All Chapters of Kiss It Better: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

I should have killed them.That’s thought has been plaguing me for the entire drive away from my apartment. My old apartment. I’ll never be able to go back there now. Not unless I find a way to take down Matt and his entire organization, and believe me, I would do that for Daisy. But that will take a lot of planning and more resources than I have. For now, the best I can do is make sure she’s safe and that nothing like what happened back at my apartment ever happens again.I look over at her, curled up beside me in the passenger seat, looking absolutely gorgeous in her red dress with her blond hair spilling over her shoulders like a waterfall of gold. She’s the sexiest goddamn girl in existence, and she’s in my truck, and that makes me the luckiest goddamn man in existence. The way she’s sitting, and the way her dress is cut has the top of her left thigh exposed and even some of her ass, which I can see is perfectly sculpted and firm, just like the rest of her. Yeah, that’s a young wo

My urge to claim Daisy has been there every time I’ve seen her, but I’ve suppressed it every single time. But now, that urge has reached a crescendo that I can no longer ignore. Now my blood is a torrent of fire as it rushes straight to my cock. My heart is pounding in my chest, sounding in my ears, and every muscle in my body feels tight as I stare at the sexiest little thing to ever exist.This can’t be happening. She shouldn’t want you.That’s all I can think as she stands there naked, staring at me with starry eyes filled with lust. But the sound of my beating heart and the raging desire pouring through me overpowers that doubt in my mind, and I take two steps forward and snatch her tiny body into my arms.Our lips meet in a kiss that contains such energy it could shatter the universe. I probe for her tongue with mine and find it as my hands explore the soft, smooth skin of her body. My cock is a thick pulsing rod inside my pants, aching to be let out of its cage of fabric where i

I wake up to warm sunshine and the feeling of Giovanni’s massive arm draped over me. It’s like a security blanket, and for the first time since I can remember, I don’t want to immediately get out of bed and get my clothes on.For so long I’ve been forced to share a bed with Matt—to sleep by his side while he tried to convince me to give myself to him. Despite the fact that he is an enormous bastard, he never forced himself on me. He said that he wanted me to “come around” and that one day I would, and that was the only way he would be able to actually enjoy having me.Those nights were awful. Trying to get to sleep with that monster by my side was bad enough, but the mornings were more unbearable—waking up with his arm around me, his stink all over me, his morning wood pressed into my butt. Sometimes when he was still half asleep, he would try to cuddle with me like we were an actual happy couple or something. Those days were the worst.But this morning is different.This morning I’m

Right where he left them, I think as I pull away the old panel of floorboards in the kitchen beside the fridge, exposing the crate of firearms. It must have been there for at least sixteen years now, and as I lift it out of the compartment, I find myself doing something I can’t remember doing more than once or twice in my life: thanking my father.I hear Daisy’s footsteps behind me about to enter the room and call out to her.“Don’t come in here, baby.” I don’t want her to see this—these instruments of violence and death. She’s already experienced enough hardship in her life; she doesn’t need to be reminded of what’s going to occur today. Protecting her doesn’t just mean keeping her physically safe. It also means making sure she is no longer tormented by the life she’s been forced to lead since encountering Matt.All I want is for her to be happy and at peace. As long as she’s with me, she’ll never hold a gun, so why does she need to see a whole crate of them like I’m a soldier gettin

I almost can’t believe it when I see Giovanni pulling up with my mother in the passenger seat. It’s been months since I’ve seen her, and as I focus on her, I realize that a part of me actually never expected to again. I guess I was just never able to expect that.I’m nearly tripping all over myself as I run down the steps to the truck. I don’t know what I’m more excited about; the fact that my mom’s here or that Giovanni returned safe and sound without injury.“Momma!” I cry out, throwing my arms around her in a massive hug. I can tell she’s not in her right mind, and I have Matt to thank for that, but she does still recognize me, and Giovanni and I will get her right soon enough.“Oh, honey,” she says sweetly, hugging me back. “How…are you? This…this nice man…he came and…he brought me here.”“This is Giovanni, Momma.” I smile. “He’s my…well, I guess you could call him my boyfriend.”I turn and smile at Giovanni, who winks back at me.“Boyfriend?” Momma gasps. “Well, ain’t that someth