“I’m okay,” I say, kissing his lips. “Keep going.”
It gets better as he continues. I’m sore, but definitely turned on. There’s nothing in the world like seeing him over me, his expression twisted with satisfaction as he buries himself inside me over and over.
“You feel so fucking good,” he murmurs.
I’ve never felt so powerful, or so sexy. I wish I could come, but I don’t think it’s happening this time. Instead, I wrap my legs around his waist and rock my hips in rhythm with his.
“Don’t,” he pleads in a strained tone. “You gonna make me…”
“Come,” I say, winding my fingers through his hair and tugging it. “Show me how much you like it and come.”
“Oh, shit.” His body freezes, tensed all over as he comes inside me.
Breathing hard, he kisses me. I cup his cheeks in my hands, feeling warm and satisfied. He was right, it was good. Because we’re good.
My discomfort is all but gone when he pulls out of me.
“I wish that could have been as amazing for you as it was for me,” he says, laying on his back and pulling me into his arms.
“It was amazing, just in a different way.”
He kisses me then, his fingertips grazing my jaw line and then moving down, stopping to tease my nipple, then trailing down my stomach before finally…
“Oh,” I cry out as he slides two fingers over my opening, then pushes them inside just a little.
I was already wet; now that he finished inside me I’m completely soaked. Victor’s expert fingertips glide in circles over my clit, his mouth on mine as he finishes me in less than a minute.
“More,” I say breathlessly as I come down from my high. “I’m gonna need so much more of this.”
“Good, because I’m gonna give you as much as you can handle.”
He does, and it ends up being a night my body is very, very thankful for.Chapter Twenty-SixVictor“Hope you guys are hungry,” Luca says, shaking his head as walks us into his house. “My wife ordered enough food to feed an army.”
Lindy and I are the last ones to arrive at Luca and Abby’s day-after Thanksgiving gathering for the team. It’s the first time they’ve hosted everyone since buying their new home—a multi-million-dollar suburban estate.
“The house is incredible,” I say as I help Lindy out of her coat. “Did you guys host the family here yesterday?”
“Thanks, man. We did. I think everyone had fun.”
Luca takes our coats and Lindy and I join everyone in a big, sunny family room off the kitchen. There’s a massive, curved leather sectional where lots of people are seated. Jonah gets up from his seat there to greet us.
“Lindy, glad you’re still putting up with his shit,” he says, hugging her.
“He’s kinda growing on me.”
Jonah hugs me and then makes space for both of us to sit by him. Looks like the entire team’s here. The massive kitchen is open to this room and the space is filled with players, wives and girlfriends and kids.
“Look out!” Luca’s niece Emerson yells as she plows through the room on a scooter, several other kids trailing behind her.
“Saw that you guys had a big night last night,” Easy calls out from the other end of the couch. “Flowers, wine and lube?”
There are cackles, cheers and offers to look up the photos for those who didn’t see them. Poor Lindy is the shade of a ripe tomato. I had no idea my prank would play out like that—photos hitting the world wide web the morning after we had sex for the first time.
“Just a prank,” I assure everyone. “Figured I’d mess with those douchebag photographers.”
“From the look of Lindy’s face, I think you’re a lying sack of shit,” Rhett says.
There’s more laughter, and Lindy buries her face against my chest. I kiss her forehead and say in a low tone, “This is just how they are. Don’t let ‘em get a reaction out of you.”
Abby comes into the room to offer us drinks. She invites Lindy to come sit with her in the kitchen and Lindy’s getting up to go when my phone buzzes with a text. I take it out and read it.
Hi Victor, it’s Logan West with CPD. Wanted to let you know the FBI and CPD executed a warrant in the north side this morning and took Bryan Latimer into custody. He’s facing a lot of federal charges and will be going away for a long time. I’ll need to keep the phone a bit longer if that’s okay. Call me anytime if you have questions.
I cover my face with my hands, sinking back down onto the couch. All I can see right now is the little boy I was, who knew that man was evil but had no way to escape him. The things he did to me and thought he’d gotten away with…I can’t help the emotional dam that bursts inside me.