I'll get what I want in the end.
And since then... nothing. He hung out with Bryce, playing golf, fly-fishing, raiding the family liquor cabinet and playing endless rounds of pool. He ignored the rest of us. As often as we could, I took Parker out for dinner to spare her having to share a table with Tyler.
It wasn't enough that he was ignoring us. Sitting beside Parker at the expansive Heartstone dining table, watching Tyler drink endless glasses of wine, droning on and on with Bryce, I could feel Parker's nerves fraying thin. Around Tyler, she kept her shell polished to a shine, never letting him see how much he was getting to her. On the surface she was serene, as cool as moonlight, impervious to his drunken comments and constant presence.
I saw beneath her shell, always had, and I could feel the strain. It was too much, being constantly on edge, waiting for the other shoe to drop. Tyler was ignoring us, but he was always there. Around. Sucking all the air from the room. If his plan was to slowly torture Parker, it was working, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
At least the clock was ticking on their divorce. As far as Angie knew, Tyler still didn't have an attorney. Even without one, he was expected to file the next motion. If he didn't, Angie could ask the judge to rule. Tyler was a raging asshole, but he wasn't stupid. He had a plan. I just couldn't figure it out. Ignore us to death?
Tyler left my mind the second Parker closed the cover of her tablet case and put it on the coffee table. "I'm done–"
I lifted her, laying flat out on the couch and pulling her on top of me, her sundress riding wonderfully up the backs of her thighs. I followed it, stroking my palms over her soft skin, spreading her legs so her knees ended up on either side of my hips. Exactly where I wanted her.
She sat up, reaching behind her to pull at her zipper, tugging it just low enough for her dress to slide down in the front. I didn't waste any time, baring her breasts, filling my hands. Her cheeks pink, eyes glittering down at me, Parker leaned in, her mouth on my neck, sucking, nibbling, working on that sensitive spot that made me crazy.
I skimmed my hands down her back, searching for the hem of her dress, pulling it up to reveal her panties. I had my hands underneath in a second, my fingers splayed over her soft, round ass, squeezing, kneading her flesh, dragging her against the erection trying to bust through my jeans. I wanted to be naked, but her mouth was doing amazing things to my neck, my jaw, working up to my lips. When Parker's on a mission, I'm the last person to get in her way.
Instead, I went on my own mission, my fingertips searching between her legs, grazing her clit with a featherlight touch, loving the way she moaned, the heat of her shuddering breath on my skin. With one hand, I dipped into her from behind, pushing two fingers into her damp heat, rolling my thumb on her clit from the front.
Her hips rocked, close to dislodging my fingers, her body moving on its own, out of her control. Abruptly, she shifted, making space for her own hands to dive to my belt, fumbling to get it open.
"Wait," I managed, "you're coming first."
"I want you inside me," she said, her teeth closing over my stubbled jaw, the heat of her tongue a brand on my skin.
I pushed a third finger into her pussy and turned my head to kiss her. She'd get my cock, but I wanted this first, to feel her pussy clamp down on my fingers as she came, pulsing and drawing me deeper, until I was a part of her.
Her mouth moved on mine in frantic pleasure, her breath hitching, hips rolling as I drove her higher, my thumb working her clit until she tore her mouth from mine and cried out, the delicious heat of her closing on my fingers in a painful possession.
When she'd caught her breath, I raised my head to promise, "Once you can get up, I'm going to take you to bed and eat that sweet pussy until you come again. And then I'm going to–"
I never got the rest of it out. I barely remembered what I was going to say when Parker slid off me, hitting the floor in an awkward thump, catching herself by grabbing my belt. She yanked, finally getting it open, and pulled at my jeans, wrapping her fingers around my cock the second she shoved my clothes out of the way.
"Move," she ordered, and I wasn't going to argue. Not with Parker on her knees in front of me, her lips swollen and parted, aimed at my cock.
I shifted, sitting up, splaying my knees, making room for her to get in close, close enough for her mouth to slide over the head of my cock, sucking hard. I saw stars. Fucking hell, she was good at that.
At first I thought the flicker of light was my brain shorting out from too much sensation. When the room went black and the house fell silent, I realized it was another power outage, but I didn't move. Neither did Parker. I'm not sure she noticed. I sure as hell wasn't going to say anything. Lately, the power going out wasn't anything new.
I wasn't going to last. Parker was fucking with all of my plans, and I couldn't have been happier about it. I cupped her face in my hands, the feel of her jaw moving, her tongue stroking, the hollow of her cheeks as she sucked all swirling into a whirl of exquisite sensation driving me closer and closer to to the edge.
"Parker, I'm going to–"
Parker planted her hand on my hip, pinning me in place, and took me deeper, sucking hard, her hand closing around the base of my cock in a tight grip, squeezing and twisting, sending me headlong into a fierce orgasm that had me reeling.
For a second I thought the high-pitched wail was inside my head, an after effect of coming so hard. A breath later, I realized it wasn't me.
"Is that the alarm?"
ChapterThirty-Three
NASH
Parker raised her head from my thigh, blinking up at me. When she registered the sound, she jumped to her feet. "I haven't heard it since we tested it. I forgot how loud it is."
Pushing her hair off her face, she crossed the room to her phone. Standing, I got my clothes in order and went in search of my own phone. Both of them chimed with a text.
Hold tight. Checking on the alarm. Don't leave your rooms.
