“Yeah, why?”
“Heard you groped a nurse and then took off.”
“That’s not exactly what happened. I’m trying to piece this together, Danny. So I can help.”
Danny groaned. “Come on, Wes. You’re a fighter, not a detective. Okay? This is a family thing. This is a family war. It’s going to get deeper and bloodier. Just come back to town and go back to fighting, where you belong.”
“Hey, what happened at the hospital… between us…”
“Water under the bridge,” Danny said. “Emotions are high. Whoever hurt Aton… we’re all targets.”
I thought about telling Danny what happened at the cabin. Or that I was at the cabin. But I didn’t trust him. I didn’t trust anyone.
“Give me an update on Aton,” I said.
“He’s the same, okay? A couple scary moments after you left. He was having trouble breathing. The docs kicked us all out for the night.”
“Fuck.”
“Yeah.”
“What’s the chances of him living?”
“I don’t know, Wes. You saw him. That’s all I can say. You believe in God or anything? Then pray. If not, then rub some sticks together and hope for the best.”
I remembered why I hated Danny. He was a big goon and a fucking loser.
“Thanks,” I said.
I ended the call.
Back inside, I looked to the couch. There was beautiful Rose. Cuddled up tight with a blanket. None of it made sense to me yet. Maybe none of it would.
As comfortable as she looked, I didn’t want her sleeping in the open like she was. If someone kicked open the front door, she was an easy target.
I walked to the couch and reached down for her. I slipped a hand behind her neck and my other hand to her legs. I lifted her body and cradled her against my chest. Her hands reached up and touched my neck. She pulled her face to my neck and nestled there. I gritted my teeth, trying to make it so my heart wouldn’t race… but there was no stopping it. That’s what she fucking did to me. Yet it was her family that destroyed my life. Her family that attacked Aton. Her family that was going to end up getting me and her killed. Of all people to feel this way around…
As I moved her to the bedroom she let out little purring moans.
It was driving me mad.
I was hard as fuck by the time I got her to the bed. My dick pressed to my jeans, like it was time to come out and play. This feeling was going beyond attraction and teetering on some kind of weird addiction.
I placed Rose down to the bed but her hands didn’t slip away. She held there and her eyes fluttered a little.
“It’s okay, sweetie.”
“Thank you, Wes,” she whispered. “For saving me.”
I gritted my teeth even harder and nodded, even though she couldn’t really see me.
“Get sleep.”
“Soon…”
One of her hands grabbed for mine. She placed it to her breast, thrusting her chest up, moaning with her eyes shut. She bit her bottom lip, making my cock swell even more. Her hand tugged at mine, guiding right down between her legs. There both our hands rested for a few seconds before she took her hand from mine. Her fingers grabbed at the top of her pants and she pushed.
“Fuck,” I whispered.
“Yes, Wes. I need… you…”
My hand came up and touched her lower belly. I slid down into her pants and felt the smooth curve of her body. It gave way to her soft and wet folds. The second I touched her she cried out. Her legs bent and her heels dug into the bed. She rocked her hips, demanding me.
Two fingers explored the silky feel of her body. Bottom to top, opening her gently before plunging two fingers into her. I dug deep, hard, twisting my fingers as I felt her throb against my touch. When I pulled my fingers out she moved with me, breathing heavier.
There was no talking. There were no sounds other than her labored breathing. Her hands grabbed at the sheets, white knuckled. Her lower half lifted a few inches off the bed. She suppressed her cries by biting her lip harder. It was like we were supposed to be quiet so we didn’t get caught. It made it even sexier… watching Rose’s beautiful body twist and writhe with pleasure. Her curvy hips rocking left to right. Her powerful legs kicking and thrusting her pussy against my touch. A woman that knew how she wanted it… and me, the man who knew how to fucking give it to her.
I slid my fingers along her pussy, way down on her, touching anything I wanted. My thumb came forward and I pressed the nub of her clit. Making circles sent Rose into overdrive. Her stomach lifted and lowered faster by the second. One of her hands released its fierce hold on the sheets and she grabbed my wrist.