Chapter Thirty-Nine
Hayes
“Your cock feels so good,” she whimpers, rising to the tip and dropping back down repeatedly until she’s out of breath.
I’ve never wanted to prolong anything more than this, but I don’t stand a chance. She’s going to work me dry.
I hold her hips steady, thrusting into her from below to give her a chance to breathe, but to give me a break from the fucking magic spell she has me under.
Her tits bounce as I pound into her, and she rakes her hands through her hair, taking every thrust.
“Touch your clit, baby. I want you cum, again,” I beg. She sticks two fingers in her mouth to her bottom knuckles, sucking them out slowly without tearing her eyes off mine. Fuck me.
My stomach clenches as my release builds, and she’s so fucking hot, I’m not going to be able to stop it.
Her fingers work her clit, and she throws her head to the side as she chases her second orgasm. My fingers are probably bruising her hips as I bounce her, but I know she doesn’t mind.
She likes the pain.
“Olive,” I breathe her name in warning, nearing the edge of no return.
“So close,” she utters, jerking as she nears hers, too.
I want to feel her everywhere, but even as our chests meet, I can’t get close enough. Her hips gyrate against me, and she gasps at the same time. I feel her walls choke down on my cock, and that’s all it takes for her orgasm to milk mine right out of me.
She moans as she accepts my cum, rocking lazily against me until I’m depleted. My cock twitches inside of her as our breaths return to normal.
“I was hoping to last a little longer.” I have to clear the frog from my throat. “But I didn’t know you were going to fuck me like that.”
She throws her head back and laughs, making me smile as her core clenches around me again.
“You know that I like to be good at everything.” She kisses me softly, and I take her with me as I fall back onto the mattress.
“You’re perfect. So damn, perfect.” I kiss her head as she settles against my chest.
“No, you and me, together. That’s perfect,” she whispers, tipping her head to look at me.
“I still think I’m dreaming.”
Her teeth dig into my chest. “Nope. Very real.” She smiles, kissing the spot.
“Careful, Olive. I might have to get another tattoo.” Her eyes crinkle with a smile, and I make a note to make that idea come true.
“Can you tell me about your other tattoos?”
“Only if you come take a shower with me.”
She nods, and I slap her ass as she climbs off of me. I’m nowhere near done with her tonight.
The power is still out, but I have a couple of candles that I light and bring into the bathroom, somehow making everything more perfect. It’s like the outside world doesn’t even exist.
“What about this one?” She points to the snake on my arm.
“Snakes are deadly, but they’re protectors.” She nods, not asking for any clarification.
“This one?” She drags her finger over the dagger on the lateral part of my bicep.
“An act of sacrifice.” Her finger lingers there for a moment before she leans down to kiss my wet skin.
“The compass?”
“My moral compass.”
She smiles and traces it with her fingers. “Very deep.”
“I spent a lot of time wanting to kill myself. I needed something deep to believe in.” Her fingers still, and I cover them with my own. “I only attempted once when I was in prison, but it was a long road to stop hating myself.”
She doesn’t speak as she guides her hand over the scar above my wrist. The one hidden by the claw marks.
“Lochlan got to me in time. He slowed the bleeding down until the medical staff could save me. Then he kept saving me. Gave me a home once I got out of prison, and purpose. He saved my life in a lot of ways, but keeping me alive and out of trouble so I could find my way back to you is the highest on my list.”
“So I should thank him?” She looks at me sadly, filled with grief over the decisions I made.
“I mean, you can… But he’d probably just grunt in response.”
She grins as I wipe her rogue tears with my thumb.
“I guess I see what Jo sees in him then.”
That makes me laugh, and she leans into me as the shower streams down on us.
Her hand follows the path of water down my stomach, her fingers graze my thighs as she traces the tattoos there.
“First ones I did to myself,” I tell her, as her nails dig into my muscles.
“Doves?”
I nod, and she brings her hands back to my chest, looking at me, thoughtfully, waiting for an explanation.
“I did them in my cell once I figured out how to get a hold of tattoo equipment. They don’t look great. But each one is a little better than the last.”
I have two on one thigh and the best one on my other thigh.
“What other tattoos am I missing?”
“My back is empty. Saving it for a big piece.”
“Have any ideas?”
“Yes.” Her eyes narrow at my short response. “Another Liv tattoo.”
Her mouth pops open. “Like what? You already have so many.”
“Lady justice, with a blindfold covering a beautiful face that I’ve had memorized since I was 18 years old.” I trace her jaw with the backs of my fingers. “Clinging fabric draped down sexy long legs, and a spine of steel that I’ve had the pleasure of getting to know more recently.”
“Hmm, doesn’t ring any bells.” She squints her face teasingly until I push her against the cold shower wall.
“I could leave her naked, but I would kill any fucker that had to look at these long enough to tattoo them on me.” I suck her nipple into my mouth, swirling her silver bar with my tongue until she writhes in my arms.
“I bet the asshole who did these was hard as a rock.” I pinch her other nipple, and she cries out.
“He was very professional,” she says, and I squeeze her tits roughly in my hands. “But he did give me a discount.”
I spin her around, slapping her ass sharply. “Did his discount involve touching you anywhere unprofessionally?”
“No,” she moans when my fingers sweep over her pussy from behind.
“Good. Wouldn’t want to add anyone else to my list.”
“What list?” She gasps when my finger enters her.
“The list of men I can’t be in the same room with because if I see them looking at the parts of you they’ve touched… I’ll gouge their eyes out.”
Her pussy squeezes my fingers, and I reach around her waist with my other hand to reward her by playing with her clit. “You like that, don’t you? You want me to despise all the men who have had you before I could.”
“Yes,” she breathes against the tile.
“You like that I’m jealous.”
“Yes,” she cries, riding my fingers as I fuck her with them.
A growl escapes my chest, and I can’t get my fingers out of her fast enough to replace them with my cock, shoving inside her heat brutally and without warning.
Her hips push back to meet mine, completely unperturbed and taking me greedily because her pussy is ready for me.
I fuck into her forcefully, slamming my hips against her ass as I pin her to the shower wall. “Should I let you cum? Or should I make you beg for it all night long?”
“No, don’t make me beg. Not tonight. I want everything you can give me tonight,” she pleads, meeting me thrust for thrust.
“If I give you everything tonight, we won’t walk for a week,” I whisper in her ear as my hand cups the front of her throat
“Good.” I feel her throat work against my hand, and my balls tighten. I’m already close.
The fingers of my other hand slap her clit, making her cry out, and I do it again, circling the sensitive nub and then swatting it. Her nails scrape at the wall as she struggles for breath until her hips rocket back into mine as her orgasm demolishes her.
The rolling waves of her climax wrap around me so tightly that I cum before she’s completely released from hers, both of us gasping and groaning in tandem.
“Oh my fuck,” she breathes, leaning back into my chest.
“Yeah,” I agree, letting the blood return to my brain.
* * *
“Thea was my roommate since freshman year. She was so kind to me when I started college as a blubbering fool. She’d crawl into bed with me and make sure I didn’t feel alone anymore while I was crying myself to sleep.
We’d go to parties and bars. We were both inexperienced in life, but we got to be dumb college kids together. ”
After our shower, Liv rummaged through my empty kitchen to find some snacks, and we’ve been listening to the rain in bed for an hour, talking about anything and everything.
“Then she came back the summer after undergrad, and something had happened to her… She was hurt by someone, really badly, and it was my turn to hold her. We shared a full-size bed more than we ever stayed in separate rooms. She was falling apart, and she almost dropped out, but I refused to let her. I picked up her pieces just like she picked up mine. I knew how it felt to lose one best friend. I couldn’t do it again. ”
Hearing about Thea stirs anger in my gut, and I realize how much I’ve grown to care for Liv’s friend. I understand why Jesse feels so protective of both of them. They’re a packaged deal, and I’m grateful that they’ve had each other all these years.
“Is the person who hurt Thea…” I can’t finish my sentence because I’m not sure what answer I’m hoping for.
“It’s a long story. Jesse had a run-in with him once, but he’s moved across the country now. I’m pretty sure he and Nathan keep tabs on him to make sure he never comes back to this area.”
“Nathan seems like a protective brother.”
“He is. It simmers beneath the surface. He always kind of reminded me of you in that way… I’m surprised you guys don’t get along better.”
I like the guy just fine, but she starts again before I have a chance to defend myself.
“Once Thea started getting better, I convinced our local college bar to host a ladies-only night once a month so we could still dance. I threatened to sue them if they didn’t,” she snorts in amusement. “I hadn’t even taken the bar exam yet.”
“I guess I assumed she had an aversion to me. I didn’t realize she was afraid of men.”
“She’s getting better. Jesse helped her a lot. His presence alone makes her feel safe enough that she almost seems back to normal. She’d never go onto a packed dance floor with men lurking about, though if it weren’t for him.”
“Well, I’m grateful that she brought you to this area. Not sure where we would have crossed paths if you hadn’t come here to watch Kate grow up.” I kiss her temple, and she smiles.
“We all joke that Thea is like the sun. Everyone sort of revolves around her because she makes your life better, you know? I hated having a long-distance friendship, but our lives were just in two separate places… But then she had Kate, and I realized that Kate was the sun.”
“She is pretty cute.”
“If anything ever happened to Thea and Jesse, I’d take Kate. And, if you are choosing me, you choose her too. She’s the only person on this planet that I would drop you in a split second for.”
“Damn. I didn’t even have a chance to agree.” I rub my chest teasingly.
“Sorry, just had to put that out there.” She laughs, swatting my hand from my chest. The power surges suddenly, but the lights stay out. “Why did you buy this house?”
“What? You can’t see the appeal?”
“I see a lot of things peeling…” She giggles under her breath, and I squeeze her ass.
“After all the shit that went down here over the years, I knew Lochlan was worried about it.”
“So you bought it?”
“I also knew that if I wanted you in my future, I needed something to offer you. I haven’t had time to fix this place up yet, but I see potential.
It has five bedrooms, a study beside the living room…
The kitchen is pretty small, but I thought I could bust out a few walls and add an island. I don’t know, it has good bones.”
She searches my eyes, seeing the truth in them. She still doesn’t understand how committed I am to having her in my life, but I think she’s starting to. “You didn’t need the house. I only wanted you.”
I squeeze her fingers. “And, all I ever wanted was to give you everything. A home. Stability.”
“A swing set that doesn’t have rust?” She whispers against my chest.
“No graffiti either.” I kiss her head.
“I like my cottage.”
“I know.”
“But it only has one bedroom.”
“Kate will need a place to sleep when she’s old enough to have sleepovers with Aunt Liv.”
“Yeah, she will.” She smiles, and I tuck her closer, still in disbelief that I’m holding her at all.
“You can put your cold plunge tub on the back porch.”
She shakes her head, wrapping her arms around my waist. “I’m done being cold.”