Chapter 14
Chapter Fourteen
“You didn’t really need to walk me into a restroom,” Aurora says.
“Actually I did,” I tell her as I push open the stall with the disabled logo on the front. “This one.” I wait for her to step inside before I shut and lock the door.
“Is this like a new kink or something? You want to watch me pee?” Aurora turns around, her face flushed.
“Everything to do with you is a kink of mine, princess,” I say. “But that’s not why I followed you in here.” I take a step towards her and she takes a step back. There is nowhere for her to go, though.
“Why then?” she asks.
“Because I’ve been hard ever since you fucked yourself on my fingers.” As soon as I reach her, I spin her around and press her front up against the basin.
“You should probably do something about that. Sounds painful.” Aurora pops out her ass, rubbing it against my cock.
“Oh, I plan to,” I tell her, flipping her skirt up and revealing the full, fleshy globes. “Fuck, I love this ass.” I groan as I fill each hand with a cheek. “Are you wet for me, Aurora?” I drag a fingertip over the center of her wet slit.
“Always.” She sighs when I circle that same finger over her clit.
“Good girl.” I lean in and kiss the back of her shoulder. “I fucking love you.”
“I love you, but you should really get to fucking me, Connor. Before Patty sends a search party after you,” she urges, pushing her ass against me harder. She wants this just as much as I do.
As soon as my cock is free, I line the tip up with her entrance. Placing one hand on the center of her back, I push her forward until I’m bending her body over the sink.
“This is going to be quick,” I warn her, because as much as I want to take my time, she’s right. Patty will come looking for us.
“Connor, fuck me already,” she says.
And fuck her, I do. Rough, hard, fast. It’s only minutes before I’m pulling out and coming all over her ass. I grab some paper towels and wet them before cleaning my cum off her skin and readjusting her skirt.
“Such a gentleman.” She laughs. “But I really do need to pee now.”
“So pee.” I lift a shoulder.
“Not with you watching.” She screws up her face. “Some things should remain a mystery, Connor.”
“When it comes to you, nothing should remain a mystery to me. I want to know everything,” I tell her. “Just pee, Aurora. I’ve literally eaten out your ass and you’re worried about me seeing you sit on a toilet?”
“Turn around.” She raises a finger and rotates it in the air.
“Fine.” I spin on a shoe and wait.
“And turn on the faucet,” she says.
I reach over, tap on the water, and then I hear her pee. I laugh because this is fucking stupid. She’s just peeing. It’s really not a big deal.
As soon as I hear the toilet flush, I walk over, pull out my dick, and use the toilet myself, not caring if Aurora is watching or not.
“Connor!” she squeals. “I do not need to see that.”
“You’ve seen my dick plenty of times.” I laugh at her disgusted face.
“It’s different.”
“Aurora, when we first met, I went down on you.” I flush the toilet and put my dick away. Then I walk over to the sink and squirt some soap into my hands. “So I could taste your virgin blood. You think peeing is going to what? Be a turnoff?”
“No. It’s just… I don’t know. It seems like something that you shouldn’t see,” she says.
“You ready?” I unlock the door and hold out my hand to her. As we exit, an older lady gives us a very disapproving look.
“I had to help my wife. She’s got her period,” I explain as we pass, and Aurora slaps my chest.
“Oh my god, Connor! Stop!” She laughs. “That poor woman.”
“I would, you know,” I tell her.
“You would what?”
“Help you. If you had your period and needed help changing a tampon or something, I’d do it. I wouldn’t care.”
“That’s disgusting, and I’m never going to need you to help me with that. And if I do, just shoot me,” she groans.
Patty gives me a look when I jump back into the car. He knows exactly what we were up to. He doesn’t say anything, though, and instead he hands Aurora a paper bag. “It’s probably cold by now.”
“Worth it.” She laughs again.
“I don’t even want to know.” Patty shakes his head.
“I wasn’t going to tell,” Aurora replies.
We’re going to my father’s estate. Patty has made sure there is no sign of my mother. Where she’s scurried off to, I have no fucking idea. But I’ll find her. It’s only a matter of time before she makes a move.
When we pull up to the gates, the guards open them and wave at me. I wave back and look to Patty. “You’ve vetted them all, right?” I ask him.
“Every single one.” He nods. “Also, that thing you requested is in the office.”
“Thanks.” That thing I requested is a gift for Aurora. She’s going to lose her mind when she sees it.
“Is that thing a stripper or a hooker? Because there’s plenty of room to bury a body out here,” Aurora says from the back seat.
“Why the fuck would I want either of those when I have you?” I ask her.
“No idea. Just making sure.” She chuckles to herself and opens the car door.
“I’ll catch up with you,” I tell my best friend and take my wife’s hand in mine, leading her inside.
There are a lot of guards standing around, all watching us, but no one says a word and they don’t stare for too long.
“Are you sure it’s a good idea to be here?” Aurora side-eyes me.
“This is the safest place for us to be,” I assure her.
“Unless you’re chained up in the basement,” she says under her breath, and I stop in my tracks. I didn’t consider that coming back here could be hard for her.
Fucking hell, I’m an asshole.
“We can go somewhere else.”
“No, I’m fine.” Aurora shakes her head. “How about you give me a tour, minus the basement?”
“I want to show you something first.” I guide her into my father’s office—my office now.
“What is it?” Aurora asks when I hand her the box that’s sitting in the middle of the desk.
“A gift, for you. Open it.”
“You got me a gift?” Her smile is so fucking huge. I’m going to have to gift her daily just to see this same look on her face.
“I did.” I nod and lean back against the edge of the desk.
She opens the box and gasps. “Holy shit, Connor!”
“I wanted you to have your own.”
“It’s gorgeous.” She picks up the pistol and feels the weight of it in her hands. The box drops to the ground.
I bought her a gold-plated, diamond-encrusted forty-five. Something beautiful and dangerous, just like her. “You like it?”
“It’s so pretty, almost too pretty to use on someone,” she says. “But don’t worry. I will if I have to.”
“I have no doubt, princess.” I smile. I love that she’s a fighter. I’ve always loved that about her.
“How are you feeling? Because I have a list of Dublin doctors to interview,” she says.
“Babe, we do not need to interview doctors. I’ll just have Dr. Morgan send my results, and then we will see what we have to do. I’m fine.” I’m not, but I’ll never admit that to my wife.
“How much do we trust the people in this house?” Aurora asks.
“About as much as you should trust the English,” I grumble. When a look of confusion crosses her face, I clarify. “Not at all.”
“Okay, good to know. What’s the plan for those documents?”
“I’ve found a few potential addresses. As soon as I handle whatever this deal with the Albanians is, I will follow up with them.”
I need to invite my cousin Aisling over to hang out with Aurora. I don’t like my wife being alone, and I can’t have her next to me 24/7 if I’m going to deal with this fucking virus bullshit. Which is my main priority right now. Anything out in the world that could harm her has to be eliminated.