CHAPTER 5
SKINNY
Waking the next morning, I run my hand over the bed next to me.
When it penetrates my brain that Josie isn’t in bed next to me, I shoot up, wondering if she’s okay.
We went at it hard when we got home last night, only stopping long enough to grab something to eat and drink before we were back in bed.
Worried, I throw the covers back and crawl out from underneath the mosquito net.
When I hear the shower running, I breathe a sigh of relief that she doesn’t seem to be puking.
Sauntering into the bathroom, I stop in the doorway, and the sight of a naked Josie has me happy we opted for a wet room as there is no curtain or glass door restricting me from watching Josie.
She’s standing underneath the falling water, head back, eyes closed and a small smile playing over her lips.
The water is cascading down her body; I follow its trail as it flows over her luscious breasts and her slightly thickening belly down her muscular thighs before splashing on the shower floor by her brightly painted pink toes.
A colour that I know one of my nieces chose the last time they had a spa day.
My gaze travels back up her body; when I get to her face, her eyes are open and she’s smiling at me, holding out her hand, “Are you coming to join me?”
She certainly doesn’t have to ask me more than once.
I’ll take any chance I can get to hold her body against mine.
And if she’s naked, even better. Walking towards her, I tug her against me, running my fingers through her wet hair.
I gently pull her head back and slant my lips over hers in a long, hard kiss.
When I finally lift my lips, Josie is leaning heavily against me, eyes heavy-lidded with lust. I’ll give her what she wants, but not until I know how she’s feeling.
“How are you feeling, baby? Any nausea?”
Josie wrinkles her nose at me. “A little, but nothing too bad. Not enough to put me off wanting your cock in me.”
Smirking at her, I push her gently towards the small ledge we’d had built in the shower.
“Not until I say so,” I inform her, dropping to my knees in front of her.
Settling one of her legs over my shoulders, I look up at her, “You ready, baby?” That’s my only warning.
I know from experience that she’s going to be sensitive this morning and soft and gentle will only piss her off.
So, I waste no time in sucking on her clit and easing a finger into her channel.
I want to grin when she shouts out and I hear her slap her hands against the shower wall. “Holy shit, Skinny.”
When she moans and drives her fingers through my hair, tugging my face tighter into her pussy, I flatten my tongue and add additional pressure to her clit, adding a second finger at the same time I turn my hand and curl my finger towards me.
When Josie starts chanting, “Fuck, fuck, yes, just there, don’t stop, if you stop, I’m going to kill you,” I know she’s close.
It’s one of my favourite chants, and I’m always hard pressed not to laugh.
I’d never leave her hanging; I never have, not once in all our time together, but she still chants it even years later.
Josie gasps and comes, clenching on my fingers and pushing my head away from her with her palm.
Looking up towards her, I grip my cock hard to stop myself from coming at the ecstasy on her face, breasts flushed a light pink and heaving with every gulping breath she takes.
Standing, I slowly remove my fingers from her pussy and push my hard cock into her pulsing channel.
Josie’s eyes spring open as my cock bottoms out, and she bites her lip, then gasps, “Fuck me hard, Skinny.”
I hesitate slightly but stay planted deep inside her. My hands curled around her legs, helping to support her on the small ledge we have in the shower. “Are you sure, baby? You aren’t sore?”
Josie shakes her head. “I’m not sore, I promise.”
Taking her word for it, I change the angle of my hips and thrust up into her, knowing that I’ll be hitting that spot inside her that has her clenching my cock hard with every thrust. She gasps, lifting her legs higher on my hips and wrapping them around me.
Bending my head, I wrap my lips around her nipple and suck hard, getting the reaction I’m looking for when Josie thrusts her chest out, shouting, “More, baby, more, please.”
Moving my hips faster and deeper in a steady rhythm, I bite down on her nipple.
She cries out, “Fuck yes, yes,” and grips my cock hard within her.
There is no way I can hold back as I sink deep one last time, burying my face into the curve of her neck as I come in what seems to be never-ending waves.
Josie hums happily, arms and legs wrapped tight around me.
“Man, I’ve missed this with you,” she tells me with a happy sigh and kisses the side of my head.
Chuckling, I nuzzle her, hands caressing her sides, enjoying our closeness, knowing that before long we’ll have to get on with our day.
Her stomach rumbles slightly, and she goes a little green and swallows.
Easing out of her, I let her slide to her feet. Once I’ve made certain she’s steady, I ease her into the now cool running water, hoping that will help.
“I’m sorry, Josie.”
“For what?” Josie asks, looking confused.
“We shouldn’t have done that, not without making sure you had something to eat first.”
Josie slaps my shoulder and takes slow, deep breaths. “Don’t ever apologise for wanting me. I was part of that. Besides, I was up early, and I’ve eaten. My stomach is settling already. Let’s finish, and I’ll grab some of those ginger sweets that Roch gave me.”
Taking her word that she was okay, I soap up my hands and run them over her body, not lingering.
Before long, we’re dressed and walking over to the hotel for breakfast with everyone, Josie sucking on a ginger sweet like her life depends on it, and I guess I’d be too if it meant I didn’t lose my breakfast every morning.
We walk into the dining room to cheers and laughter. Josie just grins and takes a bow, saying, “What can I say? I missed my man.”
Laughing, I pull out a chair for her, glad that she doesn’t mind the teasing.
Once the hilarity has died down, Bull reminds us, “Church this afternoon after lunch.”
There are nods from most around the table or thumbs up, depending on who has food stuffed in their mouths.
“I won’t be able to make it,” Josie tells Bull. “I’ve got a scheduled C-section on a dog this afternoon.”
“No worries, Josie,” Bull reassures her. “Skinny can fill you in. We’re just going over figures and what’s happening with the reserve.”
“Cool.” She wipes her mouth with a serviette and stands up. “I’ve got to get to work.” She bends and kisses me. “I’ll see you later.”
“Hang on, Josie, I’ll come with you,” Roch tells her before kissing Bond and scooping Daisy up from a disgruntled Rogue on the way past. Then the two of them are gone like the whirlwinds they are.
“I’m glad Josie is feeling better,” Noni says, smiling at me over her coffee cup. “Is Aunt Josie sick?” Van asks, looking worried. “No, baby,” Noni runs a hand over his head, “Aunt Josie and Uncle Skinny are going to have a baby.”
“Oh,” Van turns to look at me, “Can it be a boy? We have lots of girls.”
Biting back a laugh, I reply, “I’ll see what I can do about that, Van.”
With Van happy that I’ll take his request into account, I finish up my coffee, grab some bacon, and wrap a piece of toast around it as I stand up.
“I’ll see you all at lunch.”
“Hang on, we’ll come with you,” Blaze says, standing slowly up. I hate seeing my brothers in pain, both the physical and the emotional, and right now, Blaze is feeling both. Behind him, Cairo is hovering.
Patiently, I wait for him, only starting to walk once he’s even with me; Bond and Cairo bringing up the rear.
“Have you found anything yet?” Blaze asks.
Shaking my head, I reply, “No, brother, I haven’t, I’m sorry.”
His lips tighten, but he says nothing else, and we walk in silence towards our various businesses that we all run.
One by one, they fall away until it’s just me left walking towards the veterinary clinic, where I know I’m going to spend a fruitless few hours trying to find a woman who doesn’t want to be found so that I can give my brother some peace.