Page 93 of Beautiful, Violent


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“Bathroom. You want anything?”

“Yeah, you.” His hand moves to the back of my head and he forces me to kiss him, morning breath be damned.

The next thing I know I’m rolling on top of him and he’s ready to go. I reach behind me, grip his length, and start to slide him inside of me.

“Wait,” he breathes, his voice raspy, heavy. “Let me get a thing.”

“Just a second,” I whisper, pushing him inside of me and thrusting my hips.

His eyes roll into his head and he cups my ass. “You demonic succubus.”

“Would you have me any other way?” I push up on his chest, raking my eyes over his gorgeousness.

“Fuck no,” he grits out, picking up the pace as he cups my breasts.

That was the plan anyway. To just let him enter me a few times, to just feel him without the condom. But the both of us take it a little further. I’m grinding hard, legs shaking and sore as hell from last night. But it doesn’t prevent me from coming fast, heart pounding and breath ragged.

After I slow, Ben flips me on my back and thrusts a few times, hard and deep. And then he’s letting out a tired growl, pulling out just in time to let his spend make friends with my lower belly. His body flops on mine and we kiss for a few. My head throbs a few times but I’m still in a land of bliss.

He stops kissing me long enough to look at the clock on the bedside. “Shit. I have to be at the job site in an hour. You wanna shower first and I’ll make some coffee?”

I scrunch my face. “I should get home and take care of Ritz. He’s probably whipped his tail raw by now.”

He rolls off me, kicking the covers aside before flicking on the lamp. “I figured you’d need to take off. You have to go to the office today?”

“No. Most of my work is remote. I do need to check in with one of our clients this week in Prescott. Might do that today.” I pull my shirt back on and slide my feet into the jeans I wore. In the bathroom, I hear Ben start the shower.

He comes back out as I’m sliding on my tennis shoes, cupping my face and kissing me again. “Hope you had fun last night.”

“I did.” I touch his chin, rub the little scar there. “There was something I wanted to talk to you about, though. Regarding King.”

“Beyond what we discussed last night?”

Ben had wanted to know about my kills and I’d briefed him on Snowden. He’d stared at me, stone-faced, like it didn’t even faze him. But after all that and giving him my history and need to seek revenge on all these predators we’d fallen asleep, too tired to talk about the main thing I’d wanted to ask.

“I just wanted to know what kinds of leads you’ve come across in your hunt for King. I was hoping we could put our heads together and find him. You and me.”

He pulls back, grows a little tense. “Yeah, about that. I didn’t want to say anything to get your hopes up. But my plug at the police department? I put a call in yesterday and I got a message late last night after you fell asleep that he has a strong lead he’s following. Thinks he may have found him.”

The floor seems to slide out from underneath me. “He—he does? Where is he?”

Ben’s lips stretch into tight line. “I can’t say, Tove. When he gets confirmation from the detectives on the case he’ll let me know.”

I run my hands up his chest, dig my nails into his flesh. “And you’ll tell me? Let me help you take his sorry ass out?”

Parting his lips, Ben is giving me the impression that he’s hesitant to involve me. Okay. I need to drill it into his head that I’m cool with this. “Ben. I’m perfectly comfortable in this role. I’ve done it before and I can do it again.”

“I’ve no doubt that you’re comfortable. But I can’t say. I don’t know all the details. This guy … he’s dangerous. It might be best if you let me handle—”

“No!” I jerk back, pissed. “I won’t let you try to keep me away from that asshole. Rigger has pulled that shit with me. Trying to keep me safe. Not you too, Ben.Please.”

“Okay, calm down.”

I cross my arms over my chest and jut my hip as steam starts pouring from the bathroom. “Really? Calm down?”

Ben’s body slumps and he moves to me, gently uncrossing my arms and gripping the back of my head. “Did I say calm down? I meant … whatever you want, sugar lips.”

He starts tickling me under my arms, forcing a burst of laughter to erupt from me. He kisses me seconds later, shutting me up. I lace my fingers in his hair and the whole world melts away for a second.

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