Filthy (The Reckless Series #2) - HJ Bellus Page 0,1

She’s only three months old, but the bright spot in all of our lives.

“Just picture Ava’s face when she read in the paper that Oliver died in an accident. Baby, you have to get over this. He was going to hurt you and probably even end up hurting Ava and Charlie.”

I take a few more hits, feeling my eyelids grow heavy and my worry dissipate with the smoke in the room. Sleep eventually comes, but it’s never peaceful.

“Rhett.” My voice is loud and panicked.

“Shower, baby,” he hollers. “Your coffee is on the counter.”

Fuck. I slap my forehead, realizing the sound of the shower fills up the tiny apartment. Rhett moved in with me when Ava moved into Zane’s while he was in jail. I open the orange bottle on the nightstand and pour out three oxys. I wash them down with my coffee and then join Rhett in the shower.

He turns and smiles when the door opens and I appear naked before him.

“Come to Daddy.” He waggles his eyebrows.

Remnants of Rhett’s goofy personality pop up every now and then, but not in full force like they used to. I know I’m dragging him down and just need to get over it, but can’t seem to figure it out.

My body fits perfectly up against his chest, and I always melt when he wraps his arms low around my waist and kisses the top of my head. Rhett knows I need to be fucked hard and rough. The man always pleases.

He holds me for a few minutes longer than usual this morning before he turns me around to the face the wall. He drags each of his hands down my arms, raising and planting them on the shower wall.

“Fucking hold on, baby,” Rhett whispers into my ear.

The head of his cock bobs at my entrance and I’m greedy, flexing back to meet it.

“No.” He slaps my ass, sending a stinging sensation.

“Rhett,” I moan out. “Please.”

“Do you think of the other guys you fuck, besides me, when I’m deep inside you?”

I groan, rolling my hips again, loving his alpha side. That action gets me another slap and then his hands wrap around my throat, pulling me back to him.

“Answer me.”

“I’d fuck only you if you’d quit being with other women.” His hands tighten around my neck and I know that was the wrong answer. “Yes, Rhett, it’s always you I think about.”

He shoves into me without warning, bends me back over, and fucks me until I’m screaming his name and melting into a pool for him.

Rhett lifts me from the shower, dries, and dresses me then returns to his normal carefree self. When it comes to our sex life he’s harsh, demanding, and always in control.

Am I in love with Rhett? No. I think it’s a matter of convenience for the two of us free spirits.

A few cars line the driveway at Ava’s. The wedding is small and out in the pasture. Ava cried for days when Chloe called her and told her she couldn’t come to the wedding because her husband didn’t approve. It’s just another ghost of our past that will always haunt us until our last name changes. I never confided in Ava, but I was livid and cried myself to sleep several nights over knowing that fucking Chloe joined the other side. I’ve heard doing the right thing is hard, but never had a fucking clue until my best friend’s heart was shattered by her past when her present was the only glimpse of hope.

I leap from the truck and rush up to Zane who has little Charlie cradled in his arms, feeding her a bottle. The blessing of joy, with bright blue eyes and dark sprigs of hair, is wrapped up in a familiar blue blanket. He knows that I’ll bite him if he ever denies me my girl. Charlie is an identical replica of Ava with the sweetest plump cheeks and dark curly hair. The only indicator of Zane being involved is those piercing blue eyes and her sassy-ass attitude. She’s the true definition of love.

“Ready to tie the knot?” Rhett slaps Zane on the shoulder.

With sweet Charlie in my arms, her little chubby, flushed cheeks rubbing against mine, I can only help to smile back.

2

Rhett

I can’t keep my eyes off of Darby in her short dress with her tanned legs peeking out. Her nightmares fucking destroy me and I’ve tried to stay sober since that night. I’d do anything to be the one to push fucking