The Lyon's Cub Caitlin (Lyon The Next Generation 1) - Page 120

“I didn’t know that Mancini had brothers.” I told Travis once everyone had settled down again.

“They’re his adopted brothers, he took ‘em home when he was a kid.”

“Still, he doesn’t seem like the type not to mention them, unless they’re on the outs. In which case…”

“Nah, they’re law enforcement, Feds.”

“Ah, say no more.” I had to warn the others that we had snakes in our midst. I don’t care whose brothers they are, I’m not fucking with this shit. They didn’t seem too surprised to see a roomful of whatever the fuck we are here for their brother though. And I still don’t know what the fuck Mancini is come to think of it.

TODD

“Ooh I forgot in all the excitement, I have my car back.”

“Really?”

“Yep, mommy and Grimmy were playing a trick on daddy. Wanna go for a spin?”

“Not right now, we should wait until your parents are home. You keep forgetting there’s a houseful of babies and only your grandparents here to watch over them.”

This was like her third attempt to get me out of the house and away from everyone. I know what she’s doing, but I also know it’s the wrong way to go. Caitlin wasn’t just raised strict, she has all those values, though she seems to have forgotten that in the last day or so.

But I know if I give in and start treating her like a piece of ass that shit will grow old quick, not to mention the fact that I just can’t do it, not with her. Her little ass is horny and don’t know what to do with herself, I plan to give her a little taste later but she’ll just have to wait.

This way she’d learn that anticipation is the best part of foreplay. That’s if she lets me live. I notice her grandparents, especially her grandmothers, keep giving us time alone, which tells me they have no idea that the place is covered in eyes and ears.

Even when I played with her in the nursery I made sure we were in a blind spot. I am so not about to fuck with her dad. Damn, one day around the guys and my language has gone to shit. So we sat on the couch like we always did, watching TV and whispering to each other. Only now the whispers were intense.

“You still have my mark on your tummy?” I nibbled her ear as I asked.

“Uh-huh!” She leaned her head giving me better access but I was done.

“Did it hurt?”

“Not really.”

“It might when I mark your inner thigh, right…here.”

I pressed my fingers into her thigh making sure to brush the back of my knuckles against the tight crotch of her jeans. Then I went back to watching TV while she tried to catch her breath. I’m pretty sure the others in the other room could hear her breathing.

I looked out the window and saw that the sun had gone down. “Where’s your car? Let’s go see it.” I figured it had to be in the special garage her dad had built which is separate from the house. There are tons of blind spots between here and there. And security doesn’t need to follow us since we’re not leaving the property.

She jumped up from her place beside me on the couch and grabbed my hand, dragging me out of the room. She ran upstairs and back and called out to her grandparents as we headed out the door. “Nope, that’s not how you do it? You go in there and tell them where we’re going.” So impatient.

She did as she was told and came back to meet me at the backdoor. Outside the evening air was balmy and it was dark as you would expect a spring night to be, with just a smattering of stars across the western sky. I ran my thumb along the pulse in her wrist and she looked over at me, eyes already glassy.

We reached the side of the garage, shielded by the dark and I turned her back to the wall, pressing her body between mine and the building. I love wrapping my arms around her, love the way she feels, so small against my much bigger frame. Even having to bend to reach her didn’t bother me, it was sexy as hell.

I teased her by keeping the hard ridge of my cock away from her and she moaned into my mouth. “Lift up your shirt.” I was looking down at her when I gave the order, watching the way her chest rose and fell with her erratic breathing.

She slowly lifted her shirt up under her chin and with her eyes held with mine, I pushed the cups of her bra down beneath her tits, pushing them up higher for my mouth to taste. I teased her nipples with my fingers before licking them with my tongue, savoring the sensation of having her in my mouth for the first time.

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