just want to see you two safe and happy.” He groaned and felt one of his cuts on his face. “Do I look as bad as I feel?”
“You're handsome,” I said. It wasn't a lie. Not one bit. Even after he had been mangled, he somehow managed to continue to look sexy.
He chuckled. “I know when a gal is lyin’ to me,” he said.
“Oh, don't give me that gal shit. I'm not lying. You're handsome, strong, and you've been there for me more than most in my life,” I said, feeling the blood rush to my cheeks. There was so much more I wanted to say and I was grateful he hadn't left town yet. It could have been under better circumstances, I guess, but we were safe now and that was all that mattered.
“But I'm a criminal, right? Just ‘cause I've helped you out and bought coffee from you doesn't necessarily mean I deserve something from you.” He sighed and stared at the tiled floor. He looked exhausted and it was in that moment I realized how much I must have hurt him by rejecting him so often.
“I don't care that you're a criminal. Life’s too short to turn down something good.” I found myself laughing and thrown into a state of exhilarating emotions. All that bad I was forced to experience was now in the past. And from there on out, I made an oath to myself that I would only let in the good.
“What're you saying? You'll have to spit it out. I ain't that intelligent, sweetie-pie.” He said. Here we go again with the sweetie-pie stuff.
“Kiss him, Momma!” Jen clapped with glee. I blushed and ruffled her hair. “Hey! Quit being a baby!!” she squealed.
“She likes you,” I laughed.
“Yeah, well maybe she shouldn't.” He laughed right back at me.
“I like you too,” I admitted. “A lot. It sickens me actually.”
“Great, you sicken me too.” He winked. “How ‘bout a date sometime?”
“How about you stay over.” I bit my lip and lowered my gaze to his belt buckle and that bronze zipper resting in between denim.
“Jen, go to your room,” he muttered.
“But. But!” That was her best argument. I turned to her and raised my eyebrows.
“Now, baby. If you go, Lucas will read to you before bed.” I knew how to strike a good bargain.
“Yay!” She ran up behind Lucas and wrapped her tiny arms around his wide chest. It was the cutest damn thing I had ever seen. She whispered in his ear “You’re Mommy’s knight in shining armor.” She kissed him on the cheek and ran as fast as she could to her room.
“She's a cute kid,” he said, massaging his ribs.
“I never thought I'd hear you say the word cute,” I said.
“I said it about your ass, remember?” He laughed. “I still think it's the cutest damn thing I've ever seen. Or held.” He was grinning under his injuries.
“Let me help you with that.” I ran to the bathroom and got some hydrogen peroxide and gauze. I began cleaning his wounds lightly, taping down some gauze where it was needed.
“Thanks, babe.” He sighed.
“Do you really think it's cute?” I suddenly found myself turning around and checking myself out in the living room mirror. It wasn't exactly small.
“Cute isn't the right word. I'd call it a godsend. I want to kneel before it in extreme worship.” He said, getting into the prayer position and sticking his tongue straight out. “I'm thirsty for a little worship.”
I bent over, slightly joking, but also I just really wanted him to grip my flesh like he did the other night. “What else do you want to do?” I felt my panties soak to the edges. “I want you to tell me.”
He looked around and said “Are you sure? What about…” He glanced down the hall.
“She's fine. She won't come out here. She's heavily invested in SpongeBob right now.” I closed my eyes and pressed my lips together. “I've had a rough fucking week, so you better do this for me. Tell me. Tell me everything you're going to do to me,” I said, opening my eyes to find him hovering over my ass like it was a porcelain relic.
“I want you to lower that ass until your cute, wet panties fall onto my face. I want to breathe you in, to swallow you whole, and make you come over and over again.” He sighed. His pants grew tight around his cock.
As soon as I heard those words, I felt