“No going back,a chuisle.”It’s equal parts a question and a statement, and I hold my breath, as if I’m waiting for my own response.
I glance down at his hand on me and see the black-rimmed eyes of the fox tattoo staring back at me. All the blood rushes out of my face and I suddenly feel a collapsing weight on my chest.Yellow. Red. Pink. Black. Black. Red.
I’m ninety-nine percent sure, but that fucking one percent comes blaring to the surface and my lungs squeeze with anxiety.
“Fuck, fuck. I’m sorry—” I push off the ledge and hoist my leggings back up. “I don’t…I can’t…fuck.”I turn away from him, rubbing my eyes with my hands, feeling so embarrassed and shitty and just so fucking confused.
I can’t look at him as he steps back, sighing deeply. I glance at his fists clenching into tight balls in my periphery, and I don’t want to see the matching anger and hate in his eyes. I don’t think I can bear it.
Then he’s taking quick strides to close the distance between us, crushing me to him with arms wound tightly around me. He presses his mouth to the top of my head and half groans, half sighs into my hair. But he’s not mad. That much I know. He’s still holding me like a dear treasure, not a conquest, and that realization alone makes me want to cry.
I swallow back any threatening tears and try to take comfort in his warm body holding me close. He loosens his grip, and I look up at him. Adoration, not anger, is reflected back at me. He laughs, and the sound spills into my stomach, a soft smile playing on his lips. “You’re gonna kill me, woman.”
“I’m sure you’ve survived much worse.”
He shakes his head. “Not even fucking close.”
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Chapter twenty-one
Broken Pieces
Cash
Afterpainfullystuffingmyrock-hard dick back in my jeans, Harlow and I get into my car. She keeps giving me these sheepish looks from the corner of her eye. If it’s because she regrets putting a stop to what we were about to do, I’ll pull over and she can remedy it right fucking now. Her hair is back in a short ponytail, but untidy from the way I shoved my fingers into it while I possessed her mouth.
Fuck, that mouth.
She kisses in a way that says,more, more, more.She clings to me like she can only breathe when I’m taking her breath away.
I know the feeling.
She shoots me another one of those looks and I’m about to say something when she keeps her eyes on me and reaches for my waist. Her eyes are doe-like as she toys with the buckle of my belt.
“What are you doing?” It comes out harsher than intended and her soft smile drops.
“Taking care of daddy.”Fuck.
Any little bit I’d softened hardens again instantly. I lean back. “Well, get to it.”
I heave an inhale when her soft hands wrap around my dick. She works her hands slowly up and down. At the first brush of her tongue on my tip, I clench my jaw until it hurts.
“Fu—ck,baby,” I grind out when her whole mouth takes me in. It’s wet and hot and fucking heaven. Her spit drips down the length as she swirls her tongue around my tip before bending down to lick a long swipe from hilt to head.
My knuckles are cracking around the steering wheel and gear shift, trying my damnedest not to kill us. My thighs flex, aching to plunge to the back of her throat. “Deeper,a chuisle.Choke on daddy.”
Her blue eyes flick up to me with a devious glint before she lowers her head until she’s gagging. The muscles of her throat swallow around my tip and my whole body clenches with pleasure. I expect her to come up, but she stays down, just bobbing the little bit so my dick never leaves the deepest part of her throat.
“So fucking hot,” I hiss when I swipe her cheek with my thumb to see if there’s tears.There are.
As she continues, it takes more and more effort to keep my eyes on the road. The sound of my moans and her gags are broken by the shrill ring of my phone. She pauses, dick in mouth. “Don’t fucking stop.” Then I answer the call.
It’s incredibly difficult to hear whatever the fuck Finn is going on about when all I can concentrate on is the pressure building in my groin. My balls fucking ache and prickle for release.
Harlow’s movements become more invigorated, and it’s the reason I haven’t hung up on the shithead. I love that she’s challenging her boundaries for me. Making herself uncomfortable for my pleasure. Plus, I know she finds it incredibly hot to suck me off while I’m on the phone. Same reason she came so fucking hard atPhantom. She gets off on the risk of being caught.