Cutter 5: Red Sin Mc by Alexa Rynn Page A

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 that 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