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“I’m going to have to pass on that for now,” I said, scrambling off him with all the grace of a baby deer, causing him to let loose that contagious laugh again. Yanking the throw blanket from the end of the bed I wrapped it around my body, tucking the remaining corner under my arm. “I’m starving and you don’t keep food in this apartment. So I’m going to get dressed and go forage in the food court you call a break room.”
“You can’t just put clothes on and go out there,” He said in mock outrage, launching himself out of bed, completely naked and backing me up against the door of his bedroom. “You smell like you’ve been thoroughly fucked, Ms. Harrington,” He purred, ghosting a kiss below my ear. “As much as I’d love to have you trying to play it cool with my men while my cum drips down your thighs, I thinkyoumight want to grab a quick shower.”
So, I took a shower. With company. It wasn’t quick, but it wasverythorough.
CHAPTER 25
DECKER
Getting Lake into the shower had been easy enough. Getting Fitz to hand deliver a meal to the apartment, so I could keep her naked had been a fair bit more difficult. He had complained about his workload now that I was falling into bed instead of work, and I felt zero guilt about it. I’d worked my ass off enough to get us to the point that I could spend some time committing that woman’s curves to memory.
But he’d come through eventually and before Lake could shrug out of her towel, I was bringing a tray of burgers and fries into the room, setting it on the bed and ushering her forward. I had to lift her at the waist to set her on the bed ,and fuck if it wasn’t the most adorable and strangely arousing action. She pulled the comforter over her lap, towel still wrapped around her, and started to pick at the fries, lost in thought.
“I was adopted.” I said suddenly, surprising both of us. I didn’t talk about my past. Even the guys only had snippets. I liked it that way. And yet, since I’d opened up about Remy, I felt this need to bring her into every corner of my past, to show her every scar and bruise and pray that she’d still want me.
“Oh?” She asked, pretending to only be mildly curious when I could see her desire to pounce on this morsel and demand more.
“Um…” I settled across from her and picked up a french fry, dipping it in the ranch, making patterns in the sauce, no real interest in eating. “Yeah, when I was 10 my mom died.” I looked up to see that knowing sadness in her eyes. It wasn’t pity or sympathy; it was an empathy born from sharing the same burden. I wanted to tell her not to waste it on me. Her mother had loved her until she was taken; my mother had loved finding her next high. My stomach turned at the idea of having to expose Lake to the grimy details of my childhood. I would be honest with some parts, but I didn’t need to go into detail about the disgusting mess that was Cara Rowe.
“Avery and I were put into the system since our father was in prison, but he might have died before that? I’m not really sure since I was 10 at the time and only cared about how we were going to survive being split up.”
“They split you and your sister up?” Her gasp was a strange balm to my broken soul and I nodded.
“I’m sure you’ve heard the horror stories about the foster system,” I paused long enough for her to nod. “I was moved from home to home, each one more nightmarish from the last. If I wasn’t dodging blows, I was dodging hands of a different kind.” A shiver shot through my spine, but I refused to acknowledge it. I also refused to expose her to the details of those bastards who used me as a punching bag by day, only to sneak into my pathetic excuse for a room at night.
I pretended not to notice the horrified tears in her eyes as I continued. “After two years of that, I was brought to this house one day. This couple sat down in front of me, never seen them a day in my life, and they told me they wanted to adopt me. I didn’t trust anything by that point, but when Avery walked down those stairs, and I could see how comfortable she was in that house, I reluctantly went with it.
“Craig and Irene Mullins were the best thing we’d ever had in our lives, and it was because of them I had a chance to do anything with my life. I thought that I’d be homeless and addicted to something by my 13th birthday. But they were good, and we were good.” I let the memories of those life changing good moments wash over me. While I hated to relive the past of a scared, abused, and silent little boy, the overwhelming love that came after made it all worth it.
“Craig was a retired Marine and he was strict with the rules, but so gentle with us. He had this code of honor that dictated his actions, and he always had the pride and strength in his heart that I coveted growing up.”
“Let me guess, you signed up for the military right out of high school.”
“Seeing as how you already know about my past in the military, that’s hardly a guess.” I reached over and hooked a finger around the edge of her towel, pulling lightly until it fell away leaving her top half naked and exposed. Lake didn’t move to recover herself and my mouth watered at her unintentional confidence.
“So that’s the tale of my childhood,” I said on an exhale, relieved to get it over with.
“That was the nutshell version of your childhood, but seeing as how you look like you just went ten rounds in the ring, I’ll accept my little nugget of information and reward you for sharing.”
“Reward me, huh?” I raised an eyebrow at her, trying to fight the smirk playing at the corner of my mouth.
She nodded and pushed the tray of food to the side, stalking toward me on her hands and knees, the comforter falling away to leave her completely naked. She leaned down and planted a lingering kiss on my quickly growing erection, her teeth tugging at the material of my sleep pants that had me biting back a groan.
“Not sure if this is really a reward for you though,” she hummed as her hand snaked inside the buttoned opening at the front of the pants, fingers wrapping hungrily around my dick as she tugged me free. “I’ve been damn near craving your cock since the first taste.”
My groan escaped the second her lips wrapped around me and she sucked me to the back of her throat once, twice, and a third time before she retreated enough to circle the head with her tongue as she studied my heavily lidded eyes. Whatever she saw on my face was enough to give her the silent answers she was looking for. Keeping her eyes on mine, Lake took me to the back of her throat, swallowing the head of my cock down; her throat muscles squeezing the tip.
“Fuck,” I let out in a mix of a moan and a shout. And that seemed to set the pace for the hottest, filthiest blowjob I’d ever received. She worked my cock with enjoyment, doubling down when I warned her of my impending climax. Lake sucked me dry, then casually went back to her meal with a wink.
And that might have been the moment I fell even harder for Lake Harrington.
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The next several days seemed to fly by in a sex fueled haze, and as much as I wanted to say it was because I couldn’t keep my hands off Lake, it was equally her handsy fault as well. By the end of the second day, Kasey had demanded we stop “groping each other in public like school kids and stay in”, and to ensure we didn’t have to leave, he had my kitchen stocked with everything.
So we stayed in, and the more I shared about my past, the more she “rewarded” me. I told her about meeting Grady Remington in basic, the instant bond between us, and then the addition of Kasey, Fitz and Cabot. I talked about the good, the bad, and the nightmare inducing parts of my military career. Then the silent struggle to cope with reintegrating into life at home. When I shared, she shared in return. And even though I had a detailed file on all things Lake Harrington, I found myself falling deeper as I learned the real her.
There were things I was learning that would never grace a detailed report on her, like the fact that she was a fantastic cook and an even better baker. I hadn’t even thought she knew how to use the kitchen after seeing all the food placed in front of her with little effort during our first lock down in The Hamptons.
