Filthy (The Reckless Series #2) - HJ Bellus Page 0,16

even through our scars.”

He picks up the speed with his fingers, while keeping eye contact, and softly kissing my lips. It’s the first time Rhett has taken his time with me, and not demanded a harsh and grueling fuck. I see all of him in this light; the Rhett I already know, but also the soft and sensitive side that dares to love with no boundaries.

He has me captured as his and it’s the sweetest moment we’ve ever shared together. Rhett rolls us over to the floor until he has my back pressed against the hardwood floor and his body covering mine. Most of his weight is dispersed on his elbows.

“I’m going to make love to you, Darby.” He kisses the top of my nose. “I’m not good at this part though.”

He gestures to the kitchen floor with a sheepish look. Rhett could make love to me anywhere he wanted.

My hand brushes the stubble lining his jaw line. “Rhett, you’re a god in my eyes. I’m sure you’re perfect at it.”

The door to the house bursts open. “Rhett. Darby.”

His mom’s voice echoes around the house.

“Fuck,” he whispers and bounces up on his knees.

“Dinner is ready? Where is Darby?” Her voice grows near and when I look up, she’s at the end of the island staring down at me spread eagle below her son.

Rhett remains on his knees in an upright position, running his hands through his hair. Son of a bitch, that man is sexy. The twinge of embarrassment playing out on his cheeks is adorable.

“Oh, dear,” his mom exclaims.

“Darby lost an earring. Just helping her, Mom.”

I watch as his mom examines both of my ears, admiring the diamond studs, and that’s when the flood of embarrassment nails me.

“Okay, well hustle up. You know how Dad gets about cold ribs.”

“On it, Mom.” He stands up to his feet and extends a hand down to me.

She doesn’t leave, but waits by the door for us.

“Let’s go,” Rhett says with a chuckle.

“I am so embarrassed,” I whisper to him.

He clutches my hand in his and leads us over to the doorway. Once she sees us following her, she takes off down the lane.

“I’ll give you a ride, but just know I’m dying to make love to you later, baby.” Rhett cups my cheek and kisses my lips hard.

We both giggle when we hear his mom clear her throat a good ten feet away.

“Jump on,” he offers, turning his back to me.

“I’m in a dress.”

“Good, that sweet pussy of yours will be pressed up against my back.”

“You’re a dirty, dirty boy, Rhett Westburn.” I place my hands on the top of his shoulders and jump up.

He grabs my ankles, guiding them around his middle until they’re locked, and then begins walking the short distance to his house.

“We’ve been caught before and I didn’t even care, Rhett. God, I’m so embarrassed right now.”

“You should be. My poor mom seeing you take the innocence of her baby.” He turns his head and kisses my cheek.

I laugh like a lunatic, bathing in my own freedom and the next step in my life.

“I’ll happily take the innocence of her baby.” I kiss his cheek, then let my tongue run lazy circles around the sensitive part of his neck.

6

Rhett

My appetite has never been a problem, whether it be for food or sex. I’m known to be ravenous, finishing off people’s plates and sinking balls deep into pussy. But right now, I can’t even finish my plate of ribs and salad. My gaze keeps darting over to Darby still in that fucking amazing dress.

The tops of her breast peeking out of the top and the hem inching up way too close to the place where I need to be right now. I need her right now before she decides to try and run again. Darby opening up to me is something I never want to forget.

I know it won’t be perfect, but something worth fucking fighting for. Last night, in the midst of one of her nightmares cracked me in the most odd way. It wasn’t the first time she’s woken up screaming and tearing at the sheets over the night Oliver died, but each time, the nightmare keeps getting worse. And with each one, I feel more guilt over being wasted and not taking care of him myself. She doesn’t know that I saw the fucking asshole trying to rape her. I’ve tried asking her questions about it, but she just pushes it away.

I’ll never let her push