Addison (The Mitchell/Healy Family #6)(54)

“The hell you aren’t.” He grabbed ahold of my shirt and pushed me along. Once we made it to the motorcycle, he handed me his helmet. “Put this on, and don’t argue. If I have to drive with you over my shoulder I absolutely will.”

I shoved him away before abiding. “You can’t tell me what to do.”

“I can and I will. Do it, or I’ll call your daddy and tell him what his pretty little girl has gotten herself into again.”

I growled loudly, “I can’t believe you’re doing this to me. I hate you for this.”

It wasn’t the truth, but I thought if I could make him angry enough he’d tell me to go to hell and leave me in peace.

I was wrong.

“You’ll never hate me. That’s your problem. You can’t. No matter how damn hard you try, you can’t let go.” He climbed on the bike in front of me, took my hands and wrapped them around his warm sides. “Hold on, precious.”

He revved the motor before we took off, leaving my locked car parked in the lot. I didn’t know where we were going, but as the wind beat down on my face I rested my head on his back and felt comfort. It was like I belonged there, close to him, holding him tight and never wanting to let go.





Chapter 21


Cole


Seeing her car there in that parking lot was a godsend. She was seconds away from doing a line, throwing everything she’d worked so hard for away – all because of me. Something inside of me erupted. I had to stop her, no matter what I had to do to make it happen. I couldn’t let her slip away. I couldn’t lose her and know she was off somewhere getting high to forget about me and what we shared.

The drive to the motel was quick. I was surprised when she held me tight and didn’t complain. Once inside of the small rental, she looked around and finally sat down on one of the two chairs. “So this is where you live now?”

“I’m fixing to get a trailer. The people are moving out next week. Until then I’m stuck here. It’s not so bad. I have everything I need,” I corrected the statement. “Well, almost.”

She snickered in a sarcastic way. “Yeah, whatever.”

I sat down on the bed across from her and tried to grab her hands. Addison pulled them away quickly. “Don’t touch me.”

“Why? Are you afraid of me now?”

“I’m not doing this. You’ve got me here. I can’t get into trouble. Now leave me alone.”

I stood up and locked the door, before heading into the bathroom to turn on the shower. I came back out and pulled off my shirt, throwing it with the rest of the accumulated clothes in a corner. “The remote is on the nightstand. Make yourself comfortable.”

“I’m not staying here, Cole. When you’re done being an * you can drive me back to my car.”

“Fat chance.” I stripped right in front of her, and then retreated to the bathroom to let her stew in private.

After I’d shampooed my hair I heard the door opening and closing. The sound of the toilet seat being lowered let me know she was in the room. “Did you come to thank me?”

“No. I had to pee. I’m not thanking you.” She flushed the toilet, immediately making the shower scalding hot. When I yelled she began to laugh. “Serves you right.”

She wasn’t able to leave the room. I latched onto her shirt and pulled her back toward me, continuing until she was standing under the spraying water in front of me. She screamed and tried to get out, but I refused to let her go. “Let me go.”

“No.”

“I’m not kidding, Cole. Let me go.”

I held both of her arms and forced her to stop squirming. Then I pushed her backwards until she was pressed against the wall. “Why are you making this so hard? I just want to help. Stop fighting me.” I moved a few pieces of loose hair away from her eyes. “I miss us, precious. Let me take care of you.”

She turned her face away and furrowed her brows. “No. We can’t. It will hurt worse this time. I can’t handle it.”

I grabbed her chin and made her look at me. My lips brushed over hers as I spoke. Immediately her eyes started to close. “I’m just a guy who loves a girl. I know she loves me back, even when she’s fighting.”

Her green eyes opened and got wide. For a second we stared at each other. It was like she was contemplating what her next move would be. Then I felt her hands digging into my hair, pulling me toward her for a full-blown kiss. Her tongue entered my mouth, while my hands started removing her dripping clothes. I couldn’t hold back my urgency to have her naked and be inside of her again. She needed to know she was mine and nothing, especially our families, could stop this from happening. As the water fell down around us, the barrier she’d put up started to fall. Her hands were now touching me, pulling me closer. Her tongue was in sync with mine. The hunger I felt was being fed, and I knew without a doubt she wasn’t going to push me away.

I spun Addison around, pushing her face up against the hard tile. Her hands lifted and were placed flat as I spread her legs, dipping my body down to kiss her shoulders. I reached her spine, lowering myself as I tasted her salty skin.

Her ass, just as nice as I remember it to be, was waiting to be tended to. I ran one hand over each cheek, slapping them lightly before massaging them once more. Her little hole was right up in my face, and as I ran a bar of soap into a lathered pattern on the whole area, she started to moan. I let two fingers slide in between the crack, washing every crevice while giving her pleasure. When I reached her * I heard another sound escape her.