Bewitched (Betwixt & Between #2) - Darynda Jones Page 0,44

bucked, my knees squeezing him in response.

“Wider,” he said more forcefully, sending an arrow of molten lava straight to my girl parts.

And I tried, but a pressure was building between my legs, like a dam about to burst in a storm.

His thumb brushed my clit, so softly it throbbed with need. I wanted his cock inside me. He leaned close again. “More,” he demanded in a husky voice.

“I can’t,” I said between pants.

“You can,” he insisted.

It took enlisting the help of the Gods, but I spread my knees, forcing them apart, tightening my fists in his hair.

“I’m going to kiss you here,” he said, massaging my clit, thrusting his fingers inside me. They were still deep inside when he knelt and found my clit with his tongue.

I whimpered.

Soft and hot and wet, his tongue feathered over me before he pressed his lips there and suckled, almost lifting me off the table in ecstasy as he milked me to climax.

I couldn’t hold back the floodtides any longer. I forced myself to relax, and the dam burst, the orgasm rocketing through me so fast, so unexpected, I cried out and screamed a few choice words as well.

I rocked forward, drawing his fingers deeper. Squeezing them. Kneading as the pulsing slowly ebbed into the sound of my heavy breaths. My soft sighs. My generous use of the F-bomb. Because nothing said, “Fuck yes,” like the words fuck and yes.

He kissed me there again, then stood and took my mouth, the taste of salt and sugar fresh on his tongue. “Fuck,” he mumbled against my lips and broke off the kiss.

“What?” I asked, more than a little dazed.

His face held utter disappointment. “Did I mention that I also have very good hearing?”

“What?” I asked again.

He had my dress over my shoulders a microsecond before my dads entered the kitchen, his face the picture of shock incarnate.

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My feet, however, were still in the drawers. And Roane’s shirt was still on the floor, right next to my bra.

“What the hell?” Dad asked, his hands full of takeout. “Cariña! We prepare food on that counter.”

“Defiance!” Papi said, bringing up the rear, and pretending to be appalled. Not that he fooled anyone.

I scrambled off the counter, scooped up my bra, and rushed past them with a soft, “I’ll get changed.”

Before I got too far, however, I heard Dad say, “So, Roane . . .”

Crap. I had to hurry.

Annette stood on the landing above me, her mouth unhinged as she looked me over and said, “No. You did not.”

“Not now, Nette.”

“Yes now, you saucy minx. Where? In his pad?” She wriggled her brows.

I rolled my eyes in humiliation. “The kitchen.”

The gasp that erupted out of her throat would become known the world over as the gasp that launched a thousand dust bunnies. I could’ve sworn dust filtered down from the ceiling and into my freshly washed hair.

I hurried past her. “The same kitchen my dads are in now. Please, go down there. I’ll be there in a jiff.”

When she wanted to, Annette could move with the speed and grace of a jaguar. This was not one of those times. She lost her footing more than once racing down the stairs and almost face-planted at the bottom, but she was still in the kitchen before I’d even gotten to my door.

Percy opened it for me. “Thanks, Percy,” I said, grateful for the help and the lack of judgment.

By the time I got changed and returned to the kitchen, the food was spread out on the island and my dads were busy eyeing Roane like they were counting the ways they could kill him in his sleep.

I didn’t know why. It wasn’t like I was in high school and the local bad boy had taken my virginity. Though thinking about it now, I wished he had. My first time had been the disaster of disasters. I’d never looked at a penis in the same way again. Not that I’d looked at any before that point. Maybe that had been was the problem. Maybe if I’d had Roane’s penis filling my—

“I see the gang’s all here,” The chief said as he walked in scanning the room, trying to cover up the fact that he was crestfallen when he didn’t see Ruthie.