Smoked (The Invincibles 5)

I nuzzled her neck. “You owe me.”

“I what?”

“All that time I took care of you. It’s only fair.”

“You hired a nurse.”

She shuddered when I kissed her neck right below her ear. “There were other ways I took care of you, Siren. Admit it.”

“Stop it,” she murmured with no conviction whatsoever.

I reached up and circled her nipple with the tip of my finger through her sweater.

“Smoke,” she groaned.

“Yeah?” I squeezed her breast. “I’m going to take care of you now, Siren.”

She shook her head. “You can’t.”

“Of course I can.” I cupped her mound with my palm.

“Your friend is downstairs,” she murmured.

“So is yours. In fact, at one time, he was your lover. I’m the one who should be jealous.”

“That was a long time ago.”

“Prove it.”

Her hooded eyes opened wide. “How?”

“Take your clothes off.”

“Now? You’re—”

“Do it, Siren. Let me see you naked.” I let her stand, anxious to see if she’d walk out of the room or do as I asked. “Good girl,” I said when she pulled her sweater over her head. “Now the pants.”

She pointed to her bra.

“Leave it on.”

She shimmied her jeans over her hips and pushed them to the floor.

“On the bed. Spread your legs for me.”

“Smoke—”

“Do it, Siobhan.”

I turned so my body was facing hers and put one of her legs across my lap and the other behind me. I ran one finger through her glistening folds, pressed my thumb against her clit, thrust two fingers inside her, and groaned. Siren’s eyes met mine.

“There can be no pain with this much pleasure.” As much as I wanted to replace my fingers with my throbbing cock, I knew that would be pushing my tolerance too far. Plus, this was me taking care of Siobhan. I had to taste her, though. I withdrew my hand and brought it to my mouth. Siren’s body writhed on the bed. “Feeling empty, sweetheart?”

She nodded.

“Tell me what you need.”

She grabbed my hand and brought it back to her pussy. I followed her gaze to the door of the bedroom I’d forgotten open. I stood and shut it, making sure it was locked.