Joke’s on You by Lani Lynn Vale Page 0,66

surprised delight as the orgasm that I could feel teetering on the edge burst through me.

His strangled cry of surprise was drowned out by the roaring in my ears.

I felt Booth lose control, knew the instant that he was coming, too.

But the orgasm was still holding onto me with two hands, dragging me under so far that I couldn’t find which way was up.

It was a long time later that I finally came back to myself.

I found that I was in Booth’s arms, curled up on my side, and his wet cock was resting up against my ass cheek.

My heart was still pounding, and there was still a slight roaring in my ear that I only just realized was my heartbeat.

“I think you destroyed me,” he whispered after a few minutes.

I laughed weakly.

“I think that we broke each other then,” I said. “I… that was…” I didn’t know how to put what that was into words.

He did, though.

“The best thing I’ve ever experienced in my life?” He paused. “Because let me tell you something. I’ve been inside your pussy. That’s something great right there. But your ass? It’s a completely new, different, wonderful experience that I’m glad that I get to have for the rest of my life.”

I rolled over in his arms then, my mouth forming a smile.

“For the rest of your life?” I asked huskily.

He nodded once.

“For the rest of our lives,” he said. “That’s where this is going, baby. That’s where it’s been going since the moment that I met you. You’re mine and I’m yours, and that’s the only way it’s ever going to be from now until we die.”

I loved his words.

“I love you.”

He moved until his mouth was pressed to my nose. “I love you, too, Dillan. So much.”

Chapter 14

You just have to take it one ‘are you fucking kidding me’ at a time.

-Booth’s secret thoughts

Booth

“So let me get this straight,” Delanie said crossly. “Our father bailed the man responsible for almost killing you out of jail?”

Dillan nodded.

We’d been avoiding this very conversation. We’d done well at avoiding it, too, until Delanie had heard some news about it today while doing whatever she was doing.

It’d been almost a week since Kerrie had gotten himself sprung from jail, and a week of living life trying not to think about how the piece of shit was out.

The good thing is, I always had a constant idea of where the fucker was located at all times.

Not that Kerrie or anybody else knew that, exactly—well, anybody but Dillan and Bourne. They knew.

I had help. I’d contacted a man named Bruno.

Well, I hadn’t contacted him. Dillan actually had.

She’d become friends with Bruno because he’d come into the shop once a week for years. Eventually, they’d gotten to talking, and she’d learned that he had a friend that was a hacker.

A hacker that seriously didn’t like the justice system, apparently, because he was more than willing to help us in any way he could the moment he heard what Kerrie had done—and how he’d gotten out.

“And…”

Bourne’s and my phone went off simultaneously, signaling an emergency SWAT situation, and interrupting Delanie’s tirade.

“Shit,” I sighed as I stood up with my phone in my hand.

Dillan looked at me worriedly.

“Gotta go,” Bourne said as he started to walk out of the room without another word.

I watched as Delanie’s eyes, the ones that had been avoiding Bourne since they’d walked in the room earlier, followed him.

I ignored them both and went to Dillan. “Don’t wait up for me.”

She pressed her mouth to mine, then said, “Love you.”

I winked at her. “Love you more.”

With that, Bourne and I got into his truck and hit the road.

We arrived at the station in less than five minutes to find almost the entire team there, sans Dax.

But it wasn’t much longer before Dax was there with a ferocious frown on his face.

“I was literally in bed, getting a blissful night’s sleep, which I so desperately need.” He groaned as he stomped in.

“Why do you desperately need it?” I asked curiously as I fitted my new Kevlar vest onto my chest and strapped it on.

“Because Rowen thought she was in labor last night,” Derek said. “But she wasn’t. So they spent half the night in the ER.”

Then Dax had to do a full shift.

That sucked.

“Balls,” I said as I looked at my watch. “And tomorrow is your baby shower. You’ll never get caught up on your sleep again.”

Dax flipped me off and went to his own locker, grabbing his