Cutter 5: Red Sin Mc Read online

  I turned away from him before I did something I might regret later, especially because we were in a public place. What the hell was everyone’s problem? I had just gotten her back and already everyone was trying to keep us apart again. It was fucking annoying; like I didn’t have enough shit to deal with right now I had to listen to some stuck up doctor tell me about how I should be taking care of the woman I loved.

  Well, he was an idiot.

  I wasn’t going to let anyone take Grace away from me ever again.

  She slept for hours but I didn’t care, just being in the same room with her was enough. She looked a lot better than she did before, at least, she wasn’t covered in blood anymore, but she still looked pretty bad. I couldn’t believe I’d fucked up so bad, I couldn’t believe I’d let her stay there for so long without realizing what the hell had happened.

  I’d been too busy throwing myself a pity party to wake the fuck up.

  Grace stirred in the bed, slashing back and forth until her eyes finally flickered open. I was at her side within seconds, holding her hand in mine. She motioned to her mouth and I grabbed a bottle of water off the side table, slowly laying it into her mouth.

  She took a few large gulps and then pulled me close to her. “Cutter!”

  I wrapped my arms around her gently, not wanting to hurt her. “Shh,” I said into her hair. “It’s okay, I’m here now, I’m here. You’re going to be okay, everything is going to be okay.”

  “I was so scared,” she said into my chest. “I can’t believe you came, I can’t believe you actually came back to me. You saved me, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry for everything.”

  I leaned her body back from mine gently. “First of all, are you okay? Are you in pain?” I looked up and down her body, worried about the marks that seemed to cover her skin in so many different spots.

  “I’m okay,” she said slowly. “A little sore but I would be a lot worse if it weren’t for you and your brothers coming in when you did and saving me.” She rubbed up and down my arm with her good hand. “I can’t believe you did that.”

  “Of course, I came, Grace. Are you joking?” I looked her in the eyes. “I’m always going to come if you need me, I’m not… I’m not ever going to let anything bad happen to you. I’m just sorry it took me so long.” I leaned forward and brushed my lips against hers softly.

  “Oh, I missed that,” she whispered, a soft smile on her lips.

  “Me too,” I sat on the edge of her bed. “Now that we’ve figured out that you’re okay… Grace, what the hell were you thinking? How could you do something like that to me? How could you do something like that to your family? Or to yourself for that matter?”

  She shook her head and her eyes grew wide. “I didn’t do it to you, Cutter, I did it for you. Don’t you get it? I didn’t want you to have to go to war over me. You said Krusher couldn’t be handed over and I… I betrayed you. It was the right thing to do.”

  “It wasn’t!” I yelled. “It wasn’t the right thing, it was the wrong thing!” I shook my head and forced myself to lower my voice. “I came back to the room to look for you Grace and you were just gone! I thought…” I trailed off and glanced out the window. “I thought that you left me.”

  Grace let out a long breath. “I would never leave you, Cutter.”

  I turned around and looked back at her, closing the distance between the two of us again. “And I’m never going to leave you, Grace. No matter what. I don’t care if you make a million shady deals with my father, I don’t ever want to be without you again.”

  Tears filled her eyes. “I love you, I love you so much.”

  I crushed my lips against hers, forgetting about her injuries until she winced at my contact. I pulled away from her. “Shit, baby, I’m sorry.” I took my hand away from her, not wanting to cause her any more pain.

  She closed her eyes and leaned into me. “Say it again.”

  “What?” I smirked. “Baby?”

  She nodded and smiled, turning her head up toward me. “I don’t ever want you to stop kissing me again.” She ran her hands up and down my chest and slipped them up my shirt so that she could run her fingers back and forth over my stomach muscles. “God, I swear you’re like made of plastic or something,” she told me, blushing.

  Yup, same old Grace.

  I took her hand out of my shirt and kissed it. “Trust me, I’m not.”

  Her skin felt so soft and silky, leave it to Grace to look sexy even in a hospital bed. “God, I almost forgot how beautiful you are,” I said, making her blush even more. “Did they… I mean I know you probably don’t want to talk about it but I need to know, Grace, did anyone do anything to you while you were there before tonight?” I paused. “Did anyone touch you?”

  She knew what I was asking, I wanted to know if anyone had done anything to her sexually so that I could beat the living shit out of them. I inhaled deeply, not trusting myself to remain cool with whatever answer she gave me. Not that it would ever change the way I looked at Grace, I loved her no matter what had happened to her during that time. No, it was whoever it was that had put their hands on her that I didn’t trust myself with. I would lose my fucking shit if someone hurt her in that way.

  Grace shook her head slowly. “No, no, nothing like that happened.”

  Relief washed over me as I let the air out of my lungs. “Are you sure?”

  “Yes, yes.” She shook her head. “Of course, I’m sure. They didn’t bother me much; they were just keeping me safe until their President got back. He wanted me to be the first one to… break me in.”

  I balled my hands up. “I’ll kill him.”

  “Nothing happened, though.” She motioned me closer to her, rubbing her hand all over me. “You made it there in time, you saved me from everything,” she bit down on her swollen lip. “And the only person I want to break me in is you.”

  “Is that right?” I smirked and climbed into bed with her, holding her close to my chest. “Well, there will be plenty of time for that.” And there would be, I’d been sexually frustrated without Grace for weeks, but not so much that I would have considered hooking up with anyone else. Nobody seemed to compare to her for me.

  “You didn’t fuck around with anyone else, then?” She asked me like she could read my mind. She said it so softly that I almost didn’t hear her. I could feel her skin turning red before I even looked at her.

  She was nervous, nervous that I’d found someone to take her place.

  “Of course, I didn’t fuck around with anyone else, Grace.” I kissed the top of her head. “Don’t be silly, you were the only thing I could think about in case you didn’t notice.”

  She ran her hand over my face. “Yeah, you look a little… grungy.”

  I laughed loudly. “I look a little grungy? Is that a nice way of saying that I look dirty?” I moved even closer to her, not wanting to risk being apart from her for even a split second.

  She laughed back and nuzzled into me. “I don’t care what you look like, I just care that you’re here and that you forgive me for everything that has happened.” She ran her fingers up and down my arms like she couldn’t believe that she was really touching me.

  I knew how she felt because I was going through the same thing.

  “What about right now?” she asked softly.

  “What about right now, what?”

  “You said there would be plenty of time for breaking me in… what about right now?” She moved her hand down my body lower and lower until it was resting above my waistband. “You’re the only thing I’ve been thinking about Cutter, I need to feel you inside of me again.”

  Her words were shaky, I knew it must have taken every ounce of courage she had to come out and say something like that to me. And while I was flattered and wanted her just as bad as she wanted me, I knew that it wasn’t right like this. In the middle of the hospital with her just getting over how hurt she had been.

  I shook my head. “You’re sweet, Grace, really, but you know t
hat we can’t.” I moved her hand back up my chest. “It would be all wrong like this. We’re in the hospital and you’ve just been through a lot of trauma. You really need your rest.” I moved my hand up and down her shoulders, trying to show her some comfort.

  “I feel fine,” she told me. “The only thing that’s bothering me is not having you one top of me.” She pulled on my shirt, growing impatient. “Please, Cutter?”

  I shook my head. “It wouldn’t be right.”

  Wow, I never thought I’d see the day where I turned down pussy, especially from Grace. The truth was that if it was any other girl I would have, but Grace was special, I couldn’t do that to her. She needed her rest and I needed her to be back to 100 percent for me. It was killing me not having her with me.

  Grace got a sick look on her face. “Oh, I get it, it’s because you aren’t attracted to me when I look like this, right?” She glanced down at her broken arm and pale skin. “I can’t really blame you for that.”

  I hated when she got this way, insecure. It was so silly; there was nothing Grace could do to make her unattractive in my eyes. She was fucking hot, hence why I kept having to save her from asshole bikers who wanted a piece of her fine ass.

  “That’s not it, Grace, trust me.” I looked up and down her sexy curves and licked my lips. “You look pretty damn good, even in a cast.” And she did, and her pussy was probably really juicy considering no one had had it in weeks. The thought of her juices dripping down my cock made it instantly start to rise in my jeans and press up against her waist.

  She grinned, already feeling the impact. “Are you sure about that?” She used her good hand to rub my little friend up and down slowly. “I’m not sure all of you agrees with that decision.”

  I opened my mouth and tried to control the part of me that wanted to whip my dick out and get to work on Grace’s perfect body. “We… we can’t,” I told her again. “It’s wrong, it’s really wrong.” But it sounded weak, even to me. Because something that was wrong wasn’t supposed to feel this damn good.

  “Cutter,” she kissed me softly on the neck. “All I could think about for weeks was how I was never going to see you again, how you were probably fucking tons of girls who looked way better than me, and now you’re here, in the flesh and you don’t want me?”

  “I always fucking want you,” I growled. “It’s not that, it’s that I can’t control myself when it comes to you.” I pushed her head off my neck. “When I start feeling you all over my body, Grace, I just want to devour you, I don’t want to hurt you even more if I’m lost in the moment and have the urge to pound the fuck out of that hot pussy!” I was practically yelling now, but I couldn’t help it. She had me all worked up at the thought of having her in every way possible.

  She slipped her hand under my chin and forced me to look her in her brown eyes. “Hey, it’s okay, I trust you.” Her pupils were wide and filled with nothing but tenderness and love. Even after everything she had been through, Grace was still the same good girl she had always been. She wasn’t jaded in the least.

  Thinking about what a good girl she was set me over the edge and the next thing I knew I was crushing my lips against hers and holding her tight to me. I tried to remember to be gentle but she tasted and felt so good, like a drug that I hadn’t had in so long and the desire was finally catching up with me at the thought of another fix.

  She ran her hand through my hair and pushed me closer to her.

  I pulled back and took her good hand, placing it above her head. “No,” I told her, shaking my head. “You’re still sore, you stay like this the whole time, no touching me, I’m the one who gets to do all the work,” I growled.

  She wheezed, knowing how hard is was going to be for her to keep her hands off of me. “Cutter,” she whispered, shaking her head. “I don’t think that’s going to work.”

  “Well, you better make it work,” I growled, the controlling side of me starting to take over. “You aren’t to move your hand from above your head no matter what, do you understand me, Grace?” I slipped one of my hands to around the back of her hospital gown and undid the string tie easily. Let’s jus say I had experience with tying and untying knots.

  Grace’s skin was warm; like she’d just stepped out of a heated pool, and her entire body was starting to come back down to reality. I traced slow circles up and down her back. “I said, do you understand me, Grace?”

  “Yes,” she whispered. “I understand.”

  “And what are you going to do?”

  “I’m going to keep my hand above my head no matter what.”

  I pushed the fabric up her legs and toward the top of her stomach, shoving it all the way up to her neck then I stuck my tongue out and started to lick up and down her skin softly just above her breast line. She felt so soft and full; I wanted to eat her entire body up. I nudged one of her boobs with my face then licked up and down her cleavage. I would have thought that I’d be used to her giant tits by now but they still drove my crazy every time.

  I took my time, careful to avoid any spots on her body that looked like they might be badly bruised or opened up, a lot of them had bandages over them so it wasn’t particularly hard. My cock throbbed inside of my jeans, begging me for permission to come out and play but he was going to have to wait. I hadn’t had Grace in over fourteen long days and now I was going to enjoy every inch of her, dragging it out for as long as necessary.

  I finally reached around and unclipped Grace’s bra, moving it off her soft boobs and pushing it up to her chin with the rest of her clothing. Her natural tits fell out with a nice plump, hanging down her chest with her big round nipples sticking straight out at me, already hard.

  I grinned and flicked them back and forth a few times. “Look at those nipples, Grace.” I pinched them between two of my fingers, feeling how hard they were as I rubbed them back and forth. “Fuck,” I mumbled, shoving my mouth on top of one of them and starting to suck back and forth fiercely like I was a baby who hadn’t gotten any milk in hours.

  Grace gasped loudly. “Oh my God! Oh my God, Cutter!”

  I unhitched my mouth just a little bit and looked up into her eyes while I licked back and forth over that fat, hard, nipple. I used my other hand to bounce her free boob up and down. Her mouth was open and her eyes locked with mine. I could see the pleasure there, the pure ecstasy. She was just as lost in this as I was.

  I hooked my hand around her boob, grabbing it over and over again while it bounced up and down. God, how I had missed those boobs, my boobs. “Whose boobs are these, Grace?”

  “Yours,” she moaned.

  “Yeah?” I asked, slapping them around some more. “These are Cutter’s big boobs, baby?” I took one of her nipples completely in my mouth and sucked it dry then released it hard, letting her boob fall back roughly against her chest.

  “Yes.”

  “Say it.”

  “They’re yours.”

  I shook my head. “No, Grace, you forgot the big part.” I inched one of my fingers underneath her other tit and started slowly moving it side to side. “I want you to say that they’re my BIG boobs!”

  I pinched her nipple again and she moaned.

  “Say it!” I snarled.

  “These are your big boobs!”

  Satisfaction pumped in and out of me. I loved making her tell me how every part of her was mine to do whatever the fuck I wanted with. I literally owned every part of her. She was completely mine. “Mm, all mine, huh Grace?” I gave her boob another kiss. “Mine to do whatever the fuck I want to them.” I chuckled. “My big boob good girl.”

  Grace slipped her hand down, unable to control herself any longer.

  I shoved it back over her head. “Nope. You know the rules, baby.” I held it up over her head as I kissed down her stomach toward her sweet spot at the center of that juicy flower. “You have to keep your hand up there until I’m done having my fun.” I traced small kisses all around her belly button; I could already smell her juices flowing.
“You really are horny, aren’t you, baby?”

  That made two of us. My cock was about to bust my fucking jeans open.

  “Uh huh,” Grace said. “It’s been awful without you.”

  “Mmm, I bet it has.” I pushed her legs apart with one of my hands. “Tell me how horny you are for my dick, Grace. Tell me you’re a big boob good girl who can’t stop thinking about my big fucking cock.” I stuck my head between her legs and started licking up and down her slit through her black panties. They were already fucking soaked with her wetness.

  “Oh,” she gasped. “Oh, Lord.”

  I stuck my tongue out and licked her slit harder.

  God, even her panties tasted like her fucking tenderness.

  I opened my mouth and kissed her Cunt through them over and over again. “Say it, Grace,” I commanded her. “Say it like the good girl you are or you’re never going to be reminded of what my thick tongue feels like over that rare and tender little spot you have.”

  “Okay, okay,” Grace said, giving in. “I’m so horny, Cutter. I’m your horny good girl with big boobs and I…” Her wrist was trembling over her head, begging to come down and touch my flat and chiseled stomach. “And I… I can’t stop thinking about your big cock!”

  “Yes!” I growled and latched my mouth onto her panties, giving them one last kiss across the center before I ripped them down and shoved them to her ankles. “Are you ready for me to have a taste, baby?” I shoved her legs apart, getting that pedal nice and wide for my mouth.

  And then my dick, I thought, but tried to not get ahead of myself.

  “Yes! Have a taste! Please!” She sounded desperate, lost in her desire.

  “Say please,” I grinned.

  “Please,” Grace whimpered. “Please have a taste!”

  “A taste of what baby?” I looked down at her perfectly shaved pussy.

  Ugh, she was so perfect.

  “A taste of your pussy!”

  She aced the test and I shoved my head between her legs as a reward and started licking toward the center of her lollipop. I ran my tongue over that wet damn pussy so fast that you would think I was looking for the cream as the center of a fucking Boston cream donut.