Fight Me (Fighting #1)

Chapter 15 (NOT PRIVATE)

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Ian

I wake to a warm, soft body getting closer to me, lips kissing my chest. I smell vanilla, I feel her hair brushing my side as she presses her lips ever so slightly over my skin.

My sweet girl.

"You don't have to keep your eyes closed," she kisses my ribs, over my tattoo. "I know you're awake." I smile, opening my eyes to find her hovering over my face. Her red hair is in knots, her eyes are full of mischief and she wears a bright smile.

"How did you know?" She straddles me and her warmth against me makes me sit up and put my hands on her hips. If she were to move, I would lose it.

"Your breathing changed...so did the size of the bulge in your boxers." I chuckle at her reddening face.

"Well, I have my duchess pressing kisses all over me, I couldn't help it." She brings her hands to my face, caressing me as if she were trying to memorize every line, every trait. I close my eyes, enjoying the feel of her.

"Well, I couldn't help myself either." She whispers pressing a kiss to my nose, then my cheek.

"From what?" I ask, giving her deliciously wide hips an appreciative squeeze.

"From kissing your body. You're beautiful." Color must have crept into my cheeks and I know my stubble isn't enough to cover it. She smiles.

"My sweet girl, you are the beautiful one here. So beautiful that smile makes my chest hurt. I am the one who has to worship you." It's her turn to blush and I sit up to give her a kiss, but she pushes me back down. I raise my eyebrows at her and it makes her laugh. I savor every minute of her beautiful laugh, her glorious body on mine and the feeling clawing its way through me.

"I feel like...this is the calm before the storm, Ian." I open my eyes to meet her amber ones, filled with worry and fear. "I think something really bad is going on. I need to know what that is." I sigh and run my hands from her hips, up her back and then back down to her waist. She closes her eyes, relief making its way through her. I love how my touch can make her forget anything. She does that for me too.

"There is something going on, but I can't tell you what it is. Not yet. I need you to trust me." She runs a hand through her hair, moving to put some distance between us, but I pull her closer.

Mine.

"How can I trust you if you don't trust me?" She says, her temper spiking. Her face contorts in anger and she crosses her arms, pushing her breasts up and closer to me. I look down at them, then back at her and I can't help the smirk that makes its way to my mouth.

"I'll show you just how much you can trust me." I say before taking her face in my hands and kissing her. I kiss her hard. I thrust my tongue into her wet, warm, eager mouth over and over showing her who owns her.

"How?" She gasps before I bite her lower lip. She moans, grinding down on my hardening cock.

"Lay on the bed." I order. She looks startled, as if this were weird, but she does it. "Do you have a scarf?" She shakes her head.

"Lina does, lots of them actually. They're in the closet in the guest bathroom. Why do you want it?" Smirk still on my face I go in search of the bathroom. I find it and choose a purple scarf long enough to do what I need it to do. Lina is sitting on the couch and gives me a once over and I smile. Daniel lays with his head on her lap and sits up to look at me. His eyes widen.