“I know you want it, Lele.”
His lips and mouth became savage on my neck, as I felt the pad of his thumb brush my engorged clit. He slipped his fingers in and out of my cunt, and I had to suppress the urge to ride them.
But I was afraid that one great, shuddering gasp had betrayed me.
Then I heard the very unwelcome sound of a police siren, and I beat at Torin’s chest. He paused what he was doing as the police car swept slowly by, lights flashing. I was frozen beneath my brother, his fingers still deep in my wet cunt.
It didn’t stop.
“Your curfew!” I hissed. “You promised.”
For a second, I wasn’t sure, then he removed his fingers, sucking on each one as he drew them from my pussy.
I felt the uncomfortable heat pounding through my body as I heard the noises he made. Drew was a thoughtful, very considerate lover really, but I had never felt this tight, urgent pull, like there was something feral unfurling inside me.
I turned aside, wrenching myself from his grasp, my steps hurrying to go back inside.
Torin caught my arm before I made it inside, and I twisted around to look at him.
“5 more days,” he said.
Chapter Six
Drew wanted to get in the shower with me when we got home, but I refused, shutting the door firmly on him. My lips still felt sore and bruised from how hard Torin had kissed me. I scrubbed myself, carefully avoiding the fact that I ached between my legs, my cunt feeling hot and needy.
My fingers almost itched to touch myself, but I refused to admit how I had felt with my brother’s fingers deep inside me. Instead, I ignored the feeling and changed into my pajamas.
When I got out Drew was in bed with the laptop.
“Why did Torin kill your father?” he asked.
I could have said, “I’ve never asked him,” which would have been true.
But I knew the reason, even though I had never said it out loud.
He had killed Dad to protect me.
I could feel Andrew’s irritation as he ran a hand through his blonde waves.
“I don’t want to diagnose him professionally,” Drew said, and I could hear a tinge of annoyance in his voice, “but I think you need to put up your boundaries, Laoise. Maybe we should just go out of town for a few days.”
I met Drew’s green eyes, crinkled with concern, and I felt the heat pool at the base of my spine.
I thought I had moved past my childhood, the dirt-poor existence we had lived.
I hadn’t.
I remembered one of many times when Dad had drunk or gambled away the grocery money for the week and Torin had to steal some food. I waited anxiously for him on the sidewalk, finally seeing his lanky tall body pelt out of the store. With one arm he held a couple of bags and with the other he grabbed my hand, hauling me with him down the street before the out of shape security guard caught up to us.
I knew it was wrong to steal, but I felt wild and reckless, my hand tight in his much bigger one.
Drew didn’t get it. The day Torin Reilly came back into my life changed things forever. I could run, but it wouldn’t make any difference.
“Going out of town wouldn’t do a damn thing,” I said. “He’d follow me. He’d find me.”
Drew looked startled. “I asked you if he was dangerous, and you said you weren’t frightened of him! You didn’t lie to me, did you? I don’t like being lied to.”
There was a beat of silence.