All Chapters of Biker-in-law's Death Kiss: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

“I knew it was a bad idea not to go on that honeymoon.” Louise appeared in the doorway, flashing Dean a bright smile.He stood up, his sway even more noticeable. But he smiled brightly, and when Louise walked into the office he kissed her gently on both cheeks.“And what would have been my excuse if something went wrong after you invested all your money in my company?”“It’s all your wife’s money,” Louise stepped back with a smile. “The wife who you should be baking in the sun with somewhere in Santorini.”Dean laughed now, and gestured to the empty couch beside mine, while shooting Colt a quick glance to stand up and say hello.But Colt maintained the sleepy-eyed look as he stared at my aunt from where he filled out his seat. And I had to press my lips to hide my amusement.If I was going to die anyway, the best thing I could do was marry this man, and give Louise something to worry about for the rest of her life. It was clear they held no love for each other and Colt thought her in

“I want to eat your pussy.” Colt's exact words. Whispered in my ear as we left Dean's office. And even one hour later, the memory of his deep voice, his warm breath against my ear as he confessed something so dirty, made me breathless.Beside me, Dean was slumped against the backseat, eyes half closed, face drawn tight.I sighed, turning to look out of the window at the spread of Olive hills and copper-toned earth as our car sped towards the raw quiet of the valley. Did I stupidly feel sorry for Dean despite how horribly he treated me, after what he had done to me, Colt, Harper and all those other people he had hurt in the past?Yes! I could not help it. We had been a real couple for months leading up to our wedding date. And also, unlike Colt and some other people who might enjoy torture, and drawn-out painful deaths, I did not.I had the sniper mindset. The clean shoot and end it all. I did not enjoy killing anyone at all, and all my years as Iron Rose, I had to step out of mys

I spun on my heel, crashing into the bedroom door with my full weight because the knob had not turned completely when I tried to get through the door in my blind panic.But just one step in, and I could hear soft breathing from the bed. Still, I padded towards the bed with labored breath. When I saw his face, my back straightened, and I finally exhaled. I turned for the door again, and found Colt still standing outside, alone. When our eyes met, I shivered at the memory of his, I WANT TO EAT YOUR PUSSY.His eyes ran down my body, taking in every inch of quivering muscle and exposed skin, but when he looked up, his face was blank, unreadable. I blinked, shaking logic back into my head as I turned for the staircase when I felt his fingers on my lower back. Just his index and middle fingers, warm, moving in a straight line from left to right.I gasped, jumping as my clit started to pulse.“I need to go have lunch,” I muttered with my back still turned, hurrying away, but his forearm

“Don’t die, baby,” Colt slanted his head to tickle my nose with his while his hand continued the gentle strokes on my hair, and I giggled through my tears.“Eleven months is not enough to love you.” He whispered, running his nose down my cheek again, “A lifetime even, will still leave me feeling cheated.”There was a controlled sob in his voice now, and I was full on bawling despite my nipples being hard till the point of aching, and my clit ripe with need.Only Colt could do this, make a person feel a thousand sensations. He brought out the true outlier in me, the woman who loved to be a domme, but also enjoyed the hell out of being his sub. The woman who pushed him past his limits so he could call me a bitch and all other derogatory terms that made my body shiver with delight and run through orgasms, but also the woman who cried at his feet as he praised her.“I love you,” I whispered now, throwing my head back in a moan as his lips moved in a soft caress down my neck, tenderly kis

Colt, the neat freak who denied having OCD, made sure there was not a single evidence of our activities before he pulled me down into bed with him.I turned to him as the strength of the sun waning outside weakened the light flooding his bedroom. Staring into his eyes, I touched his abs and started to travel towards his cock.He caught my hand with a smile. “Not yet, baby.” He moved closer on his pillow till our breaths fanned each other’s faces. “I simply wanted to taste you.”I blushed and pulled my hand away from his own, raising it up to caress his face. “And if I want to just taste you?”He closed his eyes in an affirmative, and when he opened them again, he said, “I will shove my dick in that mouth. Not just now.”He pulled me closer till our bodies were pressed together, my head was tucked under his chin. “Right now, I just want to hold you, feel your heartbeat and enjoy this moment.”I closed my eyes, sighing heavily. Who knows the next time everything will feel this right