I nod, laughing before I walk up the steps to meet him there, opening the door wide and allowing him to step foot inside.
Phoenix assesses my house, eyes lingering over the tiniest of details. I’m sure it looks so much more different than what he’s used to at the clubhouse. I just hope he realizes that with me he gets the finer things too. Now, I have no problem getting down and dirty with the MC, but he needs to expect that he’ll need to clean up for gala dinners and charity events. This is a two-way street where both of us will have to make sacrifices within our lifestyle.
“House looks like you designed it,” he mutters, and I can’t help but smirk.
“I did. Every square inch of this place is of my own making. I couldn’t imagine having one of my father’s girls come in and put their stamp my home. My mom always used to tell me as a little girl that it was the woman’s touch that made the home. I’m a firm believer in that...so that’s how all this happened.”
“It’s nice, a lot nicer than my room at the club. Shit, at least your furniture matches.”
“Your furniture is lovely,” I laugh, taking a few steps towards him until I’m in his embrace. He wraps an arm around me, skimming the small of my back as he pulls me close and leans down to press his lips onto my own. Nothing about Phoenix looks gentle, but I can see through the thick skin that his life has branded him with. He is an extremely caring man, and one of the most genuine people I have met. There’s something about him that makes me feel safe, as if nothing could ever harm me if I have him in my corner. I doubt anything will, considering where my future is headed with him.
A loud popping sound interrupts my thoughts, until I realize that it’s coming from outside my front door. Right then is when I realize my glass is broken, shards cover the floor. The next thing I know I’m in Phoenix’s arms, his body acting as a human shield before he races us both into the kitchen. “Where the fuck is your safe room, Ken?” he snaps it out, eyes scanning through the open space.
“Wine” I whisper, unable to speak. I’ve never been in the middle of gunshots before. The question is, who are they shooting at? Phoenix, or me?
He lifts me up and heads behind the bar, right next to it is a full-length wine fridge that holds about thirty bottles of wine. I stand up straight, knowing that the longer we waste time, the quicker we’re screwed. I put my hand over a bottle of a 1995 Sauvignon Blanc, only it isn’t wine. I yank off the cork and out a small blue light shines from the bottle. I bend down and put my eye right over the light, so it can scan, signifying for the door to open. The only three people who have access to this room are me, my father and Winnie. After a few moments the door opens, bottles of wine disappearing out of nowhere and a space big enough to slide down into the safe room appears. “You need to come with me. I know you don’t want to, but please...just come with me,” I ask Phoenix. I know his type, he wants to pull out his gun and start firing back. I don’t blame him, but I don’t want him to be killed either.
“Kenna,” he grumbles, cocking his head to the side.
“Fine. You want to go die, fine, have at it. I just thought you were here to stand by me, to be my partner, not leave me the fuck alone when I need you to be with me.” I don’t look back at him as I position myself at the entrance and slide down the chute. Within a few seconds I’m in the safe room, the lights automatically come on at my sudden arrival and the entire room lights up. When I say room, I mean apartment. It’s the size of a small studio apartment, with everything that I may need. Much to my surprise, I hear him come in right behind me and stand next to the panel to lock the door, which will make the wine fridge go back to its normal state.
Fuck.
What the fuck do we do now?
Chapter 12
Phoenix
Fuck! I’m so fucked in the head right now. She’s testing me, and I know she is, but I need to be able to protect her and cowering in a fucking safe room isn’t doing it, but that look of fear in her eyes, shit this girl is getting to me.
“This shit secure?” I ask although I don’t know why. I know it is. Kenna raises an eyebrow and makes me chuckle.
“Stupid question.”
“Do you think they were shooting at me or you?” she asks sounding so unsure. I hate that that fear is there, and I’d do anything to take it away.
Running my hand over my face, I shrug. “Hard to say. I have enemies and I’m sure thanks to your father and who he is, you do too. We got cell service in here?” Kenna nods her head slowly as I slide my phone out and call Lucky. I tell him everything that just went down before passing the phone to Kenna. She takes it and holds it in her hands trying to decide what to do. No, it’s not that. She’s trying to decide if she trusts me and my guys enough to give them what they need to check the feeds from her cameras. She’s silent for what seems like forever, but I don’t push her. This is a turning point in our relationship and I need to see if she’s into me enough to give me this. I know she could call her guys in to check this shit out too, but this is something I need to do, and I think deep down she knows that.
Kenna raises the phone to her ear and tells Lucky everything he needs to get into her system quickly. She passes me the phone back and I smile at her.
“Gimme a bit. This chick’s shit is like a fortress. I’ve never even seen this kind of security before, brother. Shit this is high class shit!” The excited tone in his voice makes me chuckle.
“Do what you do, Lucky. I’ll be around.” Hanging up I slide the phone back into my pocket and focus my gaze on Kenna.
“I think my boy is in love with your security system,” I tell her trying to get a smile out of her.
“It’s the best of the best. I was told it couldn’t be hacked,” she adds.
“You gave him the info, babe. He isn’t hackin’ it. Just surprised him that you had all this. It makes me feel better that you do,” I tell her watching her eyes shoot to mine.
“Why is that?”
“I know you’re safe when I’m not around.” She smiles softly as I glance around the room we’re in. A room? Fuck this is another home. The more I look around and wander, the more I know Kenna is smart.
“You look surprised,” she says coming to stand next to me.
“I gotta admit, I am a little shocked. A whole other livin’ space? Wouldn’t have thought that.” Kenna giggles next to me but I can still see the tension in her. I reach for her, wrapping my arms around her and lead her to the couch. Pulling her into my lap, I hold her tightly, running my hand up and down her back to soothe her.
“Never been shot at?” I ask already knowing the answer to that. She’s nearly trembling. Kenna shakes her head no and I sigh.
“First times always a little scary. You know what I’m riskin’ not goin’ after them, don’t you, Ken?” she shifts slightly and looks up at me.
“I know but I also see where your priorities lie. As much as you wanted to go after them you knew I needed you more. That means a lot to me, Phoenix.” Her body still trembles, and I figure I need to get her mind off all this. We’re safe in here and she needs to feel safe with me.
“Tell me about things.”
“What sort of things?” she giggles.
“Anything. What do you expect from me? I mean, shit babe, even your safe room is nicer than the clubhouse. I’ve never been the flashy type of person. I’m not poor, but I sure as hell don’t live like you do.” Kenna wiggles again making my cock respond. This girl needs to be still before this whole chat goes the wrong way.
“We have charity events and things like that. You would have to dress up,” she says looking me in the eye. I smirk and say, “You think I can’t pull off a tuxedo? Come on, darlin’. Look at this face.” I tease her finally getting a laugh out of her.
“I never said that! I know you could pull it off. I’ve never seen you in anything but jeans and t-shirts. I just wonder how you’d react to being around a group of people that aren’t like you.”
“Aren’t like me?”
“I don’t mean to be offensive, Phoenix. You are who you are, and I like that about you.”
Pressing a kiss to her forehead I reassure her. “I know what you mean. I think I can play nicely with others if need be. I’m not that far gone,” I chuckle. Kenna looks up at me and fuck, I want to get lost in those eyes of hers.
“You’re not gone. You’re you.”
“What about you? What would expect of me?”
“I want you naked ridin’ me all the time,” I tease her with a smirk on my face. Kenna slaps at my chest making me laugh.
“I just need to know that when shit goes bad you’d be there for me. I’m not a vocal guy when it comes to club shit. I keep a lot inside and I know that one day it’s gonna come back to haunt my ass, but I’ve never had a woman that I trusted with that information. Trusted with my secrets. That’s a huge step for me.” The truth seems to appease her.
Kenna moves to straddle my lap cupping my face in her warm soft hands. Her lips come to meet mine, a slow passionate kiss. My hands find her hips, holding her in place as I let her have control of the moment. I know that having control is a huge thing to her but she’s going to have to learn to hand it over to me in the bedroom. Having her run this city by my side would be idealistic but in bed? No, in bed she’s all fucking mine but I’m man enough to know that the stress from the shooting earlier has her on edge and I’ll give her this one. For now, anyway.
“I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anyone the way I want you, Phoenix,” she whispers against my lips. Running my hand up her side, to her back I grab her hair, wrapping it around my fist and tugging. Her head snaps back giving me access to her neck. I didn’t miss the gasp that escapes those sexy lips of hers either. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe she knows who the boss is in the bed. Pressing kisses along her throat to her ear, I suck her earlobe into my mouth and bite down. Kenna moans and I nearly lose control of my thoughts.
“Tell me, my sweet Kenna. How much do you want me?” Her panting is becoming more than I can take. Her body presses into mine as she grinds those perfect hips of hers against me.
“More than I probably should right now.” Wrapping my arms around her I stand taking her with me.
“Where’s that bedroom of yours?” I ask in a gruff tone. She has my body on fire but even worse? She’s working her way into my mind. She’s driving me crazy and the idea of her being the one that I share my secrets, my world with is looking better and better.
“Down the hall on the left.” Her lips move to my neck, licking and sucking at my skin. My body vibrates with so much energy I feel like I’m going to explode. How can one woman make me feel like this? Is this what love feels like? Fuck it all. In this moment, I just need this girl in my arms, in my world, in my fucking bed.
I lay her on the bed when we get into the room before ripping my clothes off. I move to hers next, taking it slow. I love watching each fucking inch of her come alive under me. I love seeing each inch of her flesh as I slowly reveal it. Kenna pants but doesn’t say a word as I remove every piece of clothing that separates us. When she’s completely naked and writhing with need, I smirk.
“Now tell me, Kenna. Where do you want me?”
Chapter 13
I caught feelings, like a damn amateur.
-Elite Daily
Kenna
Where do I want him? So many places, so many ways. Whenever I get stressed, or scared I just crave that closeness to someone. Basically, that means I crave sex. Being held is fine and all, but boy does being fucked really have a way of making you forget about everything going on in your life.
In the beginning I didn’t think that I’d enjoy Phoenix’s company. I wouldn’t admit this to my father, but I had only gone to meet both Phoenix and Ascher to humor him. Either way I was going to have this city, a man beside me or not. It wasn’t in the plan to like Phoenix, or to fuck him, or to enjoy his company...but here we are, in an unimaginable situation.
I stare up into his deep blue eyes, they’re almost the exact color of the Miami waters. Like the ocean is somewhere hidden behind them. I want to do so much, and I know there’s time, but fuck...I need him. I glance down to his cock, springing to life, begging for my attention. He’s about to be getting plenty of attention too. I lick my lips, biting my bottom lip I slide myself on my stomach so that my face is right against his cock.
Slowly, I graze my lips against him, sticking my tongue out, taunting him every second. I love to fuck, and I love to play. Right now, I want both, I want to play with my food before I eat it per say. I take my hand, covering his balls and give them a good squeeze, rolling them in my hand as I go to town on his cock, my lips enveloping his member. I take him all the way down my throat, dancing my tongue around his mushroom head, tasting the precum collected at the tip all for me.
“Fuck, Kenna,” he growls, tangling his fingers firmly in my hair. I smirk, bobbing back and forth, sucking as I come back to twirl my tongue around his head again.
I pull back, looking up at him as my hand continues to roll his balls, squeezing roughly. His face is a mix of pleasure and hunger. I just hope he’s ready to ravage me. He has no idea how much I want him to.
“I’m a kinky little girl” I tell him, smirking as I say each word. “I’m into a lot of heavy shit, and I enjoy a lot. I’m just not sure if you’re going to like everything I’m into,” I confess, continuing to roll his balls in my hand I slip his cock into my mouth while I wait for an answer from him.
“Right about now I’m thinkin’ I’m gonna be into a lot of the same shit you are, baby.” He groans. I slide my free hand around his cock and begin pumping him as I suck, pressing my thumb firmly against the bottom as I stroke. He hisses suddenly, and I can’t help but smile, hearing just how much pleasure I’m bringing him right now.
I pop my lips free from his cock, rubbing him as I speak. “I like to be choked, spanked and fucked like I’m your little fuck toy. I expect you’ll have no problem doing any of that, however I have a Daddy kink - not age play, but fuck...it’s hot. I turn into a river if you’ll let me call you Daddy in the bedroom”
“You can be my Babygirl any day of the week, darlin’.” I lean up, stroking his cock as I take his lips in a rough kiss. “Now let Daddy sink his cock inside you.” I nod against his lips, release his cock and turn around, grazing my hand over my ass.
“I want you here, Daddy.” I purr, wiggling my ass at him. He chuckles, coming up from behind me, Phoenix grabs my hair roughly as he presses his cock against my puckered hole, easing his head in, he then slams himself home and I scream., grabbing onto the sheets below me.
He wraps his free hand slowly around my stomach, up between my breasts and grabs onto my throat as he fucks me rough. I lean my head back, moans slipping through my lips, filled with need. He releases my hair, tightening the grip on my neck, his other hand heading towards my clit, when he reaches the hard nub he rubs like no tomorrow until I’m thrashing in his arms. It makes no sense to move, though. He’s got me locked in his arms.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I scream. He slides his cock out of me, slamming back in he grabs my earlobe and bites down hard. He removes his hand from my clit to my pussy, fingering me with two fingers while his thumb returns to my clit and I lose it. I unravel against him, panting, moaning, whipping my body against his grip. I’m an animal, wanting more. I grind my ass against his cock, wanting him to fill me up, needing it so fucking bad. “Please come inside me, Daddy. Please.” I beg, showing him the softer sides of me that only exist inside of the bedroom.
“Shit, Babygirl. You can have anything you ask for.” I feel myself coming around his hand, liquid slipping out of me onto him, coating his fingers with my essence.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I chant, he captures my lips in a kiss and fucks me rougher than he ever has before. I feel him swelling inside me, his grumbles fill our kiss as he releases inside of me, thrusts slow, heavy lust filled breaths coming from both of us. He pulls himself out, walking into the bathroom
I hear the water run and he comes back with a washcloth, cleaning me off and then himself. He returns to the bathroom for a moment and comes back out, yanking me into his arms, down onto the bed under the covers. I wrap my arm around his chest, settling my head on his shoulder and feel so at peace.
“I hope you know I’ve got some nasty shit I like to do in my closet too, Babygirl.”
“Like what?” I ask curiously, looking up to him.
“You’ll see,” he says, winking down at me.
I nod, looking away from him and towards the bedroom door, trying to not allow my thoughts to wander but I simply can’t help it. I’m worried, no...I’m not worried. I’m something so much worse. “I’m scared to death, Phoenix.”
“I know, baby. But you ain’t gotta worry about any of that shit. I’m handlin’ it.” I know he means well, and him telling me that he’s going to handle it makes me feel so much better...but my worries are still plaguing my mind.
“I’ve never been shot at before. I always knew it was a possibility, given who I am and the fact that I’m a Vernon...but fuck...I never thought….” Phoenix pulls me closer to him, stroking my arm with his hand.
“Kenna, you don’t have to worry. I’m gonna protect you, got it? No way in hell am I gonna let whoever the piece of shit is that did this get away with it. I’m gonna gut that motherfucker. That I can promise you. Now, stop worryin’ and get to sleep. We’ll have answers in the mornin’ and all I wanna do is fuckin’ hold you close.”
I nod and close my eyes, not wanting to think about what we’ve been through tonight. I’d rather the Sandman take me, so I let him.
Chapter 14
Phoenix
Lucky’s called me a million and one times telling me that we’re good to leave the safe room, but Kenna is sound asleep in my arms and there is no way in fuck I’m letting her go yet. She was scared last night, and I can’t blame her. She has every right to be and the lingering thought in the back of my mind is pissing me off further.
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