“I definitely enjoyed it.” I reached over and traced the tattoos on his arm. “You don’t have to hold back with me.”
“I’ve always been very dominant in bed, and I sometimes I’m possessive to a fault. I recognize it, but I can’t turn that side of me off for long.” He sighed and shook his head. “I guess it’s good that you know that up front, rather than being surprised when you realize what kind of man I am.”
“I like the man you are.” I let my fingers drag down to his hand and he joined his with mine. “It doesn’t make me want to run away. If anything, it makes me like you more.”
“You really are incredible.” He exhaled sharply. “Where have you been all my life?”
“Waiting?” I leaned forward and until my lips were against his ear. “Waiting for a man like you to finally show me what it was really like to be fucked.”
“Fuck—you’re going to make me hard again.” He squeezed my hand.
“Maybe I’m going to make you beg this time.” I pulled my hand away from his and reached for his cock, which instantly swelled in my hand.
“I don’t beg.” He chuckled and rolled onto his back. “Don’t start something you don’t intend to finish.”
“I’m going to finish.” I lifted up and ran my tongue across my lips. “And so are you.”
I pressed my lips to his skin and started kissing my way towards his cock, slowly massaging it in my hand as I felt his body respond. He might not be the kind of man that begged, but I was going to make him feel the same torturous bliss that I did. I took his cock between my lips and started to slowly pull it into my throat. A loud gasp rushed from his throat. The only problem was that once my lips started moving, I felt my pussy tingling. I had slept long enough to recover, and sucking his cock was just going to get me wet again. I took him deep into my throat over and over until I felt him throb. That was just the beginning. I wasn’t going to stop after he erupted. I was going to keep going until he couldn’t take anymore. Turnabout was fair play after all, and it was time for me to give as good as I got.
“Fuck.” He exhaled sharply. “Your mouth is so hot. You’re gonna make me come!”
More times than you realize.
Donovan
Earlier that day
I didn’t even listen to the radio as I drove to my father’s house. I was glad that the case was over, and I had some time to spend with my family, but nothing about it sat well with me. I might not have put in the same amount of time that Kincaid had, but I still felt like the police department shafted us. I knew Kincaid was pissed. He couldn’t hide his emotions that well. Maybe I would have felt differently if the police intervened before there was a casualty. It sucked that it took them that long to finally step up and do what they were supposed to be doing from the beginning. That was what pissed me off more than anything else. They could have prevented the tragedy, yet they acted like they were some kind of fucking heroes. They sat on evidence, refused to help us, and brushed aside all of our efforts so they could claim victory. Kincaid was the one who should have been standing on that stage, and he should have been there when Fireball was arrested. Kincaid deserved to look that bastard in the eye when his reign of terror finally came to a close.
At least he’s behind bars now. Life can go on, even if the end of the investigation leaves a bitter taste in my mouth.
It was time to focus on what truly mattered with the investigation over. I needed to spend a couple of days with my Dad and reconnect with my sister. After that, I wanted to spend more time with Marissa and see where our relationship was going. It definitely seemed to be heading in the right direction, but everything was still new. I felt a longing when we were apart, and I knew I was falling hard for the beautiful brunette. I got to my Dad’s house and he was sleeping in his recliner, so I decided not to disturb him. My stepmother seemed to be doing a very good job of taking care of him at least. I followed her into the kitchen, so we could talk where our conversation wouldn’t disturb my father’s nap.
“He still hasn’t stopped smoking? I could still smell it in the garage when I came in.” I looked at my stepmother and sighed.
“No, I made him start going outside because I thought that would deter him some, but he’s still trying to kill himself.” Abby shook her head angrily. “He’s a stubborn old fool, and I guess I really am going to have to lock him in a cage if I want him to stop for good.”
“Yeah he is.” I nodded in agreement. “Is he treating you okay? I know how he can get when he’s generally pissed at the world.”
“We have our moments, but I don’t put up with any of his shit.” She chuckled and shrugged. “I knew what kind of man he was when I married him.”
“I’m surprised you di
dn’t run away as fast as possible.” I sat down at the table and grinned.
“He’s charming when he tries to be.” She walked over to the kitchen counter. “Want some coffee? I was up half the night and I’m fading fast.”
“You should get some rest. I’m here now. I can make sure he gets what he needs.” I motioned towards the living room with my head.
“Oh, he wasn’t the one that kept me up.” She shook her head back and forth. “Janine showed up drunk off her ass and I thought someone was trying to break in.”
“Wait. She’s here?” I looked down the hallway towards my sister’s room. “I thought she moved out.”
“She either needed a place to crash or she’s back. I’m not sure.” Abby shrugged and started a pot of coffee. “I’m worried about her.”
“I’ll talk to her when she wakes up.” I nodded quickly. “Maybe she’s just having a tough time dealing with what is going on with Dad. She always was a little closer to him than I was.”
“Maybe…” Abby sighed. “I think I will take you up on your offer and try to get some rest. Thank you so much for coming. Even if you’re only here for a couple of days, it will be a relief.”