Downfall(59)

The scruff on Solo’s chin scraped along my temple as his body hammered into mine. With every thrust and retreat I could feel his big body releasing some of the toxic tension that had made him nearly unapproachable all night. I much prefer him shaking this way than the way I found him when I first came into the bathroom. I tightened all my limbs around him and tried not to think about my moans echoing off the walls around us.

He growled into the space above my head, fingers losing dexterity and falling away from the tender spot hidden between my legs where he’d been drawing out every ounce of pleasure he could. His rhythm faltered, his hips crashed into mine hard enough to bruise, and his short fingernails dug into the curve of my ass hard enough to leave marks. I felt the firm flesh of his cock pulse and kick and heard his breath skip a few beats as a rush of warm wetness really did flood all the available space where we were joined. I lifted my head and watched Solo’s eyes drift shut as he let himself get lost fully in his release. Finally, his features softened and the angry twist of his mouth relaxed.

When his eyes popped open, a tiny grin played around his mouth and his hands skimmed where I was still pinned between the wall and his muscular chest.

“Not gonna leave you hanging. Promise.” I wasn’t sure if he was talking about the conversation we still needed to have or the orgasm… either way, I would wait. I was still a little dazed from being captive to his emotional storm.

I didn’t say anything when he leaned back, separating our bodies with a slick, sexy sound. Our eyes stayed locked as he found a discarded washcloth and cleaned us up. I stayed silent when he lifted me in his arms and started to carry me toward the unfamiliar bedroom. There wasn’t any sound coming from the living room, but that could be misleading. Sometimes when it was quiet, it meant things were going to hell in a handbasket. Before we talked or continued what he started in the shower, I was going to have to check on Noble.

I didn’t make any noise until an hour later when Solo finally told me about Lester. Then, it was my turn to cry and let grief sweep me away. Luckily, Solo knew exactly how to help me deal with the sadness that felt like it was going to swallow me whole.





Solo



It was a good thing I was used to making the most of the few free moments I had.

The longer I was with Orley, the more apparent it was that we were going to have to sneak stolen moments together between various interruptions for the foreseeable future. It seemed like we were always going to be interrupted by a phone ringing or Noble needing something. Yesterday morning, one of the Boss’s guys showed up unannounced, just when things were getting good, to see if we needed anything. It was a nice gesture, but I almost ripped the dude’s head off, which the Boss wouldn’t have appreciated. I never considered myself a patient man, but I was learning I had an untapped well of tolerance and self-control. In all honesty, it made the occasions when I did get to be the sole focus of Orley’s attention, and when she was the center of my entire world, all the sweeter and more intense. We tended to go at each other like we may never get another chance, which always proved to make the sex out of this world and impossible to forget, even if we were left hard up because something outside the bedroom door demanded our attention.

I was a young guy. I’d been sexually active longer than I would ever admit to my mother, and if anyone told me I would be okay with my girl dipping out in the middle of a spectacular blowjob because there was a toddler having a nightmare in the other room, I would have told them they were crazy. There were too many girls out there, and I already had my own shit to deal with on the regular. But, none of those girls were Orley, and none of those toddlers were Noble. I’d climbed out of bed almost as fast as the pretty redhead when I heard Noble shrieking from the other room. It might’ve taken a minute for my cock to calm down, but when Noble was secured in the big bed between me and her mother, I forgot all about my dick because it was my heart that felt like it was going to explode. I wasn’t entirely sure how I ended up here, but I knew with every fiber of my being I wasn’t going back to where I was before.

At this particular moment, the sun hadn’t risen, and Noble was still dead to the world on the fold-out in the living room. After two nights, she’d finally adjusted to the apartment enough to sleep through the night. Not that she wasn’t going to be up as soon as the sunlight hit the main window in the room, but until then, I had Orley all to myself. I was going to make the most of the time we had. My ribs felt a little bit better. It didn’t feel like my insides were coated in burning acid every time I moved. I could even bend without grimacing as much.

That meant I could finally cover Orley with my body and fuck her into the mattress instead of her riding me like a professional rodeo queen. I liked having her on top of me, but I wanted to know what she felt like under me. I wanted those pretty blue eyes looking up at me, dazed with lust, while she bit her lip to muffle the sexy sounds she made when she was close to breaking apart. I fully planned on making all those fantasies a reality as soon as I was done mapping out every single part of her sweet, wet pussy with my tongue.

She’d been writhing under my mouth for a solid five minutes. She was pulling at my hair and squeezing my head between her thighs. I could feel her insides quiver, and every time she said my name under her breath, a rush of moisture followed. I was determined not to miss a single drop. She tasted as good as I imagined she would. I could feast on her forever, but knowing it was highly unlikely I was going to get more than one uninterrupted hour, I was going to have to save the savoring for another time when lives weren’t on the line and her kid wasn’t sleeping restlessly.