In a Badger Way (Honey Badger Chronicles #2) - Shelly Laurenston Page 0,129

a cleaning, despite the fact he hadn’t used it in a while—he hadn’t made it to the range in several weeks, not since he’d taken on the job of protecting Kyle—but it was now three thirty in the morning and he was exhausted. All he wanted to do was go to bed and get some much needed sleep. Especially if he had to spend his morning listening to more of Charlie MacKilligan’s chastising.

Putting the clip back and re-holstering his weapon, Shen was about to stand up when he decided that he could get some sleep just as easily on this couch. He’d slept on it before and it was pretty comfortable, having been built for grizzlies. But before he could stretch out, the back screen door opened and slammed shut again.

Stevie marched into the living room. The look on her face suggested she’d been unable to reason with her sister, but Shen didn’t doubt the cat had gotten away. That was a wily cat and she was much faster than any badger.

“Where is everybody?” she asked.

“Charlie went with Berg to his house.”

“Probably to complain about us so we wouldn’t hear.”

“Most likely.”

“Are you hungry?”

“Always.”

“I had Charlie order some fresh bamboo. I think it’s in the kitchen.”

“Awesome. Thanks.”

“Yeah. Sure. I’m going up to take a shower.”

Shen nodded and stretched out on the couch. He was so tired, he figured he could get the bamboo later.

He put his arm behind his head and let out a large breath, closing his eyes and relaxing into the cushions.

He was just falling asleep when he heard the shower in the second floor bathroom come on.

Shen opened his eyes, gazed up at the ceiling, and asked himself, “What am I doing?”

* * *

Stevie stepped into the shower and let the warmish water pour down on her. It had been a long day and she was just glad to be home, even if that meant spending ten minutes yelling at her sister for trying to take out that damn cat.

Pouring shampoo into her palm, she scrubbed her head, wanting to get the “club smell”—as she called it—out of her hair and body. The bathroom door opened and she called out, “Shen?”

“Yep.”

“If you’re still looking for the bamboo,” she said, now rinsing the shampoo from her hair, “Charlie put it in my room for some reason.”

Stevie stared at the six different types of bath foam her sisters had. Were so many necessary? Wasn’t soap . . . soap?

“But I’m hungry now,” she heard Shen say from right behind her.

Stevie glanced over her shoulder. He was in her shower, his naked shoulders taking up a lot of room.

Facing him, she asked, “Can I help you with something?”

“Hungry.”

“Bamboo’s in there,” she said, pointing.

He moved in, making her back up until she was stopped by the wall behind her. His big hands slid around her waist, easily holding her.

Stevie slid her fingers across his forearms and up his biceps; Shen leaned down, his lips hovering over hers for a moment before he pressed his mouth against them. As soon as their lips touched, Stevie’s entire body became hot, her nipples hardening, her pussy getting wet. She gripped his muscles, slid her tongue around his. She suddenly couldn’t get enough of him. Wanted all of him. Their kiss intensified, each of them demanding, grasping.

Then Shen abruptly pulled away, and dropped to one knee in front of her. He lifted her right leg over his shoulder before he pressed his face against her pussy and began to lick her, deep and long.

He was hungry. She could feel it.

Stevie placed her hand behind his head, digging her fingers into his wet hair, fighting the wetness of the tub beneath her feet, afraid she’d lose her footing and slip, and then he’d stop. She didn’t want him to stop. She never wanted him to stop.

His tongue moved to her clit, circled it, flicked it, sucked it between his lips. She tightened her fingers in his hair, wanting him to take her over the edge, but he moved his tongue back to her pussy, slid it inside her, stroked her like it was his cock.

“I need to come,” she begged. Because she really did. She needed it. Now. And she wasn’t one for waiting.

And Shen didn’t make her wait. He gripped her clit again between his lips and slid two fingers inside her. Then he just went to work, sucking and stroking her until Stevie felt crazed. Until she couldn’t think straight. Until all knowledge left her