Craving (Steel Brothers Saga #1)(44)

“That’s hot, baby. Now pinch them. Pinch those hard little nipples while I suck your cunt.”

She pinched them, and my cock hardened into granite. Damn, she was so hot. I lapped at her pussy, sucking, tugging, and then looked up again. “How does that feel, baby? How does it feel when you pinch your nipples like that?”

She moaned, writhing, grinding into my face. “Talon, I’m going to come again.”

A thrill bubbled into me. “Yeah, baby, come for me. Come all over my face. Let me suck all that sweet cream out of your pussy.”

She shattered, bathing me with her sweet essence. My cock throbbed, yearning for her hot sheath.

While she was still coming, I inched forward and thrust into her. I fucked her. Fucked her harder. I got on my knees, lifted her hips, and plowed into her.

Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. My balls tight. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Tiny convulsions started at the base. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. My brain exploded, my skin tingled all over, my cock throbbed as I released into her juicy heat.

The most explosive climax I could remember…and still I came and came and came…until finally I pulled out and collapsed in a heap next to her.

Calm peacefulness surrounded me as the afterglow whisked me to a different plane. I lay there, sated. Her presence next to me filled me with a tranquil headiness that was foreign to me. I floated downward, melting into the soft comforter.

God, dare I think it?

I felt… good.

But a few minutes later…

“What exactly is this thing between us?”





CHAPTER NINETEEN





JADE


He didn’t answer me. Not that I expected he would. I got up to take my shower. I figured he’d let me this time. He’d had three or four orgasms already today. He wouldn’t be after me for another.

I turned to look at him, his eyes still closed, his arm over his forehead as usual. One of his knees was bent and strewn over his other leg. Naked glory—he was indeed the epitome of masculine beauty.

I walked to the door to make sure it was locked, and I went to take a shower.

Twenty minutes later, when I walked out of the bathroom to dress, Talon was gone.

“I can’t believe this.” Marj brought in the steaks from the grill and set the platter down harshly down on the patio dining table. “I told him six sharp.”

Jonah and Ryan were relaxing in the hot tub with a beer. I was sipping a glass of Ryan’s Rh?ne blend in a redwood Adirondack chair. My heart lurched. Worry for Talon consumed me. Had he fainted somewhere?

“Don’t get your panties in a bunch, Sis,” Ryan said jovially.

Always jovial, that one. Ryan always had a smile. I’d miss working with him when my bar results came in.

“Is it a crime to want to have dinner with my family?” Marj shook her head. “My whole family?

I’ve been cooking for two hours!”

Jonah got out of the hot tub, his trunks dripping, and wrapped a towel around his waist. “It smells great. Don’t feel bad, Marj. You know how Talon is.” He sighed. “I just wish he were here. He was just in the ER yesterday, for God’s sake.”

So Jonah was worried too.

“He ruined my special dinner,” Marj said, her dark eyes somber.

I gulped down the last of my wine. I hated to see my best friend upset. Yes, I was concerned, but I wouldn’t let Marj down. I rose. “Come on.” I put my arm around Marj’s shoulder. “Joe and Ryan are here. I’m here. And everything smells great. Plus, I worked really hard sprinkling salt and pepper on that asparagus.”

That got a slight smile out of Marj.

“Listen to Jade, Sis,” Ryan said. “I could eat a horse. Let’s pour some more of that Rh?ne and have some chow.”

Dinner was delicious. At least I assumed it was. It all tasted like cardboard to me. Worry for Talon pounded in my gut. Alongside the worry churned anger. How could he do this to Marj? She had lightened up a bit after a couple glasses of wine, but she was clearly hurt that he had stood her up. I put on my happy face and talked with Marj and her brothers, but an underlying current of malaise was thick around us.

Where was he?

I helped Marj clear the table and then offered to serve the dessert. I went into the kitchen to fetch the French silk pie from the refrigerator, when the doorbell rang. Marj and the guys were outside and hadn’t heard it. I walked out of the kitchen through the hall to the doorway. Who would be calling on a Sunday evening?

I opened the door. A cop stood on the front porch.

“Yes?” I said.

The cop cleared his throat. “I’m Officer Steve Dugan, ma’am. Is Mr. Steel at home?”

“Which one?”

“Talon Steel.”

I shook my head. “No, he’s out. But his brothers are here.” I held out my hand. “I’m Jade Roberts, Marjorie’s friend. Do you…want me to get Jonah and Ryan for you?”

Dugan nodded. “Yes, if you don’t mind.”

“Sure.” I held the door open. “Come on in.”

He stepped in and removed his hat. Polite.

“I’ll just be a minute.”

I walked quickly through the kitchen to the patio. They were laughing. At what, I had no idea. It was the first gale of laughter I’d heard tonight, and with the news I had, it would no doubt be the last.