21. “Ray of Light”
TWENTY-ONE
“RAY OF LIGHT”
(MADONNA)
I was almost there.
Oh so almost there .
I looked down between my legs, saw my thighs thrown over Javi’s wide shoulders, Javi’s dark head there, his mouth working me, but his eyes were aimed up my body at me.
Gah!
The look in his gorgeous eyes!
Oh.
So.
Almost there .
“Honey,” I moaned.
He sucked hard at my clit and then ran his teeth over it.
Yup.
I was there!
My back arched, I gasped and whimpered, then I gasped again because I was flying up, and I landed straddling Javi’s lap.
His big dick slid inside me, then, on his knees, using his hips and thighs to thrust up, arms around me powering me down, he fucked me.
Hard.
Still coming, I dazedly sought purchase, wrapping my arms and legs around him and digging my heels in.
“Want you to go again, Lolita,” Javi growled.
“Okay,” I breathed.
One of his hands went up into my hair, tugging it back. At the delicious pull at my scalp, the walls of my sex squeezed him, then I felt his mouth close around my nipple and draw deep.
Another whimper from me and I bounced with his thrusts.
He released my nipple, and with hand still in my hair, brought my mouth to his.
“Fuck me harder, Javi,” I begged.
He did, muttering, “My sweet little good girl, but when she’s full of my dick, she’s my slutty, hot piece of ass.”
FYI, Javi could get in the mood to talk dirty.
I frigging loved it .
“Yeah,” I agreed on a pant, bouncing and squeezing, squeezing and bouncing.
“Come,” he grunted.
I didn’t think I was back there yet, but the instant he told me to, I exploded, tightening all my limbs around him and crying out his name.
He rammed me down on him and groaned into my chest.
After a few lovely moments, he fell forward, and I let out an “ Oof! ” when he landed on me. But no matter how big he was, I adored taking his weight.
Then again, he never made me bear it for very long before he took some of it from me.
Like now.
Thus commenced our stroking, nuzzling and cuddling portion of the morning, which was almost (but not quite) as good as the sex.
Eventually, he lifted his head.
“Clean up and coffee,” he said.
I nodded.
As was Javi’s way, he carried me to the bathroom, and after he set me on the edge of the vanity, with kisses on my lips and neck, he cleaned between my legs.
When he was done, he rinsed and smoothed the cloth on the edge of his sink (it still troubled me a little how careful he was with everything he owned, but on the other hand, it was great to have a guy who cared about that kind of thing) and said, “Be back with coffee.”
I nodded again.
Even though I could do it on my own, he helped me hop off the counter then went to the bedroom.
I followed him, seeing him pull on a pair of loose shorts before he headed out.
I tugged on one of his tees and went back to the bathroom to do my morning gig.
Suffice it to say, I was developing another morning ritual, and I liked this one a whole lot better than my other one.
I was in bed with my brush, brushing my hair, when Javi came back with the coffee.
Another part of our morning ritual was him setting mine on my nightstand before he crawled over me to his side of the bed.
I always enjoyed the show.
And I loved that he didn’t bother to walk to his side of the bed, instead, he crawled over me so he could give me the show up close and personal.
All around, I was just falling in love with this guy.
Think that might freak me?
Oh no.
Because I knew he was doing the same with me.
Not a doubt in my mind.
Not that first one.
Now, do you think that’s crazy?
Remember…
Groom carrying his bride.
Enough said.
He stretched out his long legs and sipped while he went for his phone.
I put my brush away and sipped then went for mine.
“See you women figured out Clampitt’s bullshit,” Javi remarked.
I looked his way to see he was thumbing the screen on his phone.
“Sorry?”
He turned to me. “Liam texted. Said Luna, Shanti and Tex did another pass through of Clampitt’s apartment. Primary focus, bedroom. Just a note, the cops know you’ve been there too, the split seal was a dead giveaway, and you have Mace to thank for them not tagging you about it.”
I’d thank Mace later.
Now, I asked, “You know what he’s been up to?”
“That he’d fuck chicks and film it and make their life a living hell until they forked over whatever they could afford for him to delete the videos? Yeah.”
Oh my God!
We were right!
And Javi was sharing!
Also, evidence was pointing to the fact Trev was more of a jerk than we guessed, and we already thought he was a big fat jerk.
I turned more fully to him. “Did Kevin tell you that?”
He nodded, then took a sip of coffee.
“Did Trevor delete the footage?” I asked.
“As far as Johanssen knew. Yeah.”
“But he landed a big one,” I went on.
Javi shook his head. “Johanssen didn’t give us that. All he’s saying is that was the play, and he figured someone got ticked at Trev, maybe thought he didn’t delete, when he swore he did.”
“You don’t buy it.”
Javi held my gaze as he took another sip, but he didn’t say anything.
They didn’t buy it.
“Did Kevin do that kind of stuff?” I asked.
“Another no from him, and since we got his phone and laptop and had a good look through both, we’re inclined to believe him.”
At least Kevin wasn’t that level of A-hole.
And now we knew (or once I told all the girls that would be a we) who had Kevin’s phone and laptop.
“The two bad dudes Cap and Gabe got on Saturday?” I pushed.
“Sorry, baby,” he murmured. “As your prize for being my hot, slutty cheerleader and making her man come hard, you got confirmation you women are on the right track. But that’s all you get.”
I…
He…
What?!
“You-you confirmed that be-because I…we…because of what just happened?” I spluttered.
His beautiful face split into a huge grin. “No. I woulda done it anyway. But now that my good girl is back, I like reminding her how bad she can be. She gets all uptight. It’s cute.”
Ugh!
I rolled my eyes, and while taking a sip of my coffee, I grabbed my phone.
I then choked on my coffee when I saw I had two missed calls from Dad already that morning.
“What?” Javi asked sharply.
“Dad phoned,” I told him.
“He leave a voicemail?”
There wasn’t a notification for it, but I opened my phone and checked, just in case.
I shook my head.
“Where you at with that?” Javi asked.
This was an excellent question.
“I…well, I kinda would like to know what he has to say,” I told him.
“You ready for that right now?”
I bit my lip because I wasn’t sure.
“Babe,” he called.
I focused on him.
“Brody called me yesterday,” he said.
“Brody?” I asked.
“Our computer genius in Denver.”
I didn’t know why he was telling me this, so I nodded for him to go on.
“He gets alerts about certain things to do with cases, or just to keep the men covered.”
I still didn’t know why he was sharing this, but it was interesting.
“Okay.”
“He knows someone looked into my dad and brother.”
Oh no.
I decided not to say anything.
“That you and your girls?” he asked.
“Would you be mad if it was?” I asked in return.
“I’d be mad if you didn’t cop to it being you and your girls when I asked that direct,” he returned.
“It was us,” I said softly.
Javi didn’t seem angry, even though he still didn’t take his eyes from me as he took another sip of coffee.
Then he asked, “You wanna tell me why you’re lookin’ into that shit?”
“Mostly, I just wanted your father’s address so I could tell him to leave you alone,” I admitted.
Javi seemed surprised. “You think he’s gonna listen to you?”
“I think I intend to be very convincing.”
His face got soft, his eyes warmed, and he bent toward me.
“I know where I’m at with him, Lolita,” he said.
“I don’t gotta dig deep. And I’m not gonna change my mind.
He can call and he can show at my door, and he can do it for the next ten years, it’s not gonna get him anywhere.
Years ago, I threatened to expose what he did to us, and that’s what got my mom in the hospital where she stays.
He still pays for it. I think of it as his penance, but it doesn’t buy him my time or anything from me. ”
“Okay, sweetheart,” I whispered. “Though, I’ll point out it’s less penance and more what he owes you monetarily for not looking after you.
He should have been providing for you all your life.
He didn’t. I would suspect he owes thousands in back child support.
And since that was how you’d use the money if you had it, taking care of your mom, it’s you who’s taking care of her financially. He’s just footing the bill.”
It took a moment before Javi responded gruffly, “I like looking at it that way better.”
“Good,” I said, and instead of jumping out of bed and doing something totally cheerleader, like a jump split, in order to celebrate the fact I’d helped him see that as it should be, I sipped my coffee.
Javi returned to the topic at hand.
“He’s got a son who’s a privileged piece of shit.
That guy started making the news, my father started making his approach to me.
Doesn’t take a genius to put that together.
I’m not gonna fall in with his plans to have a boy he can be proud of.
Maybe he fucked it in raising his kids. That’s not on me either. ”
“No, it isn’t.”
“You might think I’m bein’ harsh. He’s the only dad I’m gonna have. But you didn’t live my life, baby.”
Although I’d given him no indication I felt that way, clearly, he needed to explain himself just in case.
Therefore, I shook my head vehemently. “I don’t think you’re being harsh. It’s your decision, honey. No one can make it but you. No one can judge it either.”
He reached out and trailed a finger along my jaw, murmuring, “Gratitude.”
“You don’t need to offer that. This isn’t about me. I’m just here to listen if you need me.”
He nodded and shifted back, saying, “Obviously, my brother isn’t worth dick. My sisters,”—he blew out a sigh—“that’s harder.”
It took a lot, but I didn’t say anything.