Page 114 of Nothing to Fear

“I’m over the fucking moon every time you’re here.”

His wit remained healthy.

“Is there anything you need?”

“Yeah, what you didn’t give me last night.”

Though his mischievous eyes betrayed he didn’t expect her to yield, he underestimated how pleased she was to have this opportunity.

“You have a crack in your skull,” she said, unzipping his hoodie, helping him liberate his arms. A longer kiss. “The doctors said no strenuous exercise.”

“What they don’t know…”

Mm, their tongues smudged together. Sliding her hands up under his tee-shirt, it was so difficult to be careful when his body felt so vigorous.

She released, then kissed him gently. “You need to relax.”

“Best way to do that is with my girl.”

His tee-shirt went the way of the hoodie and their mouths joined again. How could she do anything less than forever withthe man who’d awoken her carnal soul? In that bed, they’d grown closer, slept wrapped in each other, shared heat and intimacy. Shared safety.

“This feels like…” she broke their kiss just long enough to get her top off, “a violation of your mother’s trust. I’m…” Shit, it didn’t feel right to do anything with her mouth other than consume his. “I’m supposed to be looking after you.”

“Cherry…” his hands surged up her back into her hair. “With you, I’ve never felt healthier.”

No, he hadn’t. Mm and they’d never had circumstances come together so… Undulating her hips, for once, she was actually allowed to enjoy how he felt. How would he feel inside her? Power, that’s what he gave her, what she felt like being intimate with him. That response, his cock, hard and ready, massaging her pussy as she tilted closer to rouse her clit, that was hers. He was hers. Awaking the heated pressure, the demand of the other was ready to be satisfied, ready to be released.

Before she’d shed her bra from her arms, her breasts filled his hands.

“Darroch,” she whispered his name when his head urged hers aside. “Gentleman—”

“Not tonight,” he growled against her. “I’ve got you, baby, and there’s no fucking way I’m letting go.”

Yes, those were the words she ached for. Squeezing his arms, her fingertips wandered down and across to his abs and lower to—

The door burst open, she barely got a chance to—

“Savvy’s naked!”

She grabbed for her chest, pressing herself to Darroch. From that angle, all the youngster would see was her back, but that didn’t account for the shock of his presence.

“Get the fuck out of here, Astor. You little—”

“Mom’s orders,” came an older voice from outside.

Ward appeared carrying the end of a couch.

She caught Darroch’s hoodie as he wrapped it around her. With her arms in the sleeves, she climbed from his lap, zipping it up.

Ward and Troy carried in the couch. Axon and Acre were right behind them with another.

“What are you assholes—”

“Shh,” she whispered, touching his lips. “They care about you.” The guys set up couches, brought in Barca’s and a huge projector screen. “You told me your mom didn’t let you take your wealth for granted, don’t take their love for granted.”

“And how long you think my girl will stick around if I don’t show her love?”

She grazed the stubble on his chin. “Would you leave me for not giving it up?”

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