Succeeding Love

Ransom

Feighlynn

Vin’s lips came crashing to mine as he lifted me and carried me up the stairs.

“My dog,” I protested.

Vin let out a low, impatient growling noise. “You get him back when my payment is received.” Then his lips fervently devoured mine again.

I giggled, pushing against his chest. “How very villainous of you. You just said to bring you home,” I mumbled against his mouth. “You never said-”

“It was implied,” he cut off all protest as he kicked open the bedroom door.

Oh well. Kevin should be fine with Miss Velma for a bit. Right?

I had a feeling this wouldn’t take just a bit, though. Vin seemed desperate and I can’t say I wasn’t feeling the same. I needed him. After everything that had happened, I needed to put everything to rest for good by drowning in only him.

Vin was holding himself back. I could feel his resistance as he laid me gingerly on my bed, never moving his mouth from mine. He was trying to be gentle; he was trying to be controlled, but controlled was not the Vin I wanted right now. I wanted him to imprint himself on every inch of me, making me feel I was his entirely and he was mine.

I grabbed his collar, pulling his body in as I whispered against his lips, “If you’re going to be a villain, do it right.”

He chuckled. “Are you threatening me or giving me permission?” He pressed his hard length against my heat, then circled his hips. “I want you to feel cherished, Lynn. I’m not trying to maul you.”

“I happen to like being mauled,” the corner of my lips lifted as I thought about all the times in the past where he’d been a little rough. I liked it. I liked his mauling tendencies a lot.

He pressed his lips to the sensitive shell of my ear. “Are the kids coming back tonight?”

I arched my needy body into his as I shook my head.

“Tomorrow?”

“No,” I gasped as he pressed his weight further into me. “They’re gone the rest of the weekend.”

A low, guttural moan left him. My eyes went wide as he grabbed my hands and pinned them above me. He was so hard, and the friction felt so good as his hips circled mine.

“You’re going to be sore tomorrow,” he rasped in my ear, making shivers wreck my body. “I hope you’re ready.”

“Shut up and do it already,” I whined impatiently, making him laugh.

Then, he trailed his hands down my arms, his feather soft touch making my restlessness grow. My nipples perked under his touch as he skimmed over my breasts to the collar of my shirt. He gave me a devious, sexy smile, then ripped my shirt right down the middle.

I gasped. “Wha-... What?”

“Villainous enough for you?” he smirked, pulling his shirt over his head.

Grinning, I shook my head, making him laugh deeper.

He unfastened his belt, slowly sliding it from his waist. “I can tie you up then,” he wrapped the belt slowly around his wrist. “Lock you away in this room and never let you out again?”

“Maybe next time,” I giggled.

“Hmm,” he tossed his belt off to the side, then stood to kick off his jeans and boxers. My eyes wandered his muscled physique. He was yummy. Oh, so yummy. Being locked in a room with him forever didn’t sound bad at all.

His eyes roamed my body with a hungry look. Then he grabbed my thighs roughly, yanking me to the edge of the bed and making me yelp. He fisted my pants on either side of the button, then jerked to pop the button right off. My pants and ruined panties were on the ground with his.

I saw the look in his eyes as he stared down at my breast. I covered my bra with my hands. “This is my favorite.”

He let out the sexiest laugh, breaking the villain facade to help gently unfasten and remove it. Then he gingerly set it on my nightstand.

“Good?” He lifted a brow.

“Thank you,” I smiled in satisfaction.

He laughed again, then bent over my body. “Fuck, you’re adorable.”

“That’s what you keep telling me.” I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“Are you getting sick of hearing it?”

I bit my lip and shook my head. “No. I could never tire of that.”

“Good,” he growled, pretending to bite into my neck. “You’ll be hearing it the rest of your life.”

My heart quickened at his implication. He was telling me we would be together for the rest of our lives.

My body was on fire with every kiss as his mouth traveled over my skin. Both of my hands were in one of his, pinned above my head. My back bowed, wanting no distance between us.

“Fuck,” he hissed as he sank two fingers into my wet, ready opening. “This pussy is so ready for me.”

“Then take it,” I whimpered, gyrating on his fingers. “It’s yours.”

“Fuck,” he groaned before slowly sinking into me. “Yes-ss,” he hissed, his face full of ecstasy. “This pussy is mine.” He dragged his length out, then pushed back in, his girth making my walls ache in that delicious way. “All of you is mine.”

“Vin,” I whimpered in an airy plea, struggling to pull my hands free.

“Yes,” he suddenly slammed his full weight into me. My eyes rolled to the back of my head.

He released my hands, but grabbed my throat gently and brought his lips back to mine. This was just the beginning. My villainous action hero would take his ransom well into the morning. I already knew.

~

My eyes fluttered open at hearing the door open. Vin was coming back in, and upon seeing me, he gave me an apologetic smile.

“I’m sorry, baby,” he kicked out of his pants while pulling off his shirt. “Did I wake you?”

“A little,” I mumbled, hugging my naked body into my pillow. “Where did you go?”

“To check on Kevin and mom,” he slipped into bed behind me, then pulled me back against him. “Kevin’s sleeping at the foot of her bed. I’ll go back and get him in the morning.”

I chuckled sleepily. “She likes him now. That’s cute.”

“It is cute,” he laughed. “Maybe I should get her own dog.”

“She can just borrow Kevin whenever she wants.”

Vin laughed softly. “He seemed happy enough to be there.”

I never thought Miss Velma would be the type to like dogs. She never seemed to when I would see her outside while taking Kevin for his walks. I guess things have changed. I know they have for me. She’s no longer the forgetful elderly woman living across the street who we occasionally helped. She was the mother of my action hero. My villainous action hero who steals puppies and holds them for ransom.

I rolled over, snuggling against Vin’s chest. “I don’t think I paid enough ransom yet.”

“No?” he snickered, placing his fingers under my chin to pull my gaze to him. “Do you have more to give?”

I giggled, pressing and moving my body against his in all the fun places. “Villains take. I’m not giving you anything that isn’t already yours.”

He sighed, resting his forehead on mine. “God, I love you.”

I stopped squirming against him as those words sank in. It was the first time he had said it, and I think he realized it at the same time that I did.

Vin lifted himself on his elbows, gazing down at me with so much intensity and sincerity. “I love you, Lynn,” he said again. “I love you completely.”

I bit my lips as tears burned behind my eyes. “I love you too.” Reaching up, I rested my hand against his handsome face. “I love you completely, too.”

I did. I loved this man completely. Hero or villain, it didn’t matter. For the first time in my life, I was deeply and madly in love.