Chapter 27
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
ZERO
Her surrender was everything I needed to hear at that moment. I pushed a finger inside her, biting the inside of my cheek to stop myself from groaning at the feel of her wet heat sucking me in. I was being reckless, I knew that, but I couldn’t resist her. She was too gorgeous for words.
Teasing her clit with my thumb while my finger worked her channel, I basked in her breathy gasps and quiet moans. If we weren’t in such a damn hurry, I’d drop to my knees and worship her properly. She deserved at least that much. Next time, I’d make sure to do things properly.
“Elias,” Simone murmured.
I loved my name on her lips. Didn’t even give a shit that she was using my real name that I hadn’t used since I left home. It felt a little like she was reclaiming it as hers, and I was more than happy to go with that plan. Whatever she wanted, it was hers.
Unwilling to risk getting caught and ruining the moment before I could get her off, I pulled my hand free and spun her around, moving her in front of the dryer so she could brace herself against it.
Wrestling with my belt, I was a little embarrassed by how long it took from me to pull my pants down.
In my defense, Simone had reached back to pull her jeans sloooowly over her hips, wiggling that perfect ass at me like a treat I wanted to sink my teeth into.
The lacy boyshorts she revealed showed off her assets in just the right way, and it was a miracle I got my pants open instead of just staring at her drooling.
“You’re fucking sexy, you know that?” I breathed, pausing long enough to snag a condom from my wallet before letting jeans and boxers hit the floor around my ankles. “I want to play teacher and naughty student at one point. I swear, you’re every teenage fantasy come true.”
Her shoulders shook as she bit back laughter, and when she looked over her shoulder, her eyes were dancing. “You’re talking about next time when we haven’t even finished this time. Focus, Elias.”
She was using that teacher tone on purpose, I just knew it.
And it fucking turned me on. Ripping open the condom with my teeth, I rolled it on, pressing closer so the head of my dick pushed against her entrance, only blocked by those sexy ass panties.
She moaned quietly, pushing her hips back, and I had to bite my fist to stop myself from busting right then and there.
She just had to be the kind of woman who made demands in bed.
I was one lucky motherfucker somehow getting her attention.
Sliding her panties off, I ran my hands over her ass and up her back under her shirt, flicking open her bra with practiced movements.
I knew we couldn’t risk taking our clothes fully off right now, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t going to touch.
Sliding my hands inside her bra, I cupped and squeezed her breasts while rocking against her, my cock gliding through her slick folds until the head caught on her entrance.
We both groaned as I pushed forward, slipping inside her inch by glorious inch.
I was in heaven. That was the only explanation for how I ended up here.
Sliding into the woman I’d been fantasizing about for weeks, her tight heat wrapped around me and her quiet moans music to my ears.
The only way this could get better would be if the house was empty so she could be as loud as she wanted.
Pulling back a few inches, I pushed forward again, sheathing the last few inches of my dick. I stopped after that, breathing heavily, trying to get myself under control enough to make this good for her. I refused to ruin the moment by coming too soon.
Once I started moving, I couldn’t stop. I rocked my hips, slow at first, testing the waters, before picking up speed.
The noise of the dryer drowned out the sound of our skin slapping together, but I knew better than to think it’d drown out all the noise.
I bit down on my fist, muffling my groans as I fucked into her.
It didn’t help that she shifted forward enough to lay her upper half on the dryer so she could have a hand over her own mouth, stifling her noises until only soft moans escaped her.
“You’re so fucking sexy. I’m never going to get enough of you. You feel so good on my cock. So fucking wet.”
I was getting perilously close when I reached around to rub her clit again.
When she clenched around me, my eyes actually crossed and there was no going back after that.
I muffled my shout against her shoulder, spilling into the condom while she moaned and her walls fluttered around me.
Thank fuck I managed to hold out long enough to get her there because I nearly didn’t make it. She felt that good.
We were both breathing like we’d run a marathon and it took work for me not to rest my weight against her back as I caught my breath.
I didn’t want to hurt her just because the sex was so good, my knees were weak.
Careful to hold the condom in place, I slipped out of her, staggering back to lean against the wall instead.
“That was…”
“Amazing,” I finished. “Like I’m pissed we can’t rest, refuel, and go again right away amazing.”
Huffing a laugh, she finally pushed herself upright and turning to look at me, her lips a little swollen either from me kissing her or her biting them to stay quiet while we fucked.
I reached for her, wanting to steal another kiss, but she put a finger up, giving me a stern look that made my cock try to rally despite my explosive finish.
“Dressed first. We’ve been in here too long.”
She had a point. Pulling off the condom, I tied it off and tossed it into the little trashcan by the washer. I was pulling up my jeans when she somehow managed to redo her bra without even looking. My eyebrows went up, impressed.
“You don’t even have to see what you’re doing?”
She frowned, confused for a moment before realizing what I was asking. Rolling her eyes, she readjusted her clothes so she looked as flawless as when I’d dragged her in here. “When you wear them as long as I have, you don’t need to see what you’re doing.”
Closing the distance between us, I wrapped my arms around her, stealing a quick kiss. When I pulled away, she sighed, something like disappointment in her eyes when she murmured, “I should go. It’s getting late and I have to drive.”
Brows furrowing, I asked, “Do you have to drive far? I can give you a ride…”
Jasper was capable of watching Isla for a few minutes while I drove Simone home. I didn’t want her driving around after dark, especially knowing Battle’s crew was skulking around.
“I’ll be fine,” she promised, pressing another chaste kiss to my lips. “My garage is attached, so I don’t have to walk outside much, and it’s not too far. Maybe ten minutes.”
Well, that wasn’t too bad. I liked the attached garage thing. She could go straight into the house without going outside. I walked her out to her car, leaning against the frame as she slipped inside. “Call me when you get there. Let me know you got home safely.”
Her smile was indulgent and she fisted the front of my shirt, dragging me down for another kiss before pushing me away. “I’ll let you know I’m home, I promise. Now go inside. And don’t put the dishes in the oven. I’ll know if you do.”
Laughing, I pushed off her car and stepped back, waving as she reversed out of my driveway and drove off. Maybe soon I could go visit her place. Find a little more privacy. Because after tonight, I knew once wasn’t going to be enough. Simone was quickly becoming an addiction I didn't want to kick.
I woke up when my door flew open. Jumping up, I looked around in confusion, finding Jasper in my doorway holding a crying Isla.
“She threw up!”
“Fuck,” I muttered, rolling out of bed. My foot got caught on the blanket and I tripped a few times trying to get free, hopping to the foot of the bed and putting my hands out for the baby. Jasper handed her over, looking frantic as he studied his baby sister.
“She never throws up,” he continued anxiously. “Even when she was a newborn, she didn’t spit up much. Mama said she had a steel stomach. What’s wrong with her?”
“Alright, alright, hold on,” I murmured, putting a hand against Isla’s forehead.
She was burning up, which wasn’t good. And I didn’t know shit about sick babies.
I jerked my head toward my nightstand, telling Jasper, “Open my phone. There’s a contact in there labeled ‘little sister’.
I want you to call that number. Mel’s a nurse, she works with kids all the time. She can tell us what to do.”
He raced to do as I asked, tripping over my blankets, while I gave my attention to Isla. She was sweaty and screaming, and she kept pulling at her ears. I tried to stop her, but she just screamed louder when I did, and no amount of shushing or bouncing soothed her.
Jasper shoved my phone under my nose just as Mel’s voice spoke over the speaker. “Zero? Tell me what’s going on.”
“I don’t know. She’s hot, sweaty, and Jasper said she threw up. She won’t calm down either.”
“Did you take her temperature?”
Shit. Did I even own a thermometer? Of all the shit I bought to get the house ready for kids, medicine wasn’t one of them. Nor was a thermometer.
“I don’t have anything to do that. Can we bring her to you?”
Mel’s laugh was reassuring. She wouldn’t be laughing if it was serious, right?
“Considering I’m at home right now, that wouldn’t be as helpful as you’d think.
Tell you what; bring her to the ER. I’ll meet you there and we’ll figure out what’s going on.
And Zero? Drive safely. I promise, whatever is happening with Isla, it isn’t going to be fixed faster if you speed.
Drive the speed limit, bring her straight to the ER, and I’ll let them know you’re coming. See you in a minute.”
“Okay,” I breathed. “See you.”
Jasper was already moving when Mel hung up, running down the stairs and shoving shoes on his feet. I had to catch him with a hand on his shoulder to stop him from running out the door without us.
“Hold on. I need you to take Isla so I can get some shoes on. Take a deep breath, man. You heard Mel. She’ll be okay.”
“Hurry up!” he shouted, then winced as Isla shoved at him, her wailing meeting ear splitting volume.
I pulled on my boots, snagging the diaper bag and my wallet and keys before hustling them both out the door.
I could see it in his eyes that Jasper was going to panic if I didn’t move my ass.
His hands shook as he buckled Isla in, and he actually let me check the straps because he was too worked up to do it himself.
Sliding behind the wheel, I pulled out my phone and typed out one quick message before starting the car.
Dealing with a sick baby was going to be hard enough.
I needed back up. And if there was anyone Jasper trusted, it was Simone.
Hopefully she wouldn’t be too pissed at me for waking her in the middle of the night.