Spooky Business (The Spectral Files #3) - S.E. Harmon Page 0,103
that… needed him to wreck me in the best of ways.
“I’m good,” I urged. “Go ahead.”
“You’re good? Go ahead?” He sounded vaguely amused even as he continued to work those fingers inside me, wrenching another groan from my throat. “You remember our little talk about romance?”
I chuckled. “Don’t bogart the dick, Irish.”
Even though I’d asked him to stop with the fingering, I let out a low whine when he pulled those talented fingers out. I wasn’t empty long. Seconds later, he replaced them with his dick, tunneling into me slowly but insistently.
We both sighed together because sometimes that’s what you gotta do when it’s that fucking good. He fucked me with a mix of insistent and gentle thrusts, giving me just enough to make me want more.
I heard a swift intake of breath that didn’t come from behind me. My eyes flew open, landing on a shadowy figure in the corner. It took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the darkness, and I could make out Joey’s stone face. His gaze flickered over Danny and then came back to me.
Despite how good it felt to have him inside me, I’d made Danny a promise. I planned to keep it. I put a stilling hand on his arm. “There’s someone—”
“I don’t care,” he murmured.
“You seemed to care before,” I countered. “A lot.”
“I was wrong.”
I blinked. “Wait, can you say that a little louder? And maybe let me get my phone to record it, so I can play it when you get too insufferable?”
He smacked my ass. “This is our life. Our bedroom. Nothing is going to stop me from loving you how I want, when I want. And if that means we have a fucking audience, then we have a fucking audience. You good with that?”
“Yeah.” I didn’t stop him as he tunneled inside of me again. Joey’s eyes glowed with something I couldn’t quite name. Anger. Hurt. Arousal?
“You’re mine and I’m yours,” Danny whispered in my ear. My breath caught in my throat as he shoved inside of me again. “And I don’t care who thinks otherwise.”
Joey winced and disappeared. I wondered if I’d made things better or worse, but I couldn’t be too stirred to care. Not all sticky and sweaty, riding the sex high of all sex highs. I came first, clenching around Danny so tightly that he had no choice but to follow.
It was a few seconds before either of us could manage to say anything. “Just give me a sec,” Danny finally murmured, already half asleep. “I’ll get something to wipe you off.”
I listened to his soft, even breathing for a few seconds before I realized he was asleep. Still sweaty and sticky and all worn out, I joined him.
Chapter 27
A barbecue at Nick’s place was a damned fine way to end the week.
The entire team was there, families included. Kevin’s kids were currently creating havoc in the neatly landscaped backyard, as Nick gave them the evil eye from the deck. It was clear he was trying to be the cool uncle to impress his date, a cute blonde who kept gushing how cute the kids were. I wasn’t sure he was going to pull off the act for long, especially when one of Kevin’s kids upended a neatly potted plant.
Danny had insisted on manning the grill, since he was the only one who knew how to “cook a fucking steak properly.” Nick rolled his eyes so hard it had to hurt, but he relinquished the tongs.
“I don’t know how you put up with him,” Nick said huffily to me, loud enough so Danny could hear. “Controlling bastard.”
That’s because he knew better than to try and control me. Except for one place. Especially one place. When we were naked, the more controlling he was, the better. I put on my best poker face as Nick squinted at me. Then he groaned. “Aw, man. I did not need to know that.”
Wow, I did wear my every thought on my face.
“Know what?” I asked innocently.
He groaned again. “I need brain bleach.”
I flushed as Danny laughed. “Don’t ask questions you don’t want the answers to,” he advised as Nick walked away with his fingers plugged in his ears.
Tabitha arrived last with her new love interest, a bespectacled, soft-spoken guy who didn’t seem like her usual type. All I really knew about him was that he was an accountant and liked bow ties. Tab introduced him to the group and shut down any real questioning quickly.