Chapter 11
I always offer to cook, not because I’m nice, but because I want the food to taste good.
— Keely to Dima
DIMA
Her eyes were confused for a bit before I stood up, hauled her off the couch, and made my way to her bedroom with her over my shoulder.
Her cute squeak of ‘ eeeep !’ was enough to have me smiling as I made my way down her hall toward her bedroom.
I knew exactly how to get there, following the steps that I knew to take after I’d placed the cameras in her bedroom a few weeks ago.
She didn’t comment on the way I’d known where to go, nor did she say a word when I threw her down onto the bed and followed her onto the plush comforter.
When I went to a plank over her, my dog tags slipped out of my shirt and fell against her torso, the metal pooling on the middle of her chest right beneath her collar bones.
Her eyes were an intense shade of green as she stared up at me with anticipation.
“ You know who I am,” I said as I leaned closer, my lips skimming a line along the apple of her cheek. “ You should probably be telling me no right now.”
She snorted. “ We both know that I’m not going to react normally, Dima ,” she whispered. “ I’m nervous, sure. I’m excited, absolutely yes. But I’m also a little bit crazy. So no, you won’t be getting a ‘no’ from me anytime soon.”
I leaned even closer, inhaling the scent of her between her throat and chin.
“ This is about to get complicated,” I admitted. “ Your brother’s married to my sister.”
“ Maybe we just don’t tell them for a bit,” she teased.
“ They’re going to know that something’s going on with us the first time they see us in the same room together, but I might be able to make it look like I hate you.” I chuckled.
She shivered as she leaned her head back, giving me more access to her throat.
I skimmed my tongue along the center, not stopping until I reached her lips, which I then devoured.
Only when we were both breathless did she say, “ Let’s just be clear about one thing, though.”
Before I could pull back, she wrapped her hand around my dog tags and yanked.
I had no other choice but to move forward with them or risk them breaking.
She opened her mouth, and once again, I was kissing her silly.
When I pulled away, it was only far enough that I could rip her clothes off.
Her leggings hit the floor, followed shortly by her shirt, bra, panties and hair tie.
My pants, shirt, and underwear followed.
Only when she was completely naked did I roll us and pull her off the bed again.
Her naked body was plastered to mine as I moved us to the chair in front of the wall of windows in her bedroom.
“ What do you do in this chair right here?” I asked as I sat us down, her plastered against me in my lap.
“ I read,” she said.
“ I haven’t seen you do that yet,” I mused. “ Only throw clothes in it.”
She studied my face before saying, “ I should be really freaked out that you have cameras in here.”
I tucked a lock of her brown hair behind her ear, and the curl popped right back out in front of her face.
“ You should,” I agreed. “ This is crazy behavior.”
“ Crazy is my middle name,” she teased.
I pulled her naked body into my own, lifted her up just far enough that I could notch my cock at her entrance, and pulled her down using my grip around her waist.
She cried out, her eyes wild, as I filled her.
“ Dima !”
My eyes closed as I savored her sweet heat around my cock.
“ You are so tight,” I croaked.
She pulled away from me, leaning back by using her hands on my knees to circle her hips.
A smile lit her lips as she pulled a groan from my mouth.
“ You are just big,” she breathed as she threw her head back and started to do a slow back and forth in my lap.
Movement out of the corner of my eye had me catching her hips and stilling them.
She groaned and righted herself, her eyes heavy, as she followed my gaze.
“ Oh .” She paused as she caught sight of the window washers that’d appeared at the glass above us. “ I forgot they were going to be here today.”
“ They inform you when they’re coming?” I asked.
“ Yeah .” She licked her lips. “ So we don’t get caught having sex while they’re here.”
I grinned wickedly at her as I said, “ They’ll get the show of their life today, then.”
“ What …”
The window washer’s legs started to lower, and the ropes started to come down, and I caught the blanket off the end of the bed and yanked it to me.
I didn’t mind him knowing what we were doing, but I didn’t want him getting a perfect view of it, either.
The small blanket I tossed around our hips was practically see through, but she started to move before I could search for another one.
I tightened my hands around her hips and let my head fall back on the chair’s back, unable to stop myself from fucking her.
My hips drove up as my hands pulled her down.
The sound of our hips slapping filled the silent room just before the sound of rubber hitting glass followed.
My eyes snapped open as I looked through Keely’s crazy, curly hair to see the window washers on her room’s windows.
I knew they knew we were there, too.
Neither one of them tried at all to act like they weren’t watching, and some irrational urge goaded me to pull my gun out and shoot them both for seeing.
I didn’t, though I did pull her in closer and allowed my hand to slip down the crack of her ass to cover her from sight.
I glared hard, and all of a sudden both men found something else to focus on as they continued to clean the window.
“ I’m gonna come,” she whispered into my ear.
“ Then come,” I urged.
She keened against my neck and her pussy locked down on my cock.
The rhythmic pull of her pussy drawing on my cock was enough to send me over the ledge myself.
Hot spurts of my come filled her tight pussy, and I momentarily went blind as I chased the last dregs of my orgasm.
“ Holy fuckin’ shit,” Keely breathed.
There was a harsh thump, and we both turned to look at the window.
“ Oh my god. Did he just fall?”
“ I hope so,” I grumbled.
She slapped me on the shoulder and started laughing. “ That wouldn’t be funny!”
“ Actually , it would,” I said. “ What’s the point of this blanket if it has so many goddamn holes in it?”
“ It’s a knit blanket. They’re supposed to have holes,” she pointed out. “ And it’s decorative. I don’t actually use it as a blanket.”
“ What , exactly, would one need a decorative blanket for?” I wondered. “ Seems like a waste.”
“ Aesthetics ,” she answered. “ Now , how am I going to get to that bathroom without the one that’s still there seeing me?”
I picked her up and walked with her to the bathroom, using my hand as a shield once again as I deposited her onto the floor of her bathroom and slamming the door closed with my toes.
I grinned as I pulled out of her and watched my release slide down the length of her thigh.
“ I really am on birth control,” she said. “ I have the implant right here.”
I ran my fingers along the spot on her arm where a birth control implant resided just underneath her skin.
I couldn’t stop myself from glaring at it. “ I don’t like it.”
“ You may not like it, but having babies isn’t on my Bingo card for the year.”
“ Technically , if you got pregnant now, you wouldn’t have it until next year,” I pointed out.
She reached into the shower and turned it on before dropping the blanket.
I grinned as she stepped into the shower and reached for the showerhead.
After I cleaned myself up, I went to gather our clothes, then came back just as she was stepping out.
Her wild curly hair was now slightly damp, and some of the curls had straightened out and pasted themselves against her skin.
“ I …”
The doorbell rang, and she frowned.
My brows rose as I said, “ Get dressed and go answer it.”
“ What about you?” she asked.
“ I’ll hang out right here,” I said. “ I could use a nap if it’s one of your siblings.”
“ It’s likely Copper ,” she said. Her eyes narrowed. “ I heard Copper , Chevy , and Cutter talking and they said your brother had something to do with getting him out.”
That had actually been me, but Shasha could take the credit for all I cared.
As long as she was happy, that’s all that mattered.
I jerked my chin up and said, “ He shouldn’t have been there in the first place.”
Her eyes warmed as she said, “ No , he shouldn’t have.”
I took the bed, glanced out the windows, and could do nothing but shake my head.
“ They did a really shitty job,” I muttered as I heard Copper’s voice say, “ Did you see that some man was unconscious from hitting the side of the building as he cleaned one of the windows?”
I fell asleep to her giggling reply, and didn’t wake up again for hours.