He doesn’t even give me a chance to catch my breath before he’s naked and ripping my jeans down my legs.
His hands grab my thighs and opens them up for him. He slows down, lying between them. His lips gently kissing my inner thigh.
I arch my back, panting. I cry out when his teeth bite into my sensitive flesh.
He kisses his way to my pussy before pushing in a finger.
I’m already soaking wet. I’ve been wet for him. My hands make their way to his head. I knock his hat to the floor and grip his hair.
He enters a second finger, and I pump my hips. “Oh, God.” I yank on his head.
Removing his fingers, he reaches up and grabs my wrists, pinning them down to my sides while his tongue enters me.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
GRAVE
I LIE IN April’s bed. She’s passed out facing me. An arm across my chest and a leg across both of mine.
I kiss her forehead and close my eyes just as I hear my cell vibrate.
Sliding out from underneath her, I crawl off the bed. I grab my jeans off the floor and remove my cell from my pocket. I see it’s a video from Lucy.
Deciding to watch it, I walk into her bathroom and flip on the light but turn the volume all the way down. I don’t want it to wake up April.
It shows Lucy still at the Airport. She’s in the private room sitting at the round table. A mirror in the middle with a razor blade and a bag of cocaine. She then flips the camera to herself and blows me a kiss. Her mouth is moving, but I can’t hear what she is saying or make out the words. Ending it before it’s done, I delete it and place my cell on the counter. Turning on the faucet, I splash my face with some water. The need that I would normally have for the drugs not really there.
I turn off the water, grab my cell, and flip off the light. Walking back into her bedroom, I pull my jeans on and make my way downstairs to get a glass of milk. It just sounds good right now, but I stop when I get to the last step. I see a figure in the entryway, so I reach over and flip on the light.
“Shit!” Ethan all but shouts, jumping back from the front door.
“Keep it down. Your sister is asleep,” I tell him.
He runs a hand over his mop of hair. I swear the kid never brushes it.
“About time you two stopped fucking,” he says with disgust.
I take a step toward him and he throws up his hands like I’m about to punch his lights out. He’s not far off.
“I’m leaving,” he rushes out. “I was on my way out.”
“Where the fuck you going this late?” I ask.
He squares his shoulders, shoving his hands in the front pocket of his hoodie. Why the fuck is he wearing that? It’s not even cold outside. “Just because you’re fucking my sister, doesn’t mean I have to tell you shit.” He spins around, yanks open the front door and slams it shut.
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“Babe?” I say, running my knuckles down the side of her face.
“Hmm?” she mumbles, her eyes opening and then closing again.
“I’m leaving,” I say, straightening and placing my watch on my wrist. I’m already fucking late for work. Like I am every fucking day. I didn’t set my alarm last night.
“It’s Saturday.” She stretches under the covers.
“I know.” Kingdom never sleeps. It’s why we choose to live there rather than our homes that we built.
“Stay with me.” Her eyes open fully, and she reaches out to me.
“I can’t.” Even though I want nothing more in this world than to crawl back in bed with her.
She sits up, the covers falling to her waist, exposing her bare chest to me. She arches a brow and licks her lips. “Are you sure?” Her hands reach out and grab my dick through my jeans.
I growl and jump onto the bed, pinning her down to it as I hover above. “I have to go, but I’m free tonight.”
“Early enough to do dinner?”
I lower my head and kiss her neck. “As long as you promise to be my dessert.”
“Promise?” She pants, arching her hips to meet mine.
I groan and push mine into hers so she can feel how hard I am. I’ve never known what struggle was until I met her. “Promise.” I pull away and crawl off her. “Now