Page 50 of Reckless At Raleigh High
The exchange is soft, and gentle, and sincere. I mean it more than I’ve ever meant anything in my life. Silver leans up to kiss me, her eyes still open, refusing to break away from mine, and I slowly pull back, sliding out of her. A moment later, I drive myself forward, crushing her to my chest, and she moans into my mouth.
“Hold me tighter.Please.”
If I hold her any tighter, I’m going to rebreak her ribs. I understand what she’s feeling, though, because I’m feeling it, too. I need to get closer to her. I need us to become one being, one entity, one heart and one soul. She wraps her legs around my waist and rocks against me, angling her hips up to meet mine, then pulling me back down, asking for even more of me, and my mind goes blank.
She feels…she feels so fucking good. I—
Holy…
…shit.
I go slowly for as long as I can, but soon Silver’s scratching at my back and fisting my hair again, sinking her teeth into the top of my shoulder. I hiss through my teeth, reveling in the pain, and I give her what she so desperately needs.
I fuck her like my life depends on it, and each time I slam myself into her, thrusting my cock as deep as it will go, Silver peppers my neck and my face with kisses, pleading me for more. When we come, we come together, riding out a long wave of pleasure that seems like it will never end.
24
ALEX
“Well if this isn’t a damning picture, I don’t know what is.”
I wasn’t expecting to run into anyone. I was only planning on jogging down the fire escape and grabbing the cable for my cell from the Camaro, but when I fling back the apartment door, preparing for the cold, Cameron’s standing there, his hand raised, about to knock.
He assesses me, eyes skating up and down my body, plainly unamused by the fact that I’m next to naked and only my thin boxers are covering my junk. “I’m assuming my daughter’s in there,” he says stiffly.
“Uh, yes?” Thank fuck I actually put on the boxers. I wasn’t going to bother. The parking lot behind the hardware store is obscured from the street and isn’t overlooked. I’ve made the mad dash down to the car naked before, when I’ve needed to grab something quickly. I only changed my mind because Silver threw my underwear at me and ordered me to cover myself.
Cameron’s mood is almost as stormy as the night we broke into Weaving’s pool house and he pulled out a motherfucking gun. He rubs a hand over his stubble, looking back down over his shoulder at the Parisi’s van that’s blocking me into my spot. “Put some fucking clothes on and come meet me down by the car, Alex. I need to talk to you.”
“Should I arm myself?” I’m only half joking.
Cameron doesn’t smile. “Hurry up. It’s cold and I have a headache the size of fucking Texas. Tell Silver you’re going out to grab some food or something. Chinese. She loves Chinese.” He turns and walks down the metal fire escape, his boots clanging on every step, and it dawns on me that Cameron’s about to finally give me the‘stay the hell away from my daughter’speech. What else could he possibly want to talk to me about, when he’s shown up on my doorstep wearingthatmurderous expression?
Back inside, Silver frowns at me from the bed. Holy fuck, she looks so damn good lying there, wrapped in nothing but a sheet. “That was quick,” she says.
I kick my way into my jeans and snatch up a t-shirt, hurriedly getting dressed. “Figured I’d run out and grab some supplies for us since I’m up anyway. You want Chinese?”
She flops back against the pillows, groaning loudly. “Oh my god. You read my mind. Have I told you how much I love you recently?”
Socks go on next. I nearly eat shit as I balance on one leg, trying to shove my foot into my one of my sneakers without undoing the laces. Silver laughs at me under her breath. Once the task is accomplished, I kneel on the edge of the bed, kissing her firmly on the mouth. “You haven’t told me in at least five minutes,” I say softly.
She bumps my nose with the end of her own. “Well I do. Very much, Mr. Moretti. Come back soon. I need your naked body back in this bed.”
My dick would be rock hard if she’d said this to me any other time. Cameron’s looming presence outside seems to have rendered my cock incapable, though. Goddamnit, this is gonna suck.
I give her another kiss, this time on her forehead, and then I hurry out of the apartment, grabbing a hoody and pulling it on as I run down the fire escape towards the van. No sooner am I sitting in the passenger seat than my temple is bouncing off the window, pain splintering my skull apart. Stars explode in my darkened vision, lighting up the inside of my head.
“You’re lucky I’m not more like you,” Cameron snarls.
What…the…actual…?
I hold my hand to my face, staring dumbly down at the flecks of blood that stain my palm when I lower it again. He hit me. Cameron fuckinghit me.I gape at him, trying to make sense of what just happened.
“Don’t look at me like that,” Cam hisses. “I thought about taking a pair of secateurs to your balls.”
“What the fuck are secateurs?”
“Does it matter? They’re sharp. You wouldn’t like them. Put your seatbelt on.”
