Fearless (Broken Love, #5)(51)

“What the fuck are you doing?”

“What?” she snapped. All she was missing was the neck roll. I stifled the urge to grab said neck until she remembered who called the shots. I sounded like a chauvinistic prick, but this was what she did to me. No one else.

“What was that?”

“I don’t know what she was talking about.”

“The car,” I reminded her.

She had the good sense to appear afraid. “I don’t know,” she said again. “I don’t trust her. What if she testifies anyway? Do you really trust her?”

“Of course not,” I spat. “But she’s our only chance of beating the charges.”

“You think they’ll find something?”

Fuck. Did I lie to her? I was sure they would. I didn’t know how closely they were watching, but I knew the grocery incident wasn’t the last we’d hear from them.

“I think we should be prepared if they do.” I told myself it wasn’t a lie.

“Fine. I’ll be good.”

“You better.” I kissed her lips softly and walked her back over to Laurie. She must have sent the girls away because they were nowhere to be found.

“You’re supposed to be lying low and why did you leave them alone?”

She looked insulted, but I didn’t give a shit. “Do you think this is the first time she’s had to look after Maddie? Their father is a drunk, young man. I’d come home some days to check on Maddie in the middle of the day and find him passed out drunk on the couch. Sometimes as early as ten.”

“Why not leave them with someone who wasn’t drunk by ten?” Lake grilled. I shot her look to chill the fuck out.

“He’d find wherever they were and drive them home, drunk or not.”

I shook my head but didn’t say more. Every time she spoke about her husband, I questioned the decision to let him live.

“Look, we’re out of here. You have my number if you need it, but lay low, Laurie. You’re in more danger now than you were living with him.”

She nodded and waved goodbye from the porch as we drove away. I drove us to a hotel nearby for the night. It was too long a drive to make tonight. We decided to stay in since Lake had homework to get through. I ordered room service and pulled out my own laptop. We worked in comfortable silence until the food arrived.

I paid for the food and turned around to see her drop the last of her clothing on the way to the bathroom. She paused at the entrance and sent a come-hither look over her shoulder before disappearing behind the door. The shower came on as I set the food down and stripped as fast as I could.

She teased me all day, and even after I promised retribution, she found the courage to continue. I had to applaud her. Instead, I joined her and ate her pussy against the shower wall until she shook and collapsed to her knees.

“While you’re down there,” I prompted and fell silent. I waited to see what she would do. A teasing smile on her lips kept me guessing, but then she gripped me in her small, soft hands. I loved the look in her eyes as she gripped me with bold hands and stroked as she lowered her head ever so slowly. She never severed eye contact, and I loved that so fucking much.

Her tongue touched me with the shy, innocence of someone who had not been sucking me off on a regular basis for the last five years.

I loved that, too.

“I’m sorry I called you a cute, angry bunny,” she cooed and sucked me deep until my entire length disappeared down her throat. My head fell back against my will. I wanted to watch her.

I really did.

But she was so damn good at this.

My knees nearly buckled when she released me with a loud pop and hungrily wrapped her lips around the tip, but I wasn’t going out like that so I counted to ten in my head.

“Keiran?”

“Yeah?”

“I want you to come in my mouth, ‘kay?”

Son of a bitch. I should have known she wouldn’t play fair. She worked me over with her tongue and mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked me vigorously until I did come in her mouth. I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out like a bitch when she swallowed my come in one gulp and licked her lips as if it were the tastiest fucking thing she had ever had.

We managed to finish our shower without molesting each other again. I stepped out first and dried off while she washed her hair. By the time I slipped into shorts, she was stepping out, so I grabbed a fresh towel and enveloped her in its warmth. She never liked the chill that came after leaving the steam from a hot shower.

“I’m starving.”

My lips quirked as I debated the dirty joke that popped in my head. She watched me curiously and then her eyes popped wide.

“Keiran Masters, don’t you dare say whatever dirty, dumb joke you’re about to tell. That’s Keenan’s thing.”

“I’m starting to think he’s the fun brother.”

“Don’t worry.” She wrapped her arms around me with a flirtatious smile. “You’re much more useful to me for things that matter. Like feeding me.”

“Come on, my sexy gremlin. I ordered chicken alfredo.”

We drove home early the next morning and spent the day playing in bed. I would tickle her until she cried, and she would wrap her lips around me and dare me not to come. We managed to keep it together until Monday night when I received a frantic call from Laurie.