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Between my legs, I make delicious circles around my clit and imagine Silas’s hand is the one tempting me toward an orgasm.
As I come, I suck harder on his cock until I feel the splash of hot seed against my throat. I drink down every drop, leaving him spent and me triumphant.
“I told you so,” I tease as he wraps me in his arms. “We can have fun without doing anything dangerous.”
Silas’s pale blue eyes watch me intently. Even unable to see their color in the barely lit room, I feel their judgment.
He finally sighs and whispers, “I can’t be why you suffer.”
I want to smack some sense into this man and explain how he’s the reason my babies are safe and I’m so pampered. Neal never helped with the kids. He only fed Blair a few times as a baby before deciding that wasn’t his job. He never shared any moments with Beau and Beckett when they were first born. I don’t think he ever held Brooklyn after bringing her home.
In a single day, Silas shows more affection and devotion to my five babies than Neal did in their entire lives.
As for me, well, I’ve never once been spoiled like I am now.That’s all Silas.He insists on my well-being, so to hear him worry about being the reason I suffer kills me a little.
I don’t smack any sense into him, of course. No lectures, either. People don’t learn when someone dictates to them how to feel.
Silas will only accept his worth as a husband and father when he spends day after day with the people who love and depend on him.
Every time Beau tugs on his hand to help with something, Silas grows as a man.
Each night when Beckett wants to be carried to bed by him, Silas understands how much he matters.
When Blair or Brooklyn look to him for comfort when they’re scared, he can see himself as more of a protector than a killer.
I hope one day Silas will truly understand how he freed me from a lifetime of mistakes. I’d never have been able to break loose on my own. I’ll spend the rest of my life cherishing the man who offered me everything.
SILAS
My plans don’t tendto work out right. If I’d been running the Steel Berserkers Motorcycle Club back in the early days, I doubt we’d control McMurdo Valley. Ultimately, my good instincts make up for what I lack in strategy.
When Woodrow returned to the Valley years ago, I realized we had a lot in common. I could have blown him off like I do most people. Instead, I fed our bond. Now, he and Rosemary are family, supporting me when I had crazy ideas about Landry and helping me make that dream a reality.
My instincts about my woman were also dead on. She might be a pushover about most things. I still feel her holding back at times, afraid to piss me off. She’ll need time to accept how I’m not like all the scary bastards before me.
However, Landry’s learning to maneuver my stubborn ass. I certainly can’t complain about our evening fondling. Once again, I had plans about what should happen. However, Landry’s irresistible when she unleashes her charm.
