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I woke to the sound of snoring in my ear. Listening to his masculine music, a grin spread over my mouth. Cupping my hand to his cheek, I pressed my lips to his. Joshua let out a loud snort and jerked. I couldn’t help but giggle.
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you, but I couldn’t resist.”
He grinned. “Is that so? Well then, I guess you’ll understand if I can’t resist this then.”
Pulling me beneath him, he bestowed a tingling kiss. A low, satisfied moan rumbled deep in his chest as he sucked my tongue into his mouth, devouring me in demand. My body responded to his animalistic claim and rapidly growing erection pressed against my clit. I writhed beneath him, hungry for more.
“Make love to me, Joshua. Please.”
“My way?” he asked in a gravely tone.
“Any way you want,” I purred.
As if waving a red cape in front of a bull, Joshua stripped me bare in seconds flat. Tearing at his own clothing, he settled his hot, naked flesh over mine before ebbing his lips down my body. Kissing, licking, and nipping at my flesh, he worked his way to my aching pussy. Cupping his hands around my knees, he spread my legs before plunging his tongue inside me. I jolted at the wicked sensation, and Joshua gripped my thighs, holding me as I relaxed and rocked against his masterful mouth.
Consuming me in a frenzied fury, he filled me with his fingers, driving my wicked delight higher. Peaking like a spire, Joshua coaxed me to fracture hard beneath a rolling wave of bliss. As my tunnel contracted and quivered, he slid up my torso and drove inside me with a feral grunt.
Gazing into my eyes, he dragged his cock from within me, only to rock back in with a forceful thrust. Driving in and out of my sucking cunt, Joshua coaxed one orgasm after another, until I was soaked in sweat, boneless, and spent. When he rubbed his thumb over my clit, I shook my head.
“No more. I can’t take anymore,” I whimpered, satiated and drained.
A gratified smirk curled on his lip before that familiar tautness lined his features. Bucking against me in quick, feral thrusts, he chased his own pleasure with a muffled groan.
Dropping onto his elbows, he lay atop me panting like an Olympic sprinter. A tiny knock came from the other side of the door.
“Just a minute,” I called out.
Joshua hadn’t yet managed to catch his breath, but he groaned at the inopportune timing of our visitor.
Nick laughed from the other side of the portal. “You lucky fuck. Okay, well, dinner’s ready when you two can get your clothes back on and come down.”
“We’ll be there in a few.” I grinned, trying not to giggle.
Joshua slowly eased from inside me, then pulled me out of bed. “Shower then food.”
Sitting at the table with wet hair and a sated smile I couldn’t seem to wipe away, we ate and talked. Steering clear of the topic that had brought us together, I noticed Ian had closed the windows beneath thick hurricane shutters. The motive for our ‘vacation’ could be brushed under the rug, but such a visible reminder couldn’t be ignored.
Drake ambled down the stairs. Scrubbing a hand over his face, he blinked then squinted against the bright lights. “I couldn’t sleep with all the mouthwatering aromas filling my room.”
Grabbing a plate, he filled it and settled into the vacant chair at the end of the table. Spearing a chunk of potato with his fork, he raised his head and looked at me. “You hanging in there, Mellie?”
“Yes, Sir. I’m doing just fine.” Pausing, I gathered my words, praying they’d come out right. “I can’t thank you all enough for everything you’re doing for me. In essence, you’re putting your lives on the line for Joshua and me. This isn’t exactly where any of us want to be, or the circumstances we want to be in, but I’m grateful for what you’re all doing for me…for us.”
“Mellie, there’s nothing on this planet that would stop me from keeping you safe. Not just because you’re Sanna’s sister, but because fuck-knuckles like Kerr give us all a bad name,” Dylan announced with grim determination. “Let’s just hope James calls back with good news.”
“James has news?” I asked.
“Maybe,” Ian interjected with a hint of apprehension. “Chicago PD might have a lead on Gordon. We’re waiting to see if it pans out or not.”
“Why didn’t you tell me that when we came down to eat?” I challenged.
“Because we don’t know anything yet, Mellie,” Nick replied in a quiet, calm voice.
Sanna forced down the food in her mouth and set her fork down. The color drained from her face, and for a minute I thought she might pass out. Dylan snatched the glass of water from in front of her plate and pressed it to her lips as he leaned in close to her ear. I couldn’t hear what he said, but she nodded and took a sip.
“Try to calm down,” Joshua instructed. “No one is trying to keep things from you. If Ian has information, he’ll share it with all of us. You need to trust him. He knows what he’s doing.”
Trust. Such a simple word that to me meant taking a massive fucking risk.
