved it too and loved playing with him.

“You know I will, baby girl.” His voice growled in that darker way that bore straight into my pussy. He tapped on the remote control and the vibrations kicked up inside me, and my entire body snapped to attention. I let out a cry, my hips jerking.

He sat up between my legs and ripped his shirt off. His tats seemed to shimmer over the plains of his muscles in the glow of the flickering candlelight. My name in red shimmied over his left pec.

My breathing kicked up, and my pulse jammed. “You’re my dream come true.”

“Feels good to hear you say that, baby girl,” he whispered roughly as he tapped on the remote again. The vibrations got stronger, steadier, and my hips twitched. A small smile grew over his lips as his fingers toyed with my clit. “You need my cock, don’t you?”

“You always know what I need.” My hips twisted toward him. My clit throbbed for him. My blood rushed in my veins. “Please, Daddy. I want it so bad.” My insides stung painfully at the prospect of being filled with him.

He slid his fingers wet with me into my mouth and I sucked. “You’ll get it when I say so. Mmm. Yeah…what a good girl.” He removed his fingers and licked them himself.

I let out a long, drawn out moan at the sight. “I love being a good girl for you. Only for you. Only you make me feel this way.”

Rising from the bed, he took off the rest of his clothes slowly. He stood there over me, my warrior man, covered in tattoos and piercings on his nipples and his cock, and the silver ring on the base of his shaft made me a thousand dark promises as I writhed on the bed before him.

My pussy flooded as he fisted his long, thick cock, his heavy eyes glinting as my body shuddered. My hands trailed up the tight corset to where my breasts strained against the material. I wanted friction, I needed…I needed…

He brought the wet tip of his engorged cock to my lips. “Suck it good, baby girl.”

I opened my mouth and swallowed his hard dick, I licked and sucked as the intoxicating pressure inside me built and built. He pumped his hips against my face as I took him down my throat.

“Do not come yet,” his voice was tight, controlled. “You wait for me.” He grunted and groaned, and finally, he slid his wet shaft from my swollen lips.

He yanked my corset open, and I gasped for air. My breasts spilled out as I cried in relief. He slapped and kneaded them one by one. “These beautiful tits are mine.”

“Yes, all yours. All yours.”

He tugged on my nipples, and I cried out as he twisted the nipple ring he’d pierced me with last year, sending flares of fierce heat through my breasts straight to my clit. “Fucking beautiful,” he groaned.

Gripping my hips, he pulled me down the bed, and on a grunt thrust his cock hard and fast inside me, his ring banging against my clit. His head tilted down and I met his hips with mine. He loved watching his cock sink into my body, bang my pussy.

In his iron grip, his pierced cock driving inside me, the vibrator filling my every cell with explosive intensity, I cried out wildly. I was so fucking wet. Every inch of him filled me and I wanted more. His rhythm was punishing, relentless. His burning gaze met mine.

And I loved it.

He put my legs on his shoulders, his breath fanning my hot skin. “Feel so good, baby. So good.” His one hand moved away from me for an instant and the vibrator picked up in intensity. His fingers went to my clit and flicked.

“Fuck!” My heels dug into his back, and I exploded into a thousand flares of light. Ronny pounded inside me, his hips pistoning against mine, our bodies slick with sweat as we both thrashed on the bed that scraped on the floor, banged against the wall.

Groaning loudly, he came. He slowed down the vibrator, but it only thudded inside me at a slower pace, sustaining the orgasm on another level. My head fell back as Ronny muttered all sorts of delightful filth about banging his girl. Kneading my breasts roughly, his teeth nipped at them as my fingernails glided down his sleek back.

I floated, all sensation, all feeling.

We stayed in each other’s slick embrace, our heavy breaths filling the room, the scent of our lovemaking hovering over us along with the fragrance of the roses I’d brought in here earlier. Sweet and earthy perfume.

I licked at his throat. “I want you to know something,” I whispered against his warm skin.

“Yeah?”

“That coffee you make me in the morning?”

“My magic fucking coffee?”

I laughed softly as I met his gaze. “I don’t just “love” that you make me coffee in the morning, I appreciate it. I fucking cherish it more than any diamonds and gold. You have no idea.” My voice broke.

He brushed my lips with a kiss as his big warm hand cupped my ass and squeezed. “Oh, I know, sweetheart. I know. You’re my diamond and my gold, Alicia. You’re all that sparkle to me.” His fingers slid down between my cheeks and stroked gently. “Now let’s get some sleep.”

“Sleep?”

He smirked. “I plan on waking you up in a couple of hours. First, with this crazy remote control.”

I giggled. “And then?”

“And then with my cock in this fucking gorgeous ass.” His fingers slid into my hole, and I let out a long moan as he swiped me with his cum. Dipping and stroking. That delicious heat zipped through my flesh all over again. Heaven. My satisfied body curled deeper into his.

Ronny swept my hair away from my face, and his lips brushed my ear as he whispered, “And in the morning, I’m going to make coffee for my baby girl.”

I grinned against his warm chest.

I hope you enjoyed this Valentine’s Day Short Story. I loved spending time with Alicia and Wes!

And now for an EXCLUSIVE SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT…

The next hero in the new Lock & Key Small Town MC Romance series book that I am currently writing is Wes!

I love his story so much, and I cannot wait to share it with you. Stay tuned for the title, release date, and Pre-Order links.

Happy Valentine’s Day ! xx