She shrugged. “It’s not your fault. I’ve been meaning to ask you …” She took a deep breath.
“What is it?” I asked, hating the nervous look she wore.
“Can I go to school?”
My eyes widened a bit in surprise. Of all the things I thought she would ask, this wasn’t it.
“What would you like to study?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know. I never really thought about it. Never really thought I could have the chance to, but now … Unless you think it’s too dangerous. I don’t have to. I know you guys have done a lot for me, and I don’t even have money to pay tuition—”
I covered her mouth with my palm, shutting her up.
She frowned at me before I felt her tongue peek out and lick my skin. I felt that all the way down to my dick. Fuck, but the thought of telling her yes, she could go to school and then telling her to get on her knees and thank me with her mouth was strong.
I could see it now. With those full lips of hers wrapped around my dick, her tongue swirling around the tip. She would let me fuck her mouth as roughly as I needed, let me use her in any way that I wanted, needed, knowing that even if she was on her knees, she still held the power to bring me down to mine.
My fists clenched and unclenched from the thought as I turned back toward her.
“First, you have money. What’s mine is yours, just like the way it is with Damien and Nikolay. Do you know what that means?” She shook her head. “That means you are one rich lady, baby.
“Second, it is dangerous. And it’s always going to be dangerous, especially since you’re with men like us. But that doesn’t mean we can’t work out the details. I have to talk to the other two, but I don’t think it’ll be a problem. Just not right now, okay? Perhaps the upcoming spring semester, or maybe fall of next year.”
She brightened. “Do you really mean it?”
“Yeah, baby. I don’t want you to resent life with us.”
Her eyes softened. “I could never.” She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. My hands came up to her waist, and I held onto her while I kissed her back, taking control.
She moaned in my mouth.
Fuck.
Sweetest sound I had ever heard.
I pulled back when my phone rang with a text message.
She looked at me with glassy eyes and swollen lips.
I groaned and pressed another quick kiss against her lips. Whoever the fuck was brave enough to interrupt my time with her had better have something fucking important to tell me or heads were going to start flying.
Her fingers played with the hair at the back of my neck, distracting me in the best way possible, but the message I received had my blood running cold.
“Fuck.”
Catalina tensed. “What is it?”
She looked down at my phone, her eyebrows pulling together, expressing her confusion.
“Um, isn’t this the cabin we went to, to visit your mom?”
“Baby,” I said, my voice soft. “I need you to go get the others. Can you do that for me?”
She nodded, quickly climbed off my lap, and ran out of there.
Another text message came through, and my fist clenched around the phone.
Coordinates.