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I traced her navel with my tongue before leaving a wet path up her sternum. Stormy blue eyes met mine, and I dipped my head, licking the underside of her breast. Her breaths came in pants, and her nails dug into my skin, but I took my time, knowing this would be it for me. That I didn’t deserve this moment, but I was selfish enough to enjoy every second.
I breathed on her nipple, drawing a pained sound from her, before covering it with my mouth. I drew her in with long, slow pulls that had her squirming beneath me and rolled her other nipple between my thumb and forefinger, pinching each time she rocked against me.
“Lucas.” I captured her mouth, cutting off her words, and wrapped my hands around her warm thighs. My fingertips grazed the outer edge while my thumbs rested between. Slowly, I slid my palms up her smooth skin, never breaking apart, and stroked my thumb under the wide edge of her shorts. She whimpered and gripped onto my shirt, tugging me closer.
I broke away. “Is this okay?”
“Yes…please, God, yes.”
I smiled against her mouth at her enthusiasm and drove my hands higher, groaning low when they were met with only skin, no barrier of panties between us. I rested my forehead in the crook of her neck. “Fuck, you’re going to kill me.”
Now that I knew she walked around with nothing on under her pajamas, I might fucking die every time I saw her. I drew in a deep breath of her scent and ran my thumb along the middle of her core, coating it with her wetness. My chest caved, unable to take another breath as she moved against me, demanding more.
I sank two fingers into her core andcircled her clit with the pad of my thumb and caughther earlobe between my teeth. “That’s it, beautiful. Fuck my fingers. Take what you need.”
Her head fell back with her cry, and I wrapped my lips around her nipple, swirling my tongue over it as she ground herself against me. I pressed my palm down on her clit, making small circles of pressure while thrusting my fingers deep within her.
She shook in my arms, her body vibrating with her impending release. I added a third finger and ran her nipple between my teeth. She went taut, quaking with her release, and I clamped my free hand over her mouth, muffling her cries.
I rested my head on her stomach, the sweet scent of her release filling my nose, and my cock ached to fill her. I let out a shaking breath before rising and looking around the kitchen.
She watched me with hazed-over eyes before noticing the disaster we’d left the space in. She sat up. “Shit.”
I leaned in and kissed her forehead before stepping away. “I’ll clean it. You get some rest.”
She looked at me with sad eyes but nodded, and I helped her off the counter, watching her pull her shirt over her head.
“Good night, Lucas. Thanks, I guess.” She swallowed hard and kept her gaze averted.
Her tone was bland, transactional, and I wanted to haul her against my chest and make her see every way I wanted her, but I stood frozen, watching her leave.
The click of her door latch followed her, and my chest caved in, muscles rioting to go to her. To beg her for forgiveness… I wanted things to go a million different ways. But they didn’t. I was responsible for Marcus’s death, and she’d never forgive me if she knew.
My stomach recoiled, knowing I shouldn’t have touched her tonight but knowing just as much that I’d do it again if she asked me to.
TWENTY-THREE
PIPER
I slammedthrough the back door, pushing the loose strands of my sweat-soaked hair off my face, and sat on the entry bench. Muttering under my breath, I jerked the laces out of my running shoes, ignoring Lucas when he pushed past me and headed straight to his room without a word. I ground my teeth. Like hell I’d be the one to speak first.
Nothing like a refresher on just how cold he could be to let it sink in that I was a complete idiot for thinking that maybe, just maybe… It had been two nights since the kitchen incident, and I thought things would change, even a little. He kissed my freaking forehead, for Christ’s sake. It wasn’t like I wanted to fall back in love with him, not after I’d spent the last year trying to shove all my memories and hopes and dreams into a tiny box. Then I took that box, locked it, and dumped it at the bottom of the sea where it was too cold and deep for anyone to reach.
At least, that was the plan. Then one orgasm had me melting into a puddle, only to have him shut me out for several days without saying anything. Not. A. Single. Word.
Then, he had the audacity to show up on my run, nothing but the sound of his footsteps behind me, like it was completely normal.
I ripped the fridge open and grabbed a bottle of water, proceeding to drain it in a few gulps. I would have to switch to night runs if it was going to be hot like this. It didn’t help that each hit of Lucas’s pounding feet sent my heart mad in anticipation of him saying something.Anything.
I slammed the fridge door shut and spun around at the sound of Jax entering the room.
“Easy there, Pipsqueak. The fridge didn’t do anything.”He smirked, his lips thinned like he was holding back from saying more. He held a whiteboard about a foot wide and the length of his arm.
I rolled my eyes and leaned against the counter, covertly looking him over while feigning interest in my water bottle. You wouldn’t know he’d come home smashed out of his mind the other night by the spring to his step, but now that I knew what to look for, I could make out the shadows under his eyes. He wore a haunted look that felt entirely too familiar. I was going to have to watch out for him more.
“About the other night…” I let my words linger, hoping to encourage him to pick up the subject.
He put on a wide smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Right, embarrassing as fuck that I puked everywhere. Good thing I’ve got you.”
