Scorch (Virtues & Lies 2)

“It hurts to hold it all in, doesn’t it?”

It really does… “In the best way.”

“It’s why we always want more. Why we need it so bad.” Kissing my jaw, her hands find the top of my jeans. Pulling the button and fly open in a few tugs, she wriggles them over my arse with my boxers. “It’s never enough.”

Pulling up a fraction, I look down at her to find her longingly blinking up at me. Her hand flattens over

my hard cock, slowly working its way up between us. “I want more. I want you to give me more, and I want to give you everything in return.”

“Everything?”

“Every. Single. Thing.” Breathing hard, she drags her underwear to the side, opening herself up in offering.

I can’t contain myself anymore. Pressing my dick to her pussy, I ease into her pulsing heat. My tongue takes her mouth, devouring her deep moans.

When it comes to Arabella, I’m greedy. I’ll take everything. I’ll take it all.

I swallow every plea for more. I love her with everything until we’re lost in nothing but us. Until all that exists in this world is me and my wife.

A man with his existence. A heart. A soul.

One hell of a life.

Epilogue

Casper

Two weeks earlier…

I’m being torn in two. Arabella’s gone and every part of me wants to find her. I’m vibrating with the need to be out there and do something. The Glock holstered to my side screams to be handled. The urge to pull the trigger is setting me on edge. The need for the recoil vibrating through my limbs verges on manic.

“Why isn’t it ever her?” I swallow down the anger bellowing inside. “Why isn’t she here?”

Punching my hands into my pockets, I check out of the conversation. Arabella is my sister—I love her, and I will always hate myself for not doing more tonight.

But Fleur?

Fleur is alone. She’s alone with my child growing inside her, and I know all the spiel about duty and honour coming first. Dad hammered it into me enough. But what about my duty to my baby?

I’m not like him. I can’t ignore the fact there’s another life depending on me. Two lives actually. One dependant on the other.

And I know what’s going to happen the minute they get to Fleur. They’ll descend on their scapegoat. It’s what politicians do. There will be no care or thought that she might be innocent.

Fuck, you’re not even sure!

The slamming of the opening door pulls me back to the mostly vacated room. Dad’s looking at me with a scowl, and I’m pretty certain he was reading my thoughts until Cassie looks up at me all apologetic. “I’m sorry, it just came out…I…”

“Why didn’t you say anything?” Francis asks as I start for the door.

“It’s none of your business.” I need to get out of here. I need to get to Fleur, and I need to make sure she’s safe. I need to protect her from my own family, the people I wouldn’t think twice about killing or dying for.

“You were meant to look out for her.” Penny grabs my arm as I push past Francis and my father. “You were meant to protect her, not sleep with her.”

So I kept telling myself every fucking time I allowed myself to get lost in Fleur’s tight cunt.

I don’t bother responding. Yanking my arm back, I leave them all behind.

The hotel is quiet, the décor from the auction the only evidence of the function. It doesn’t take long for the valet to get a cab. I manage to get the old boy driving to step on the gas with an overly generous tip.