Page 76 of Craving Justice


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“I’d planned for ages getting back to Lincoln, sneaking him away from that old bitch.” He lowered himself into a dining chair and slowly turned his gaze on her. “I worried what she’d done to him while I was gone. The day I snuck back, I got so close. Nobody spotted me hiding. I saw Lincoln. He was so happy playing with a neighbor’s kid. I’d planned snatching him for months, and there he was, riding a new bike.”

Her throat clogged with emotion, making it hard to swallow.

She listened as Seth told her Lincoln’s explanation of his Gran’s twisted blackmail to keep him in line, and of Seth returning to his foster parents.

Her heart shattered for both boys. They had been so close to reuniting. How they would have survived was anyone’s guess, but still, there had been that chance.

“By the time I reached fourteen I’d been hospitalized four times. Each visit for something different. The last time was a broken wrist. I came out of x-ray. Saw some cops talking to my foster parents. I told the orderly I needed to take a piss, and the guy wheeled me away. I climbed out the toilet window.” He glanced at Harper, his voice hard, cold. “That was the night I took control of my life. If I fucked up, it was down to me, not a bunch of adults that didn’t give a damn. And God, did I fuck up. Barely getting away from a do-gooder who turned out to be a pimp. Going to save a woman crying only to have her and boyfriend take my last ten dollars.” He shook his head. “I learned fast you do what it takes to survive or get eaten alive.”

“Oh, Seth.” Hot tears scalded her cheeks. She wiped them away with the back of her hands.

He lifted out his arm. “Come here, Harper.”

She went to him and sat on his lap. The warmth and strength of his body calmed her, but she wanted to ease his pain, not the other way around.

He cupped her face. “I didn’t tell you this so that I could have your sympathy.” His thumb brushed over her cheek. “I shared my story so you’d understand I’m done with that part of my life. For Lincoln and me to have a chance, we need to start a new chapter, and that takes time and opportunity. But right now, I need my energies elsewhere. He knows where I stand. Promise me if he somehow contacts you, you’ll tell me, and I’ll deal.”

She sniffled. “But—”

“Sweetness.” He pressed his fingers over her lips. “No more. Not tonight.”

His blue eyes held no confusion, no wistfulness. Only determination.

In her heart, she didn’t want to give up on him and Lincoln finding that second chance. But she needed to be patient and hoped Lincoln was, too.

Seth wrapped his other hand in her hair, pulling her face closer to his. “As I walked home, the one good thing was knowing you’d be here.” He kissed her forehead and cheek before trailing a path down her neck.

Her insides melted at the confirmation he wanted her here, in his space. “I plan on being here a fair bit in the future.”

“I like the sound of that. The last couple of days I’ve been looking forward to seeing you. Been half hard the whole time just thinking about you.”

She leaned close, her breasts hitting his chest as their mouths collided. His kiss was at first gentle, as if testing how ready she was to change gears emotionally. Harper leaned harder against him, giving him the sign she wanted more.

Seth’s kiss grew more urgent, matching his hard grip on her hair. He moved his other hand to cup her bottom and squeezed firmly. Heat raced through her at the roughness of his touch.

Harper’s need shifted from wanting to give him comfort to seeking their mutual pleasure. Her arousal dampened her panties. Days she’d been without him. Now he was close, and her impatient longing bloomed to devastating urgency for the feel of him inside her, taking her.

He rose with her in his arms. His show of strength thrilled her, made her feel feminine as she looped her arms around his neck. With hurried strides, he carried her down a hallway and into a bedroom. Out of the corner of her eye, she glimpsed large windows showcasing the setting sun, but then she was on a bed and he was on top of her. Such a delicious, heavy weight. They clawed at each other’s clothing as their mouths dueled for possession.

Seth straddled her hips. “Arms up.” She complied a second before he tore her top over her head, quickly followed by her bra. Gripping his shirt, she dragged the material up as far as her reach allowed, and he did the rest. “Lift your hips.” She grinned and dug her heels into the bed. Her skirt and panties soon joined the rest of her clothing on the floor. The next moment, he was stripping off his jeans and reaching into the drawer of the nightstand.

“Let me.” She plucked the condom from his hand, ripped open the packet, and slid the thin covering over his cock. Trailing her knuckles along the underside of his length, she smiled at the way his hardness bobbed in readiness.

“Enough teasing.” Seth pushed her back on the bed. She landed on the far side. “Hands above your head. Lock them together.”

Her core clenched at his forceful tone. She’d missed this—his controlling attitude in the bedroom. She obeyed, not taking her gaze off him as he pushed her knees wide and settled between her legs.

The light from the window behind him framed his large body. Wide, muscled, and strong.

His fingers trailed over the top of her inner thigh. “Going to fuck you tonight, Harper. You ready for that?”

Yes. “As long as you get me home.”

He gently slapped the soft flesh of her pussy. She sucked in a breath. The sting ignited a fiery trail deep inside. He grazed his thumb on the sensitive skin just above her clit “Always look after you.”

She licked her lips as he swiped once more. So, so close. “I know.”

“I’m going to take you hard. You’re going to accept all of me,” Seth ordered. She jerked as he slid two fingers through her wetness and glided them over her clit with the merest touch. “You’ll take my cock in your pussy or your mouth, whatever I decide.”

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