Insatiable (Steel Brothers Saga #12) - Helen Hardt Page 0,45
Talon and Ryan don’t know either.”
Curiosity pounded through me. “Bryce…”
“I can’t. I’ve already violated Joe’s trust once, and I won’t do it again. You wouldn’t do it to Jade, would you?”
Shit. He had me there. “No,” I said reluctantly.
He threaded his fingers through my disheveled hair. “Thank you. For understanding.”
“I do understand. I don’t like it, though.”
“I don’t like it either. I promise a day will come when there are no secrets between us.”
“Just not today,” I said.
“Not today. But I can give you something else today.” He pulled me to him and kissed me thoroughly.
And a moment later, I forgot all about my oldest brother and his secrets.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Bryce
Her mouth was warm and inviting, as always, and I hardened instantly.
Would we always want each other like this? I couldn’t imagine not wanting Marjorie. Not craving her. Not aching for her touch, her lips on mine, her body gloving me.
I hovered over her and slowly entered her, and then I wrapped her in my arms and rolled us to our sides, so we were facing each other.
I met her gaze, our eyes locking. “I love you so much,” I whispered.
“I love you too.” She cast her gaze downward. “Watch. Watch as you go in and out of me. It’s so beautiful, isn’t it?”
I followed her gaze to our joining. As I slid in and out of her sweet, tight body, I did as she asked.
I watched.
Mesmerized.
Entranced.
Had I ever seen anything more perfect?
We always ended up fucking in a passionate frenzy, but this morning…this was lovemaking in all its truth. In all its perfection.
Slow. Sweet. And with the perfect partner.
Our lips met tenderly, our tongues twirled, and our mouths melded into one.
And I made love to my wonderful woman.
At the office later, Joe showed up.
“Hey,” I said. “How are Melanie and the baby?”
“They’re good. She’s set up in her hotel suite but spends most of her time at the hospital with little Brad so he can get regular breast feedings. He should be good to come home in a week or two.”
“That’s great news.”
He nodded. “I’m not sure I’ll ever forgive you guys for going after Marj and my mother without me.”
“You had to stay with Melanie and the baby.”
“I know, but you could have at least told me.”
“Your attention needed to be focused on your wife and child, Joe. We all agreed.”
“We all agreed? I didn’t get a vote in there.”
“We all thought—”
He stopped me with a gesture. “Fine. I get it. I probably would have done the same thing if it had been Tal with Jade giving birth. Still…”
“You didn’t like being left out.”
“Nope. It doesn’t sit well with me.”
“It’s over now. We got Marj and your mom back. But there’s still a lot—”
He nodded. “I know. Let’s go outside.”
I followed him outside the office building until we were about a hundred yards away.
“You still think we’re being spied on?” I said.
“I can’t prove it, but damn, I feel like someone’s watching me.”
“We’re doing everything we can. Changing our cell phones, watching what we say anywhere inside. What else can we do?”
He didn’t reply.
“Joe,” I said, “you’re going to need to be straight with me about something.”
“What’s that?”
“Booker. Cade Booker. I know you don’t want to tell me anything more about how you know him, but I’m going to ask you to do it anyway. You both went to the same underground leather club.”
He nodded.
“I need more information if I’m going to help you figure this out. What else can you tell me about him?”
“Nothing.” Joe was adamant.
“Please.” I quickly filled him in on our discussion with Dominic last night. “His own brother says he’s a psycho.”
“Hell, I agree. Who else but a psycho is armed with three guns and has his office rigged with pepper spray?”
“Not a psycho, maybe. Someone who’s very afraid of something. Someone who is overly cautious. That’s why I’m asking. What else do you know about this guy?”
“Just because he’s into—”
“Damn it, Joe, you know that’s not what I mean. What you do in the bedroom is your own thing, and whether you like to do it at some club doesn’t bother me one bit. But Booker’s the issue here, and you’ve seen him in a way others haven’t.”
“What he likes doesn’t matter.”
“Maybe it doesn’t. But maybe it does.”
“I can’t, Bryce. It’s a gentleman’s code.”
“The man attacked us. I think the code is broken.”
“What if he makes it public that I used to go there?”