Pieces of Us (Missing Pieces #3) - N.R. Walker Page 0,54

him, balls deep and rocking, and I was at the edge already.

Being inside him, making love, was everything familiar and brand new all over again.

His eyes went wide when I came, and he gasped as he felt it. “Oh, God, yes. Dallas, yes.”

I collapsed on top of him again, and this time I did pull out. Before he could protest, I rolled us onto our sides and wrapped him up in my arms. I kissed him, deep and with all the love and passion I had in me. And for a long time, we just lay there, kissing, holding each other, basking in what we’d just done.

He was tired though, and when he nuzzled into my neck, I stroked his back, his hip. “You’re going to need that massage,” I murmured. “And a hot shower. And dinner.”

“Mm.” He was almost asleep. “Just wanna stay right here.”

I held him a bit tighter. “I love you so much,” I whispered.

“Love you too, Dall.” After a few moments, I felt him smile into my neck. “Love what you did to me, love how you did it.”

I chuckled and traced lazy circles on his back. “You’re going to be sore tomorrow.”

“Worth it.” He sighed and snuggled in some more. “So fucking worth it.”

Chapter Thirteen

“Are you sure you feel okay?” I asked. The guys were about to arrive for work and I was making sure the office was somewhat tidy for Toni before she arrived for her first day. But I needed to make sure Juss was feeling okay after last night. Again.

“Like I told you each of the ten times you’ve asked me already, I feel great. I’m a little achy in all the right places, but it’s a good ache.” He leaned over and pulled my chin up for a kiss. “And I appreciate you asking because I know you worry, and you worry because you love me. But so help me God, Dallas, if you ask me again when everyone’s here, I will tell them why you’re asking.”

I chuckled, because that was such a Justin thing to say.

“And I will use the fire extinguisher as a size guide.”

I burst out laughing just as we heard Davo drive into the yard. “Okay, I won’t ask again. I trust that you’ll tell me if there’s something wrong.”

He was pleased by that. “I will.”

He pulled his scooter over and sat down, then made a face. I raised an eyebrow. “I’m not going to ask if that hurt, but if I were to suggest some padding on that seat . . .”

He wiggled on the seat. “No, but I might be in need of another massage by tonight.”

“Now, that, I can do.”

“With your fire extinguisher.”

Davo and Sparra walked in. “What’s that about a fire extinguisher?” Davo asked. “Are we due for a safety check?”

Juss chuckled as he scooted out to greet them. “Something like that.”

Toni arrived next, and after formal introductions to the team, I spent most of the morning in the office with her, showing her the ropes. I wasn’t surprised that she had it all down in no time given she was answering the phone and taking bookings in her first twenty minutes on the job. She laughed with the boys at smoko time and could talk shit about bikes with the best of them.

She was a perfect fit.

After lunch, Juss called it a day and went upstairs and I followed him up. “I’m not going to ask,” I began.

“I’m fine, Dall. Just tired. It’s nap time for me and Squish. I’ll come back down later.”

“Okay then.”

“Toni seems to be working out all right?” he said, getting himself on the couch.

“Yeah, she’s great. She’s already reorganising stuff and making spreadsheets to streamline our ordering process.”

Squish came out of the bedroom and joined Juss on the couch, and Juss started flicking through channels. “Sorry, Squish,” he said. “No fishing shows today. The Spanish motocross championships are on. We can watch Fishing Australia later.”

I laughed and leaned down to kiss Juss’ forehead. “Call me if you need me.”

His eyelids were getting heavy already, but he gave me an easy smile. “Mm, doing booty calls now? ‘Cause I think I’m gonna need more of what you did to me last night.”

I laughed as I went back down to the shop, and I spent most of the afternoon working on a Honda bike that had picked up dirty fuel.

It was weird that every time the phone rang, I reached for my back pocket to take the call. Davo