Inferno & The Good Girl:  (Brothers of Devils Comfort MC) Read Online Free PDF Page B

glance over at him and see that he is looking at me,
watching carefully for my answer.

    “ Twenty
four is pretty old to be a virgin still.”

    Aiming
for indifference, “While working my way through college and
studying, I didn’t have much time to date much. As I got older
I was embarrassed about still being a virgin.” I tell him in a
cold voice, hoping this would close the issue.

    Kissing
me “I’m glad you waited for me,” he whispers.

    Throwing
him a dirty look from below my half closed eyes. “Conceited
bastard aren’t you.”

    “ You
bet baby, your mine and no fucker is allowed near or in your pussy.”

    As
I hurl one of the pillow at him, Inferno picks me up and carries me
into the bathroom. Stepping into the shower as he switches the water
on.

    “ Your
turn now babe.”

    I
sink against him, on legs that are unstable, from all the loving that
my body has received.

    “ Think
I’m going to have to take a rain check. There’s no way I
can take you again.”

    Smiling
as he reaches for the shower gel and sponge. He begins to wash my
super sensitive body. With his head bent, Inferno begins his task in
earnest and all I can do is look at him. For the umpteenth time I
wonder how we got here and how I had got so lucky. My body is humming
with satisfaction and I am wearing an asinine grin, watching Inferno,
leisurely stroking his arms as he washes me.

    As
he starts with my neck, he begins to massage the sponge over my
sensitive skin causing the nerves to tingle. Moving down to my
breasts, taking an inordinate long time to wash them. Between the
friction of the sponge and the feel of his kisses, soon my flesh is
covered in goose bumps. Soon I become breathless and wet with a
different kind of fluid. Holding on to his shoulders for balance,
before I fall to the floor in a crumble mess.

    Lost
to the sensation of pure pleasure, he is giving me, it took a moment
for it to register that Inferno had gone still, and was stepping back
from me. Not comprehending what the problem could be, I look to him
with a puzzled frown. Worried that I must have done something wrong
without realizing it. Its then that I notice the concern look on his
face. As his hands skim over my body, they come to rest on the
puckered round scars that mar my flesh. I feel myself starting to
panic, dreading what Inferno is about to ask.

    “ What
the fuck happened to you?” he questions, with what sounds like
a frightened voice.

    Unable
to meet his eyes, although I have nothing to be ashamed of. I know
he is referring to the three bullet scars,
two on my lower stomach, the other near my shoulder.

    “ I
was shot. ”

    With
his fingers, gliding over the scars “I can fucking see that! What I want to know is how you fucking got shot, and when you fucking
got shot! ”

    Stepping
out of the shower, all of my passion has evaporated in to the steam
filled room. I snatch the towel off the rack and wrap it round my
body, covering two of the scars. Wanting to escape, but unable to.

    “ Oh
no you don ’ t babe. We ’ re
going to discuss this now ”

    Spinning
back to him, I take a deep breath and look him in the eyes.

    “ It
was a college shooting ok, ” I inform
him, wanting to get away, not wanting to talk about it. For me it
had been a difficult period in my life.

    “ Tell
me the fuck about it. ”

    Glossing
over the facts “ There is not must to
tell. It was just one of those typical college shooting. Towards
the end my first year, one of my fellow student’s was having
problems. He had a break down, came into class one day and fired a
gun, killing some people. I was just in the way, it wasn’t
anything personal, before he shot himself. ”

    What
I didn ’ t mention was that I knew the
guy, and that my best friend had died in my arms. The shooting had
led to a dark time in my life. A period which I had managed to crawl
out of, and now I am making a new life for myself.

    Smiling
“its not the first time you’ve seen a