point of dating an Irish-Scot if he’s going to offer me Italian food?”
I pick up the dish towel and toss it at her. “Shut up.”
“You know I’m right. Do I have to call Cass?”
I roll my eyes. “Fine, I have to go to the store.”
“Can I just say that it’s so sexy that you’re going to cook for me.”
I round the counter and move between her legs. Cupping her face, I look her in the eyes. She leans in and I kiss her soft lips.
“I love it when you’re like this.”
“Like what?”
I kiss her nose. “Open, your guard is down.”
She wraps her arms around my waist. “You’re my safe place. I can be around you. No watching, no calculating. I like that.”
I capture her lips in a deep kiss. Soon I have to force myself to break it before we never eat. “Come on. I’ll put you in the tub while I make a store run.”
Roni
Dinner was nice, but this is so much better. I think something is wrong with me. Two baths and three naps and I still want more.
Who wouldn’t want more of this? I grin as he places a kiss to my stomach. My body is already coiled tightly from this sensory torture that’s proving John isn’t the only freak.
He has placed a blindfold over my eyes and headphones on my ears. However, it’s what plays in my ears that’s makes me question so much about myself. John teases my body as the sound of porn plays through the headphone.
Some chick is going crazy as the guy grunts and coaches her and it’s all so fucking hot. Not knowing where John will touch me next, if he’ll slip inside me and feed this ache—I’m almost overwhelmed with anticipation. I can’t help squirming as I wait for him to make me scream like the woman in my ears. I part my lips and moan when he takes a nipple into his mouth.
“John,” I hiss when he moves away yet again.
I don’t even know how long this teasing has been going on. All I know is I want it to stop so I can feel him once more. Almost twenty-four hours ago, I put a bullet in a woman’s skull over this man and I have not a single regret.
“Babe,” I whimper as he starts to suck on my inner thigh.
I can’t believe he’s calmly feasting on my body while I’m losing it from the simplest touch. This isn’t fair, but I don’t want it to stop. I’m panting and wiggling as he has his way.
Suddenly, I’m turned onto all fours. Face down, ass in the air, my body his for the taking, and take he does. With his finger on my clit and the symphony of sex in my ears, it doesn’t take long for him to bring me to my climax.
He tears the headphones from my ears and places his mouth to the shell of one. “We are one and the same. You were made for me.”
“Maybe,” I say sleepily, my lids already drooping.
He groans as he finds his own release. The swell and hot sensation, causing me to come again. Nap number four is welcomed with a smile.
Chapter 53
Small Assignment
Roni
I wake and stretch. Looking to the side John had been sleeping on, I find the bed empty. I smile. John likes to run in the mornings. He skipped his run yesterday.
My body is sore, but I smile at the reminder of the previous day I had. I’m not complaining at all. Damn, I need to get to the apartment to pack. We leave the day after tomorrow.
“I still don’t want to go,” I mutter to myself.
I frown and climb out of the bed. I avoid John’s family when I can. Cass doesn’t make that easy.
It’s not that I don’t like them. I don’t know them. The Blacks have this dynamic that makes me uneasy with longing. I can understand why Missy was so hard pressed to be a part of their clan.
You’re afraid to get close because you’re afraid of losing them.
“Oh, shut up,” I say to my thoughts.
I climb into the shower to avoid the truth running through my head. I want what the other girls have—the connection to Cass, Joe, and all the brothers. I just don’t know how.
I press my forehead to the tile wall. Honestly, I think I was damaged before I ever ended up in that place. They only stepped on the broken pieces that were left over.