Breathless (Steel Brothers Saga #10)(51)

I slid my fingers over the swell of my breasts, down my tummy to my clit. If I touched it, I’d explode, and I wasn’t ready to end this yet.

“Please. I’m going to come. Come with me.”

I sighed and fingered the hard nub. Within seconds, waves of pleasure began to spark over me.

“That’s right, baby. That’s right.” He pushed his hips up, slamming harder and harder into me. “I’m going to come. I’m going to— Fuck!”

We climaxed together in glorious harmony.

Then my body went limp, and I collapsed on his chest.

“Amazing,” he whispered.

“More than amazing,” I replied.

We lay together for a moment, still joined, until I rolled off him and curled into the crook of his shoulder.

He tensed, as if ready to rise.

“Don’t,” I said. “Stay with me for a little while.”

“But I—”

“Please.”

“Okay.” He relented, tightening his arm around me.

I closed my eyes, inhaling the scent of our sex that hung in the air.

If this would be all I’d ever get of him, I was going to enjoy every single second.





Chapter Thirty–Two





Bryce





I opened my eyes to darkness.

Marjorie still slept beside me, cuddled in my arms. The sun had gone down, obviously. How long had I been here?

I kissed the top of her head and eased my arm out from under her.

I stood, found my jeans, and pulled out my phone.

Midnight? We’d been sleeping for hours. My mother hadn’t called or texted, so that was good news. No issues with her or Henry.

I eyed Marjorie’s still-sleeping body and shook my head.

I’d slept, and I’d slept well—better than I had since this whole thing with my father had come out. No nightmares, no night sweats, no insomnia.

Just sleep. Pure, basic, deep sleep.

And I’d needed it.

The sun had still been shining when we fell asleep, so the time must have been around five o’clock at the latest.

Seven hours of sleep!

Amazing.

My eyes adjusted to the dark room, and I stared at her. Still so beautiful and so innocent-looking in slumber.

Marjorie Steel was far from innocent. She’d made love like a pro. No mistaking her for a little girl anymore. Nope. No more pink and yellow unicorns. No more toddler trotting after Joe and me as teens.

Thank God.

Still, though, she deserved so much better than I had to offer.

Just thinking about her had my dick hardening again. She was here. I was here. Technically this could count as the same time. I could wake her gently and slide my cock into her once more.

She looked so serene and peaceful, though. How could I wake her just to get my rocks off? That’d be pure selfishness.

Then again, this entire evening had been pure selfishness. I’d slept with her knowing very well that it would never happen again, that I’d never be able to have a relationship with her. I’d slept with her when I should have been home with my mother and my son after Ted Morse had shown up at our home. I quickly texted my mom, apologizing for the late hour. I breathed easier when she texted back that everything was fine.

I sat down on the bed and trailed my hands over Marjorie’s sleeping body. She stirred, opening one eye.

“Bryce?”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you.”

She sat up abruptly. “What time is it?”

“A little after midnight.”

“Oh my God,” she said, jumping from the bed. “The boys. Talon. Jade. Their dinner. Crap!”

“I think they probably ate without you,” I said.

“But I make dinner for them. That’s part of how I’m helping while Felicia’s gone. I’m supposed to— Shit. Where’s my phone?” She turned on the light.

We both flinched against the visual intrusion. She pawed through the clothes on the floor until she came up with her smartphone.

“Three texts from Talon. He’s wondering about dinner.”

“I’m sure he figured something out. He’s a big boy.”

“What am I going to tell him? How could I be so selfish?”

“You’re living your life for your brother and his family. You are the least selfish person on the planet. We all know that.”

“But the boys. Jade. They were counting on me.”

“You’re not an indentured servant, Marj. They made do.”

“But—”

I went to her and gathered her into my arms. “It’s okay.”

She melted into me. How could this amazing woman even consider herself to be selfish? I was the selfish one. I’d taken everything she’d given me, knowing full well I couldn’t return it. I kissed the top of her head once more.

Then her hand clamped around my erection.

“Marj…”

“I’m sorry.” She let go. “I feel like a piece of crap right now, having let my brother and the others fend for themselves, but you’re hard. You’re so hard. And I want you.” She dropped to her knees.

“God.” I clenched my teeth.