I laugh at how ridiculous we are. “It’s kind of dumb we’re apologizing to each other, isn’t it?”
“A few people told me they were sorry for what happened to me. How many people told you?”
“You’re the only one.”
“Then it’s not so dumb, is it?”
“Maybe not.”
“I could kill him for what he did to you.”
“Please don’t.” I put a hand on his arm. “I couldn’t stand it if you spent another minute in prison. Especially if it was because of me.”
“I hate what he and Emmaline did to you.”
“Killing them wouldn’t make what I went through disappear. Please. Promise me you won’t do anything stupid.”
“I do a lot of stupid shit.”
I shake him by the arm. “You know what I mean. Stop being stubborn. Promise me you won’t do anything to get yourself locked up again. It’s not worth it. I’m not worth it. Please.”
He moves closer. “Don’t you know I’d do anything for you? Haven’t I already proven you’re more than worth it?” His gaze drops to my mouth.
“When you look at me like that I start to believe all kinds of things.” He goes for a kiss, but I stop him with a finger to his lips. “Promise me.”
He licks my finger.
“Beau,” I warn.
His gaze turns wicked. He takes my finger in his mouth and sucks. Shit. That fucking goes straight to my pussy. I try to pull my hand away, but he grips my wrist and holds it. Sliding my finger in and out of his mouth, he licks and sucks. There’s no doubt where he wants to put his mouth next. A knock at the door breaks the moment. Saved by the pizza delivery guy. He releases me and I go to the bathroom for a little cool-down while he answers the door.
When I come out he’s got our dinner spread out on the little table. I sit across from him and pick up a slice of pepperoni.
“You didn’t promise,” I say.
“I know I didn’t.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?”
“Fine.” He tosses down his slice of pizza. “I promise. Happy?”
“Yes. Actually. I am.”
“It’s not like I have plans to commit murder. I just don’t know how I’ll react if I ever see them. I really fucking hate what they did to you. I don’t think you fully get how much.”
“I wouldn’t make you promise if I didn’t.”
He picks up his pizza and takes an angry bite, glaring at me over the top.
“If it’s any consolation, after dinner I’ll let you put that tongue to use anywhere you want.”
His brows rise. “Anywhere?”
“Anywhere.”
Chapter 23
Beau
I wake up before Vera does and watch her sleep. She accuses me of snoring, but she makes this little wheezing sound that’s actually kind of cute. I won’t tell her about it. She’d only deny it. The sheet slipped down, revealing both her breasts. Her nipples are hard and puckered. I should pull the sheet up. She’s clearly cold. Except the view is so nice with her arms over her head, making her tits rise. If I had a camera or was an artist I’d capture her just like this with her face soft and relaxed, the morning sun bathing her in a warm glow.
One of her legs is bent out to the side, spreading her open. I have the urge to accept that offer and climb between her legs. She’s the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. Being with her, making her scream in ecstasy, is the greatest fucking experience of my life. She talked about experiencing firsts with me. I’ve had a few firsts with her too. She probably wouldn’t believe me if I told her. She seems to think she couldn’t match, let alone exceed, anything that’s ever happened to me. There’s really no comparison.
She stirs, rolling on her side, away from me. The new view is pretty fucking great too. This time I don’t resist and put my arms around her, tucking her against me. She’s warm and smells like sex. My already hard dick gets harder. She wiggles her backside against it, making me groan. She’s awake and fucking torturing me. I cup a breast in one hand and slide the other between her legs. Rolling her nipple, I slip a finger through her slickness. She’s wet and about to get a lot wetter. I thrust two, then three fingers into her. Her hips flex in time with my strokes. She’s faking sleep, letting me do all the work. I don’t mind. I sink my teeth into her neck in gentle bites I know drive her crazy. The gasp that escapes her lips makes my dick weep.
Her legs part, and it’s all the invitation I need. Gripping my dick, I maneuver until I’m right at her entrance. She reaches back and rakes her fingers into my hair. It fucking drives me wild when she does that. I thrust deep into her and her fingers tighten in my hair. I’m a fucking wild man, gripping her hip and hitting hard. Goddamn, she feels so fucking good. I’m gonna come too soon, so I strum her clit to get her there before me. The whimpers she makes drive me insane. I sink my teeth into her neck and she cries out. I lunge one last time, digging my fingers into her thigh to get as far into her as I can.