Chapter 76 Living With Freedom

It has been two days since we had the stand-off with Vic s assassins. I have been waiting in agony to see what is going to happen to Trinity, but she seems to be her same old chirpy self, happily living the life of a woman that has freedom.
Now I would love to say that everything is back to normal, but this has only been the start of what is going to happen. It is only a matter of time before Vic starts sending more of his crew over to finish what he has not yet accomplished. Now the question is, do we run? Or do we fight?
Well, there is no way that I am hiding.
But this is not only my decision, so I have called a meeting with Jax and Mason. I know the rest of my men shall fall in with whatever I tell them.
Ya, now getting Trinity to get out of bed is proving to be difficult today. The little vixen cannot keep her hands to herself; she is driving me fucking crazy. Not the crazy out of my mind, but the "god, princess, I am going to bend you over until you cannot walk."
So very reluctantly, she follows me to the kitchen; now, I have not paid much attention to her as she is following me. As we get to the kitchen, I head to the cupboard to grab us mugs for coffee, but as I spin around on my heel, "Fuck, Trinity. Where are your clothes?"
She looks at me from underneath those thick eyelashes, "What is wrong with what I am wearing."
"Princess," I stop as I feel the need to control the rather large bulge that is starting to grow in my pants. "You are only in your panties."
"So, what is wrong with it?"
"Well, ya, maybe a few things. First of all, you are giving me a hard-on, and second, Jax and Mason can walk in here any minute."
"If it is giving you a hard-on, then it is not such a bad thing."
Ya, the girl thinks it is rather amusing…but only for a minute for next; she comes around the counter slowly towards me with nothing but a sneaky smile on her face.
"Do you want me, baby?
I do not answer; I know I want to touch her, I want to feel her skin against mine, I feel a dark burning desire deep inside me that only she could satisfy. I want her. The urgency and the passion seem to grow. My body trembles and melts; ?as she kisses me with devastating thoroughness. We pull apart for a brief second, taking shaky, shallow breaths. My hands work their way around her body, feeling each contour, each line along her perfect physique.
"Baby, do you want me?"
I do not answer. I let her kiss me again; I let all the sensations take course through my body. Her mouth is warm, strong; she tastes like cotton candy and a hint of coffee. She continues exploring my mouth. I groan softly as she takes the kiss deeper; it slowly turns more passionate. She digs her nails into my back and pulls me closer.
I gasp as she leaves my mouth to kiss the corners of my lips, then my cheek, my temple; she drops her head to kiss the tender side of my neck. It is a sweet seduction that sends a rush throughout my body.
"Baby, do you want me?
I breathe deep. In. Out. Within a split second, I'm there again; it is like I never left. All the lust, all the craving, the desire to feel her hot flesh boils over me again. I close my eyes, and everything around me has faded, everything but her. The only thing that matters is feeling her soft lips tasting mine. She pulls me closer by the seams of my denims; slowly, she starts unbuttoning them.
"Princess, you are sneaky; I know what you are doing. Now go get dressed."
She only but chuckles at me; as she turns around, I hear her softly whisper, "You are no fun."
I immediately spin her around and pin her against the kitchen counter, "Do you want me to show you what fun is?"
"Oh, god, please do."
…Trinity POV…
I think that I have asked for it now, he has that look in his eyes where he is going to take me, and fuck, he is going to take me whichever way he wants.?
So I only bite down onto my finger and smile at him.
"God, princess, don't do that; you know it drives me crazy.
"How crazy?"
"I am going to show you now."
"Baby, we are in the kitchen?"
He does not answer me; within seconds, he reaches down and peels my panties down my legs; the touch of his rough hands sends a sensation that rocks my core.
I gasp as he lifts me onto the kitchen counter; even before I form a proper word, his mouth finds my breasts, his parted lips follow their curves, his tongue surrounds my nipples, he sucks them hard until they are wet, stiff, and sensitive, I feel my thighs clench together, the aching between them growing wet. I slide my fingers through his hair, needing something to hold on to as he whisks my nipple with his tongue over and over again.
Working his way along my body, he circles my navel with his wet tongue before continuing down, finding the part of my body that aches for him. When his breath touches my thigh, a tremor of desire shakes through me. With a few capable strokes, a fire of pleasure is taking me to a whole new height of pleasure. He is exploring me with his lips and tongue, a forbidden pleasure, a wild intimate kiss.
Out of instinct, I wrap my legs around his waist. We hold on to each other as if the world would burst apart if one of us let go. His hands gently move over my hips, pulling me in even closer; it is not a sexual touch but a comforting feeling. His fingers run along the edge of my hairline as he tucks a rogue lock of hair behind my ears. I look up at him into his hazel eyes and feel a burst of tenderness in my chest.
He leans closer, his firm mouth brush against my lips; with a soft moan, I part my lips, and he kisses me. His kisses are desperate, obsessive, like he consumes me, to take all that I am for himself, to make me his.
His fingers dig into my thighs as he pulls me in closer, dragging me deep into his groin. My hips respond to his clenching fingers, grinding my body against him, wanting more. He groans with every movement, with every shift, his manhood growing with each second.
Then he thrusts deep into me, my body absorbing him inch by inch. He thrusts again, my back involuntarily arches; lost in this glorious moment of ecstasy, I drop my back even further until my head hits the counter. I am seized by a rush of sensation so intense that I cannot contain my cries of pleasure. He pounds harder into me, over and over again, his strokes hard and powerful.
Our bodies are hot and melting into each other. With the last shreds of self-control, I feel tremors shake throughout my body as I shatter. He pulls me up; he plunges in deeper than ever before; with a whisper of my name, he finds his own release. He buries his face in her neck and pulls me into an embrace; for a moment, I forget there was a world outside the circle of his arms.
Just then, there is a knock at the door. With nothing but a giggle, I slip back into my panties.?
He looks at me and smiles, "Vixen."
…Colton POV…
I won't lie, but god, that was fucking amazing; let us not forget the rush of being caught. It has been a while since we have taken a risk like that. I am happy she is here, and she is mine.
But now, down to real business as I let Mason and Jax inside.
"Mason, Jax, thanks for dragging your asses out of bed so early."
"What is wrong, boss?" Mason looks at me rather concerned.
"Now, we both know that Vic is now officially beyond pissed off at me. First I took his daughter, for the second time, then we take out three of his men."
Mason only but bursts out in laughter, "I think pissed off is putting it lightly."
"Thank you for stating the obvious. But the question now is. What are we going to do about it?"
Immediately, without fail, and just as I expected, Trinity interrupts me, "I am not going anywhere if that is what you have planned."
"Princess, it is not safe here."
"Then make it safe, but I am not going anywhere."
Well, I knew the girl was going to be stubborn, yet she does not understand, "Princess, I will not always be here to protect you."
"Colton, I am not going anywhere. My father will not give up, and you of all people should know that."
"Yes, that I know. But do we truly want to take the fight to him?"
She turns to Mason and Jax, "What do you think?"
"Well," Mason starts, "I agree with Trinity. It is pointless; they will find us again."
And just before I can give Mason shit about his comment, Jax looks at me, "I also agree, the Colton Cruz I know does not run like a coward."
"Yes, I guess you are right," I am not running to go hide away from a war that Vic started. "Then it is settled; we are staying. Now, Jax, you are going to stay with Trinity today; I need Mason to come with me."
Trinity immediately spins around and looks at me, "Baby, where are you going?"
"On business, princess."
"What business?"
"Business, business."
"There is no such thing, Colton. Stop hiding shit from me. Where are you going?"
"I am going to your father."
And yes, now I am waiting. Is she going to be upset or realize that it needs to be done? This is just one of those things that I have to do. And I want it done rather sooner, for I am not letting her walk in fear for months and months. He has done it before and will do it again. I am the one that is going to be pointing that gun at his head.
So after five minutes of silence, she finally speaks, "I am coming with you."