Chapter 31
Chris
This woman is so fucking sexy.
And I just told her that I love her. And she said it back.
I break our kiss and stand behind her. With her hands high on the shower wall and her legs spread wide, I don’t even think my wet dreams could do her justice.
I reach forward and grip her ass cheeks once again.
I love the way they feel in my hands. So full and perfect, it makes me want to bite them.
Giving in to the urge because life is short, I bend over and dig my teeth into her silky skin. The yelping moan she lets out tells me she enjoyed it just as much as I did. I stand tall and take a step forward, slipping an arm around her waist and letting my hand trail down her stomach.
Pressing a kiss on the side of her neck before running my tongue up until I hit her hairline right behind her ear, I speak against her skin.
“Then again, I do love this pussy. The taste. The feel of it gripping me tight.” My fingers toy with her clit as Lily writhes against me. “How wet it gets for me.”
My fingers move farther back, and I groan into her neck when I find her already drenched.
“See? Perfectly wet.” Desire so strong has goosebumps traveling the length of my body.
Slipping two fingers inside her tight channel, I lightly pinch her nipple to heighten the sensation.
“Chris, I’m already on the edge,” Lily calls out as her hands curl into fists on the wall.
My own body protests as much as hers does as I remove my fingers from her and place my hand on her belly.
“We can’t have that. You need to want it a little more before I let you come.”
In an attempt to lure me into touching her, Lily circles her hips, creating jaw-clenching friction on my cock. I can already feel it leaking with the need to be inside her.
Looks like Lily isn’t the only one impatient tonight.
“Please, touch me,” she begs.
“Okay, I’ll touch you, but I want you to answer a question for me.” My fingers move back to her clit, circling it.
“Yes, anything.”
Her quick acceptance makes me smile. “Great answer.” I alternate between playing with her clit and sliding my fingers through her wetness. “You don’t have to tell me right this second, but later tonight, will you tell me why you can’t have kids?”
Her body freezes against mine, but I continue my ministrations. Not that I want kids, as I’m pretty sure I passed the point in my life where that made sense, but I’m curious about the circumstances that would make her make that decision.
“Why do you care? Are you looking for someone to birth a gaggle of kids for you? Because if so, that isn’t me, Chris.” Her tone is sharp, yet breathless.
I press on her clit harder, causing her to release some of the tension as her body sways. “Baby, I don’t want you to do anything but be the woman I’ve fallen for. And no, I don’t want kids. I’m too fucking old, for one.”
Lily drops her head back until it hits my shoulder. “Oh my god, your fingers are inside me, and I don’t even know how old you are.”
Chuckling, I tell her, “I’m forty-four.”
“Oh, well, that’s not that old. You could still have kids. Also, in case you’re curious, I’m thirty-seven.”
I remove my fingers and shift her hips slightly. Reaching between us so I can line my cock up just right, I press my hips forward with a growl. “Goddamn, you feel so fucking good, Lily.”
“Yes, Chris,” she breathes out.
Pumping my hips and gripping hers, I say, “Full disclosure, I already knew how old you were. Carlos gave me some basic information on you. And to your other comment, I am too fucking old. I like my life. And if I can’t knock you up, then I don’t want to knock anyone up.”
Moving one hand back to her clit, Lily starts moving her hips, working for her orgasm.
“Well, since you just said you love me, I’m glad to hear that,” she teases.
The hand not on her pussy moves to the front of her neck. I pull her head back carefully so I can look into her eyes. When our gazes lock, I tell her, “That’s fucking right. I love you, Lily.”
A strangled cry leaves her lips. She blinks a few times until I see a tear slip from the corner of her eye. “Hearing you say that is something from my dreams. I know my life is a mess. But thank you for loving me through it.”
I capture her lips, letting my tongue mimic my cock moving in and out of her. “Yes, baby. I’m right here. I’m with you. Me and Hank, by your side, loving you.”
She pulls away from me until my arms drop and I’m no longer inside her, and panic swells in my chest. Until she spins around and launches herself at me.
I catch her with my arms around her waist as hers circle my neck.
As I lift her, she wraps her legs around my waist, and I press her back against the tile to hold her in place. She sucks in a breath at the contact.
“Sorry, that’s probably cold.”
She shakes her head. “That’s okay. It’s worth it.”
I kiss her again, hard, and reach in between us so I can line myself back up with her warmth.
Shifting my hold on her, I impale her once again.
Our combined moans sound perfect to my ears.
Pushing my hips forward, I bury myself inside her as deep as I can get and give her the friction on her clit that she needs.
Lily’s hands move from my shoulders to my cheeks. She holds my head still so I’m looking into her gorgeous green eyes. “If I don’t go to jail, Hank needs an animal sibling.”
Hating the caveat of her statement, I smile down at her because I know that’s what she needs. “Fine, but you have to break it to him.”
She sniffs, her eyes watery. “Done.”
And with that, I fuck her until we’re both delirious with desire.
I push against her as she writhes between me and the wall, chasing the pleasure we’re both seeking.
Her fingernails dig into my skin as her muscles contract around me, and she screams my name.
The feeling of her pulsing around me pulls my release from me with a guttural groan as I suck her nipple into my mouth and dig my teeth in, further drawing out her orgasm.
Once my heart starts to slow, I carefully let her down, but don’t let her go. I gently clean every inch of her as she leans against the wall, looking half-asleep. Using the handheld shower head, I rinse the last of the soap off her body.
“Baby, come on, let’s get you dried off.”
We step out of the shower, quickly dry off, and get dressed. Once our teeth are brushed, we make our way out to the bedroom and climb into bed. She cuddles under the covers so all that’s sticking out is her head. I stay sitting up with my back propped up on the headboard.
Leaning over, I brush a stray hair from her forehead. “I don’t know if you’re ready to sleep, but I want to look through Blake’s laptop some more. Will the light bother you? If it will, I can go to the living room.”
Lily shakes her head and sits up, scooting over to me so her cheek is resting on my shoulder. “I don’t want you to leave. When I get tired enough, I’ll just lie down and go to sleep. The light won’t bother me.”
I kiss the top of her head and reach over, grabbing the laptop and reading glasses from my nightstand. Slipping on my glasses, I open the laptop.
“I was scared to have Blake’s children. Mostly because, for years, I hoped one day I would have the courage to divorce him, and I didn’t want anything to tie me to him.
But also, I think a part of me was scared they’d turn out just like him.
So I got my tubes tied. Blake never really talked about wanting kids, so I think he just assumed I was on birth control. ”
Her voice is quiet and sad, but resolute. It makes me sad that that’s the reason she chose to make such a permanent decision, but I can’t say I blame her.
I kiss her head again and let my lips linger. “That was extremely brave, and I can’t even imagine how difficult the decision was.”
“Thank you,” she whispers.
I knead her thigh through the blanket, and she relaxes into me.
Opening Blake’s emails, I find the one I left off on this morning while going through them.
I read a few before opening one from a sender I haven’t come across before, making a mental note of the address before reading the body of the email.
Then I reread it.
I read it a third time just to make sure I’m reading the words correctly. My heart feels like it’s going to burst through my chest at any moment. Not that I doubted her, but here is the proof of what she told me she overheard. I glance down at Lily, worried about her reaction.
Her eyes squint, as if she’s having trouble reading the words, before she sits up and leans closer to the screen. “Oh my god,” she whispers. “This is the person he hired to kill me. It must have been who he was talking to that night.”
I nod. “That’s what it looks like.”
Looking back at me, she grimaces. “I’ve been wondering what he meant on that call. But I guess that makes sense. I didn’t know he had that life insurance policy on me. How do you even get a million-dollar policy on someone without them knowing?”
I shake my head. “I’ll admit, I don’t know much about life insurance requirements.”
She covers her face with her hands, but I don’t think she’s crying. Even though she heard the call, I can’t even imagine what it feels like to see the written proof that your late husband promised to pay someone $50,000 to have you killed once he gets the life insurance payout.
Mandi walks into my office and sets some folders on my desk. “You look like shit.”
I grab the folder and flip it open. “I’m not sure I’ve told you how much I love these little motivational speeches you give me.”
She nods. “I can see that you do. Anyway, how’s the new girlfriend?”
I look over the top of my glasses. “How’s the new boyfriend?”
Mandi’s eyes brighten, and I immediately regret my question, fearing I’m about to hear way too much about my best friend.
“Oh my goodness, Carlos is great. He really is the best guy I’ve ever met. And definitely the hottest.”
I hold up a hand. “I’m gonna have to stop you there. I’m very happy for both of you, but I don’t need to hear any more.”
Her laugh is loud. “Alright, fine. But we should double date. Or, like, have a couples party with the Nash Security guys.”
“Couples party sounds like a swingers party, so that’s a hard pass for me.”
She throws up her hands. “Oh my god, fine, a barbecue or something with everyone.”
I laugh as she stomps out of my office. My cell phone starts to ring, and I sober when I see the name.
“Tony, I was actually going to call you today.”
“Oh, really? Did you already make a decision?”
Sitting back in my chair, I tap my pen on my thigh. “Yes and no. I have a couple of questions for you first.”
“Alright. Shoot.”
“Did you follow me the other day?” Carlos was never able to pull anything useful from any of the footage, so we were at a loss for who it could be.
His laugh comes through the speaker. “Oh, shit, yeah. I meant to tell you. That was some impressive driving. We talked about seeing if you were available for hire.”
I never thought I’d be comforted by the fact that mobsters were following me and not someone else.
“Okay, good to know. Next question: Did you break into Blake’s house yesterday?”
He doesn’t respond right away. But finally says, “No, that wasn’t my family. But there’s a rumor going around.”
“What’s the rumor?” I’m actually a little scared to find out what this could be.
“Word on the street is, ol’ Blakey boy stole a shit-ton of those fucking drugs from Goodwin. And Goodwin told him he either returns the drugs or pays him a crazy amount of money. Like half a million or some shit.”
It’s my turn to stay silent.
“If I had to guess, it was Goodwin’s guys looking for the drugs or hoping Blake had a safe with cash in it they could steal.”
While the house is full of expensive items, it’s not exactly easy to haul out a bunch of knick-knacks and TVs. And jewelry is too easily traceable if it was pawned. So Tony’s probably right.
I toss my glasses onto my desk and rub my fingers into my eyes.
Blake is a fucking idiot, stealing from a goddamn drug dealer.