Never Say Goodbye (Rebel Walking #6) (22 page)

Never Say Goodbye

Chapter One

Luke

"How did I get so lucky?"

"I think I'm the lucky one."

"Luke, I can't believe I'm moving across the country to start over.  I mean the stuff I'm taking fit in the back of my Jeep.  It's just insanity."

"Sometimes the best thing you can do is get rid of all the shit.  The simple life allows you to see very clearly."  I move my fingers through her hair as she lays against my side, with her head on my chest.  

This hotel is definitely better than that shit hole apartment we've been sleeping in.  She leans up to face me.  "Luke, I don't want you to feel pressured into all this.  I can figure something out on my own if it's not what you want."

"I wouldn't have offered if I didn't want you to stay with me.  Hell, we've practically been living together as it is."  My phone starts to vibrate on the night stand so I reach to see what all the commotion is.  Kimber begins tracing the tattoo right above the waistline of the shorts I'm wearing.

Holden:  We need to leave in two hours.  Don't make me late fuckers.  

Taron:  Someone missing his pussy?

Holden:  Taron, I'll kick your ass if I miss this flight.   

Taron:  Alright!  Don't get your dick in a tizzy.

Holden:  I'll show you tizzy.

Talon:  Fuckers.  I'm trying to sleep here.  Two hours.  Two FUCKING hours.  

"What has you smiling so hard?"  Kimber is watching me as I read the text messages from the guys.  She returns to tracing my brass knuckle tattoo as I start to type.  

"Oh, just the guys being pains in the asses."  Shit, I missed these guys.  Life was so quiet without them.  It's strange how loud that silence was.  I've never been so lost in all of my life.  I honestly don't know what would've happened to me if I wouldn't have stumbled onto Kimber that night in the alley.  When I look back, it's as if in that moment my chest was shocked back to life.  Like I finally took my first breath of air since I lost Lilly and then I slowly regained strength in the days to follow.  Kimber built me up, making me remember that there's a life worth fighting for.  

I toss the new phone Holden gave me onto the carpet beside me.  Rolling slightly toward her, I pull her back into my arms.  She straddles me, running her hands over my chest as she starts to move her ass upwards, dragging back slowly, just enough to tease me.

"Mr. Jacobs.  Tell me.  What exactly are your intentions?"

"Well, I plan to fuck you this morning before we board a flight headed straight to a BBQ at the Walkers’."

"Is this your sexy talk?"  Her dark, long hair falls over her left shoulder just as my hands slide up her arms.  Her tiny little tank top needs to go.  I slip my fingers under the material and start to slowly slide it down both arms.   

"Did it work?"  My words a deep grumble against her chest.  Her tits pop out just as the material slides past them.  I lean forward even further, licking and kissing her neck until she's rolling her head around in pleasure.   

"Apparently."   

She runs her fingers through my hair, pulling it as she moans.  It's so easy with her.  She loves the feel of my beard against the sensitive spots of her neck.  

"Luke.  A girl could really get used to this."  She whispers in my ear, tugging my gauge between her teeth, pulling it tight.

"Get used to it.  I'm not going anywhere."  She starts to move against my lap.  Sliding up and down, causing friction that instantly starts to wake up my dick.

"Hmmm.  I like the sound of that."  Sliding her tank over her head, I roll her over onto her back.  Kissing my way over her body, I leave a trail of chills behind my path.  

I'm still learning everything there is to know about Kimber.  Where she's ticklish.  Where I can touch to comfort her.  Where I can touch to send her into the best kind of orgasm.  These are all things that come with time, but I know we'll get there.  

She's so gorgeous.  I stop to look at her just after I've worked my way lower on her body.  She tries to hide herself as I do, putting her hands over her tits and smiling an awkward smile at me.  

Grabbing her hands, I lower them to her sides and return my focus to her chest, allowing the air from each breath of mine to raise those nipples to a hardened peak.  She's squirming underneath my body and I make it my mission to torment her in the best way possible.  

She brushes her right hand over my shoulder just as I let my tongue slide down her stomach.  Her fingers lock in my hair again.  I swear she loves to get a handful of my hair and tug it tight.  Her hand pushes my head even lower and I decide not to hesitate giving her what she's asking for.  She's not the type to demand anything in bed.  She's generally not that bold.  I like that she's feeling like she can be a little bossy with me.  I want her to be herself and be able to express her desires to me in and out of the bedroom.  It's truly the only way a relationship can work.

"You're such a tease."  I whisper those words between her legs.  Letting my tongue jump in on this conversation, I stop talking and let my body do the communicating.  She lets out a small moan when I go in deep with my tongue and let my beard hit her in the most sensitive areas of her body.  Pulling away just slightly, I notice her grip tightens in my hair as she glides my face back into position.  The grin on my face would tell her I think this is a win for me, that is if she was looking.  

Her eyes are closed tight and she's licking her bottom lip as she lets go of my hair and moves her hands back over her nipples, teasing me perfectly.

Kimber

I feel like I'm begging for his touch because I can't seem to get enough of this man.  He's my strength and he's shown me more love in the time I've known him than anyone else in my entire lifetime.  

His touch feels so good on my skin.  His tongue moves slowly through my wetness and I just want to squirm until I'm against his face again.  He's been letting his beard grow out.  I've never truly been a fan of a man with facial hair.  I had no idea what I was missing out on.  There's nothing like having a man with a full beard between your legs.  It sparks sensations I never even knew I had.

"Luke.  Don't tease me."  His breath blows over my clit and circles up over my lower stomach.  He puts my legs over his shoulders and in one quick swoop, he's on his knees in the bed and I'm in the air with my legs wrapped around his face.  I grab onto his hair and my squeal is short lived because he dives in for very intense tongue and beard action.  

All of my comprehension is lost as he continues to take me higher and higher until my orgasm is barreling through my body.  My legs begin to quiver and I'm not even sure how he just managed all that in such a quick motion, but he did.  

"Where did that come from?"  He smiles as he lays me back on my back and climbs over me.  I see the marks of last night’s fight and remember how close I was to losing him.  I still don't know how I came from such an awful man who claims to be my father.  A real father wouldn't do the crap he has done.  

He reaches for the condom and watches me the whole time he puts it in place.  When he finishes, I put both arms around his neck and begin kissing this man with everything I have.  His body moves so perfectly into mine and I ride every thrust he provides.  His muscled body ripples over mine with every forward movement until he's filled me completely.  

He's so much to take in, but I welcome him.  I've never felt this much tightness with another lover.  His piercing gives an added sensation every time he slides into me.  

Rolling my head back in pleasure, I let him fuck me like he wants to.  Sweat begins to drip down his face just before he lets out a literal growl of release.  His body collapses on mine and I simply hold him.  Hold the man I'm falling in love with.  A man that hopefully one day will be able to love me even in the slightest.  

I run my fingers over his sweaty back, noticing his body relaxing even more against me.  He's a beautiful man who has a past life that I don't know much about.  A past that we're about to move right back into.  I'm nervous about meeting the family he's created.  I know I can never take Lilly's place in their eyes, but I just hope they can accept me in Luke's life now.

He rolls off of me; lying beside me with his hands tucked behind his head, he exhales.  I scoot closer and begin tracing his tattoos again.  Sliding his hand down my back, he pulls me closer again.  

I can't help but worry about how it will be when he returns to his old life.  Lilly won’t be there, but there will be so many memories that he will have to fight.  I'm just not sure where I'll fit in with all of that.

"What's wrong?"  His voice is deeper than usual.  He must sense my stress.

"I just hope everyone accepts me."  He moves over me instantly.  Our eyes aligned, his breath brushing over my lips.

"Stop.  They'll love you, because I do."  He lowers his lips to softly kiss me again.  His words begin to sink in and my heart feels so complete, finally.  It's as if I have a glimpse into the future at the happy life I might have after all of the hell I have been through.

I'm actually looking forward to the future instead of dreading each day like I have most of my life.  I'm so happy I have Luke to share this with.  He's been such a gentle reminder that I deserve this happiness and I know he cares about me, I just hope he still feels that way once he starts to live his old life again.   

His kiss continues slowly.  He's showing me what his heart can't fully say.  I know this may be rocky; hell, our entire relationship so far has been based on chaos, but I'm ready to see what we truly have.  Not to mention this will be a perfect time for me to figure out who I am without my father trying to run my life.

He rolls completely off the bed and moves to get something out of his suitcase.  "Please don't worry.  I promise the crew will take you in and you'll be surrounded by people willing to do anything for you."  I smile at the sound of that and the view of his back.  It's completely covered in ink.  I can't tell where one finishes and the next starts.  It's a beautiful sight to see, with so much vivid color my eyes don't know where to look.

"I can't wait."  My voice sounds confident, but inside I'm still just not sure.  Maybe once I meet everyone, I'll have a different take on it all.

"I'm taking a shower.  You wanna join me?"  he offers and I instantly slide out of bed and head straight for the shower.  I could definitely get used to mornings like this with him.  I've never had a man want to spend extra moments like this with me.  It's nice to feel cherished, even if I know I'll always share his heart.

He steps into the shower before I do, and my eyes are drawn to his ass as he does.  The muscles in his body flex as he moves and I can't resist touching him as the water runs down his body.  He's insanely fit and I can't even think of the last time I saw a man look symmetrically perfect like he does and that says a lot.  I've always been near fighters and could've had my pick of most guys in my father's gym if he hadn't used me to lure them in to his business.  I try to hold back flashes of my past life and move forward with my new one.  The one where I make my own path walking beside Luke.  

"If you pull this shit on me every morning, I'll never let you rest."  My soap filled hand wraps around his cock just before his deep voice pulls me from my thoughts.  

"Oh.  Sorry."

"Shit.  Don't be sorry.  I've always wanted someone to wash my dick in the mornings."

"You're funny.  Wash it yourself.  I was just trying to help."  He puts his arm on my shoulder and begins playing with my hair.  His body is very casual as he leans his shoulder on the wall.  

"You seem deep in thought this morning.  I don't like it."  He continues to run his fingers through my half wet hair.  

"I'm sorry.  It's just all new and I'm just uneasy.  I'll be fine."  He leans forward, placing his lips on mine.  

"Do you trust me?"  One million percent.

"Yes."

"Ok then.  Let me prove to you that you will love your new life.  Everyone will make you realize you've never felt what family feels like.  My friends are very happy to see that I'm coming back.  They'll want to know how I survived the hell I went through and when I tell them how we met, you'll be forever in their clutches."

"They sound so loyal."

"They are.  And I haven't even started to tell you how the girls will be once they see you."

"Girls?"

"My cousin and her best friend.  Hell, you may as well consider them both cousins.  Ivy has been around long enough for that."  He begins washing himself and I follow his lead, doing the same for myself.  He finishes quickly and I decide to take this moment to have a little me time.

"Okay, out!  I want to shave and you distract me too much."  He runs his fingers between my ass cheeks and I quickly jump.

"Luke.  Seriously."

"I like being a distraction."

"I know.  Now out."

"Okay.  Okay.  Hurry up though.  We can't miss this flight."

"I'll hurry."  With a smack to my ass, he steps out of the shower and wraps a towel around his waist.  His confidence is contagious.  It's hard not to feel great about everything with his strength surrounding me.