Page 67 of His to Have
Collapsing beside her, we both lay there breathing heavily until it slowly synced. A comfortable silence settled between us. My arm remained draped over her waist, my fingers lazily tracing up and down her spine. She didn’t move, only snuggled closer, her body still warm and pliant beside me.
“I never told you thank you for my gifts today. They were beautiful,” she broke the silence.
“You’re welcome.” I pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “I’m glad you liked it. I’ll always spoil you.”
She exhaled softly, rolling just enough so that she could look at me. Her fingers trailed absently over my forearm. “Somehow, I know you will.”
“And you’re just now realizing it?”
She sucked her teeth and threw her leg over me, so she was now mounting me.
“You know I’m not.” She lightly kissed me between each word, before easing down my body. She settled between my legs, her hand gently stroking my dick bringing me back to life. Her touch was tender.
With a playful glint in her eyes, she whispered, “But let me spoil you.”
Her wet mouth covered me, her tongue expertly licking the vein at the underside completely sent my mind into a murderous spiral. Because, how the hell did she learn to do that?
I knew I was crazy about this woman, but with my dick in her mouth I was certain I would kill any single person that even thought about harming a single hair on her head.
eighteen
Ayanna
The banging at the door wasn’t stopping. Voices on the other side were clipped with panic and the ringing phones layered over the noise added to the commotion that was taking place. At first, I thought I was imagining things. There was no way anyone would interrupt our wedding night. No way someone would impede on the time we’d set aside specifically to... connect. Especially after the entire family knew how this union was formed and how Teo and I needed to get our bearings together.
However, when the knocking continued and Marco’s loud, “Son,” boomed from the hallway, it became clear that this was no dream. The panicked voice of my father-in-law, and unknown staffers yanked both Teo and I from our sexually induced sleep. By the time I managed to gather my senses, Teo was already out of the bed fully alert and listening to his father.
I heard the murmurs. The bits and pieces of a conversation that clearly indicated something had happened.
What... I still didn’t know. But it didn’t stop me from eavesdropping in my half-asleep state. I strained to catch the words, but the only thing I could make out was “emergency,” something about my brother, and tiny details about my father. At the sound of both my father’s and my brother’s names, my eyes popped open, now fully invested in the commotion taking place right outside our doorway.
“Get the doctor up here now,” Teo demanded to someone I couldn’t see then turned his attention back to his father. “And Ricci?”
“Just like the others.”
“So, an inside job? On neutral territory?”
“That’s what it looks like, son.”
Teo turned to a different man. “Get me the footage RIGHT FUCKIN’ NOW!”
At the sound of my shuffle, he turned to look at me briefly. I didn’t like the look in his eyes. It was somewhere between deep concern and downright savagery.
They say eyes never lie.
His eyes conveyed a message that words couldn’t fully capture.
“Get dressed,” he told me gently.
The tenderness in his voice didn’t soothe me. Not when his eyes told me the truth. Whatever had happened, it changed everything.
He eased out of the room, closing the door behind him. Something in his voice made my stomach clench. He sounded worried.
Teo never sounded worried.
Moving quickly, I slid out of bed and threw on the first thing I could come up with — a pair of his gym shorts and a large t-shirt. It was all I had.
My luggage hadn’t made it to his bedroom. I didn’t think I would need it. Our stay at his parents’ home was only supposedto be for one night. And if I had things my way, we’d wake up with me wrapped around him, and me dressed in nothing but the sheets. But now, as I fumbled with the unfamiliar clothes, I felt a tad bit unprepared, and anxious about what awaited me outside that door. Whatever was unfolding was clearly far more serious than whatever honeymoon plans we had in mind.
