CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Two days later
– JAXIE –
“Why can’t they talk right freaking here?” Elodie grumbles and turns to me. “Does Seamus tell you everything? Murray is an ass. I have to pull words from him and feel honored when I get a whole sentence.”
I turn to Elodie and sign, “He will answer questions if I ask. Honestly? I don’t want to know more details than I already do.
Everything is too hard to deal with and doesn’t change the fact that my father is dead.
Even if there’s no hard evidence, all arrows point to Burk and Nolan. It’s all the information I need.”
Elodie nods in understanding. We fall silent and keep staring at Seamus and Murray. These past few days have been filled with the two of them doing research for hours on the laptop and talking things through. Elodie and Murray come by each morning and leave in the afternoon.
At first Elodie didn’t like the suggestion of splitting up, but I insisted on keeping her out of danger. Hell, they think her horse was killed because of me. To create a distraction so I would go to her, allowing them to search the cabin.
It’s also why I’m glad Seamus told Murray to take Sloth and Gollum.
If Nolan or Burk do decide to show up, at least my horses will be safe.
Murray owns a horse that’s currently at a ranch because he was away on an assignment.
His stable is now free to take both my horses, and Elodie can definitely use the distraction.
I feel extremely guilty about her horse’s murder.
“He’s answering your questions because you’re getting laid,” Elodie states.
My head swings her way. My lips part and close, mimicking a goldfish. I have no clue how to reply, and if I could? What’s there to say? We dry humped once, he verbally claims I’m his girl, and then two days of not so much as a kiss, let alone have freaking sex.
“Come on, we’re leaving.” Murray is suddenly in front of us, snapping his fingers in front of Elodie to indicate he’s talking to her before stalking to the door.
Elodie gets to her feet and turns to me. “See what I have to deal with? A Neanderthal. He might look sexy, but I’d rather kick him in the balls instead of suck on them. Ugh. I can’t imagine having sex with the man. I bet the idiot would snap his fingers while fucking, ordering me to orgasm.”
“I might, and you will come all over my cock if I order you to,” Murray rumbles from behind her.
Elodie gives a tiny scream, and when she’s over the shock of getting caught, she snaps at me, “This is all your fault,” before whirling around and stomping out of the cabin.
A smug looking Murray follows her out the door.
“What was that about?” Seamus asks as he closes up the cabin.
Biting my bottom lip, I decide to go with, “I d-don’t think Elodie l-likes Murray all t-that much.”
Seamus raises one of his eyebrows. “So, he wasn’t talking about making her come on his cock? I’d say he likes her perfectly fine.”
I can feel my cheeks heat. Did he really just say that? His low chuckle ignites goosebumps to spread all over my skin.
He releases a sigh and steps closer to cup the side of my head with his calloused hand.
“Letting my guard down is something neither of us can afford. It’s why I’ve been trying to fight the attraction since the day I met you.
On the other hand, living in the moment might be what we both need to keep our focus. ”
Staring in his eyes, filled with desire and definitely mirroring my own lust, it’s something I wholeheartedly agree with.
Placing my hands on his chest, I sneak them up until I wrap my arms around his neck to pull him down.
I need my lips against his, my body plastered against his hard muscles, to feel alive.
A reminder not everything has to fall apart in life.
He comes willingly. Our mouths merge, tongues swirl, and I groan in delight. This is what I need instead of the worries occupying my mind. I might have made it seem to Elodie that I’m leaving everything to Seamus, and don’t want to know all the details. It still doesn’t mean it leaves me cold.
On the contrary, it makes me feel powerless. Unable to make sense of everything, even if I’m well aware of people’s insanity. My incident when I was nineteen proves people can snap or have a twisted mind, doing unthinkable things, ruining other people’s lives in the blink of an eye along with it.
It’s why I greedily take what Seamus is offering. Kissing this man lights my body on fire. His hands on me awakens my pussy, making my clit pulse, wanting the attention only this man can give me. Only this time I don’t want to ride his thigh; I want his cock.
I let one of my hands travel down to his belt. It’s harder than I thought to fumble between our bodies, and a huff of frustration tumbles from me.
Seamus places his forehead against mine and murmurs, “Someone is anxious to come on my cock instead of my thigh, eh? Nothing I want more than to feel that tight pussy, Jaxie. Though, you still have to be patient ’cause I want a taste of what my cock will be getting after I’ve had my fill.”
There’s a blissful buzz inside my head created by his words. It’s almost as if I’m moving on autopilot as he pushes me onto the couch. He strips away my pants along with my panties. I’m holding my arms up while he pulls on the fabric of my shirt. Reaching back, I quickly discard my bra.
The words why he’s not stripping leave my thoughts when he spreads my legs and places his head an inch away from my pussy.
The air seizes inside my lungs. No man has done what Seamus is about to do.
I swallow hard and can only tip my head back and groan loud when he flattens his tongue and licks me from ass to clit.
Holy hell, the feeling is magnificent. Especially when he flicks my bundle of nerves and starts to tease with his clit, alternating with sucking and...oh, fuck. I’m not going to last long if he keeps this up.
I reach down and let my hand slide over his short hair. My hips push off the couch, seeking more friction his mouth is giving me. My breath comes out in hushed pants, my heart is slamming against my chest, and my veins are tainted with a rush of pleasure.
It’s as if this man is recharging my body with the kind of energy that’s about to combust. This time it feels more intense than getting myself off on his thigh.
I gasp and groan when he suddenly shoves a finger inside me.
A moan tumbles over my lips when he slides out and fills me again with two digits.
The man knows exactly what he’s doing when he finds a place inside me, firing off tingles of pleasure to throw me over the edge.
“Ssssseeamussss,” I groan and buck my hips against his face.
Bliss. Sweet ecstasy where nothing else matters except for the way I feel in this moment. Only me and Seamus are linked through bliss and he keeps licking, sucking, and worshipping my pussy until I sag into the cushions of the couch.
I watch with hooded eyes as Seamus quickly strips away his clothes. Hard abs, thick muscles, everything I’ve felt but haven’t seen with my own eyes yet. The man truly is pure strength. To me the scars on his leg show how strong he really is.
Reaching for him, I sneak an arm around his neck and pull him close. His lips meet mine, tongue entering my mouth. I can taste myself, and it’s a whole new experience yet again. My breath catches when I feel the tip of his cock prod against my entrance.
He groans, the vibrations make my lips tingle, and it’s a welcome distraction from the burn between my legs when he starts to enter me in short thrusts. How big is this man? I was distracted by his muscles while I should have gotten an eyeful of his cock.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he grits through clenched teeth.
“Or y-you’re big,” I moan and shift my hips, allowing him to slide in a few more inches.
His chuckle sparks mine, and it allows my muscles to relax. Soon enough he’s sliding out, and thrusting back in, filling me completely. I dig my nails into his back, keeping him close and urging him on.
My eyes close when he brings his mouth to my neck, nipping the skin and sucking. It’s exactly what I need to combine pleasure. He gives me some of his weight, surrounding me completely. I feel safe in his arms, consumed with the pleasure he gives me.
My orgasm catches me by surprise, and I moan his name again. I keep my eyes shut as I hang on to every spark that sets my body on fire. He thrusts inside me once, twice, three times before rooting deep. I feel his cock thicken, pulse, and then warmth flooding inside me.
Another thing I never experienced, and it slightly pulls me from my bliss, realizing we didn’t use a condom.