Chapter 20 #2
“That’s all I can say then. For now.” He turned and hailed his family. “Let’s go. You two need to pull a brilliant defense out of your asses tomorrow morning.” He hugged Dani and said something to her before kissing the top of her head and then gently nudging her in my direction.
She came to me and I tucked her under my arm. I tried to ignore the fact that she fit against me like a puzzle piece locking into place. It didn’t seem to matter that she’d only been here with me for such a short time. She belonged. Dani waved to her family as they drove off.
“Do you have a suit?”
Frowning, I looked down at her. “Yeah, believe it or not.”
“Good. The judge may want to pull you four in to speak with you. If not, you’ll just be waiting out in the hallway, but it’s best to be prepared.” She hesitated, then sighed. “Sorry about my dad. He’s a little over-protective.”
“Can’t blame him for that. I’m the same way with Kit.” Turning her toward the clubhouse, I led her upstairs. Once we were back in the apartment, I left her and pulled my one suit out of the closet. Smoothing down the jacket, I stepped out into the living room.
Dani’s eyes widened and her mouth dropped open. “Wow. You look great.”
“It may be my only suit,” I told her with a wry grin, “doesn’t mean it has to be fucking ugly.”
“Well, it certainly isn’t. You look great.
” She grinned up at me as she approached.
“You kind of look dashing. Like, the bad guy in the story, only he’s the sexiest one in the movie,” she admitted.
“You’ll give Static a run for his money.
” She said the last because I was staring down at her as lust and something else I wasn’t willing to examine were crashing into me.
I chuckled low and dark. It stroked my ego that she liked the way I looked.
“Don’t let him hear you say that or he’ll pout.
” Her hands were on my chest and I stepped closer, erasing any distance between us.
It was as though I was on autopilot. My thumb rubbed over her bottom lip and the vision of her on her knees in front of me had my dick hardening in a rush.
It’d been such a short amount of time since I’d found out she was pregnant, and she’d spent the majority of it throwing up her guts, that I hadn’t tried anything before now.
Her eyes were bright and clear. Pregnancy symptoms weren’t plaguing her now, and I was wound tight thinking about tomorrow’s court appearance, Eli, and how to keep my family safe against something I’d inadvertently set in motion.
It didn’t matter that Fremont was going to use any mistake to start this shit.
It’d been my actions that had allowed him to begin.
“Smoke…” she was fisting my jacket in her hands. “I’m not sure...”
Searching her gaze, I saw the worry there. She didn’t want to sleep with me only to have me walk away. I hadn’t made her any promises, so I knew that was my fault. I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. She deserved so much more than me.
I didn’t ask for permission. Didn’t let the guilt for putting that look in her eyes grate at me. I just pulled her into my arms and kissed her. It was the first kiss I’d given her since the night we’d slept together and my desire for her lit up my system like the night sky on July Fourth.
Groaning, I tightened my hold on her, wrapping her up and crushing her against my body. Her lips were soft, welcoming, and she opened them without any prompting, inviting me in. Our tongues tangled and it was all I could do to hold onto my control.
She made a soft little sound and shocked me by sucking on my tongue.
Releasing her, I tunneled my hands into her long, silky hair and clenched, holding her head exactly where I wanted it as I plundered her mouth.
She was holding onto my biceps, as caught up in this as I was, but I wanted to wring every ounce of pleasure from her I could.
I walked her backward until she was pressed against the wall. My body covered hers from the front and I wedged my thigh between hers. I was drinking in the noises she was making, the soft gasps, the low moans, and I wanted more. Needed more.
One hand was on her throat now, lightly holding her to the wall, as if my body pressing against hers wasn’t already doing that. Those beautiful blue eyes opened and I broke off the kiss, watching her as I cupped one of her breasts through her shirt.
Her eyes clouded with desire and I gave her a wicked grin as I shifted my thigh higher. Her mouth dropped open into a little ‘o’ of pleasure.
Leaning down, I dropped a quick kiss on her lips, then nipped along her jaw until I got to her ear.
“It’s killing me not to strip you naked here and now.
I want to fuck you until you scream.” I felt rather than heard the little inhaled breath, that’s how close our bodies were pressed together.
Sucking the lobe of her ear into my mouth, I ground my thigh up against her.
She was rocking against me, as much as she was able, being caught between me and the wall. Her breaths were coming out in sexy little pants as I played with her body. She didn’t know that I’d been masturbating like a degenerate, thinking about her, every night since she’d been here.
My fingers brushed the soft skin of her belly as I worked my hand under her shirt and bra. She sighed in bliss as I pinched her nipple. My teeth scraped down her neck lightly and I sucked away the sting.
I wanted to give her the time and space to get to know me.
Having her ex refusing to cooperate, and now her family breathing down her neck, along with the added stresses of pregnancy couldn’t be easy for her and I’d been trying to be a good guy.
The problem was I wasn’t a good guy and I was so attracted to her—especially knowing she was carrying my baby—it was hard not to slip into bed with her each night.
My dick was so hard most days, I swore it made my teeth ache.
I still wasn’t going to take the choice of sleeping with me again out of her hands.
I wasn’t that much of a bad guy, but that didn’t mean we both couldn’t blow off a little steam together.