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“Orgasm denials.”
She shrugs. “So?”
“So?” I tilt my head back and laugh. “So when you’re fully healed, and I can fuck you properly? You’re just adding to the count. The second you beg me to make you come, I’ll keep edging you. You’re at two beyond your breaking point. Keep upping it, baby. I enjoy watching you cry.”
She sucks in a breath, but doesn’t stop touching herself. I could physically stop her. Grab her and yank her onto my dick, but I want to see how far she’ll go.
“Three,” I say.
“How will you do it?” she asks.
“I’ll eat your pussy while your legs are draped over my shoulders. And when the first orgasm hits, my kisses will turn into bites. It’ll freeze your pleasure, make you frustrated.”
She doesn’t have anything to say to that, her body freezing in place.
“Come ride my dick,” I say. “If you’re good, I’ll let you come, too.”
She grins, hurrying toward me, and straddling my lap. Without any hesitation, my girl slams onto me, filling herself until I’m balls deep. My heart screams with contentment as she bites her lip to hold back a cry of pleasure.
Chapter Thirty
“Whydidyoucomehome?” I ask, my eyes closed as we lay in the cabin below the boat. We docked somewhere overnight, then tucked below to sleep.
Scotty had been right. The time away from our reality was exactly what I needed in order to feel like things could return to normal. He didn’t just fuck me, he made love to me. We laughed, ate dinner, and read in the quiet. Now, we are holding out beneath the boat in a small room that has a full-sized bed, a toilet, and a sink with a small gas stove top.
It’s more than cozy. This boat was made for a fisherman, not a couple. But the small mattress made for an intimate night.
“What do you mean?” His hand rubs along my bare back.
It sends a shiver up my spine, and I wiggle under his touch. My bare lips press against the hard muscle of his chest.
“From the Navy. You chose to come home when you could have reenlisted. You could have finished out your retirement in government work.”
He’s silent for a while, and I take in the silent sound of his breaths, the way my head moves with each rise and fall of his chest. His skin is warm beneath my cheek, and there’s a heated feeling in my stomach.
The last twenty-four hours have been quiet, stress free. Just the two of us pretending like we’re normal.
“I got tired of the deaths,” he says, breaking the looming silence. His voice is thick with a sadness that makes me want to take away his pain.
I tense beneath him. “There’s death in Boston, too.”
“It’s different.”
How many deaths have been at the hands of Scotty since he returned home? At the hands of my father and brothers? I always kept my distance, but after being taken, it’s hard to pretend like my family is anything but the monsters they are.
“How is it different?” I ask.
“Those men didn’t deserve their deaths,” he says. “Darcy is too young to be alone. To be a widow. And her husband.” He stops, his entire body tensing. “They were good people, Saoirse. Every one of the men I lost.Weare not. Your family is not. Callum is trying to right those wrongs. But if I had to choose, if I had to continue to face death as often as I did?“ He presses a kiss to my head. “I’d choose to be at the heart of the bad guys, than to watch one more good person die and leave behind someone that loved them.”
I nod, suddenly getting why he kept pushing me away. It wasn’t because he didn’t want me. It was because he didn’t want me to be Darcy. A young widow mourning her husband. My heart aches with that pain. I don’t want that either.
I want to grow old, to be happy without fear. I want to raise children without the worry of them being harmed. I want to never have to look over my shoulder, wondering what enemy may be coming to collect a debt they feel they’re owed.
There’s no way out. Only by death. But I was so close to being away with Corbin. The hotel is a way to start clean, and if Scotty can be pulled away, then we’d have those dreams.
“We’re getting out,” I say sitting up.
The sheet falls from my chest, and Scotty’s eyes travel over my bare breasts. I instantly feel him harden beneath me, rubbing against my thigh, but I push away any thoughts of being turned on.
