Break, p.33
Break, page 33
Her whispered, “I had the best time,” makes me smile into her hair where I’m resting my lips.
Trying to hold back my laugh, I tell her, “I’m going to have to draw straws with Vince to see who gets to take you out next.”
“It’s too much,” she tells me, shaking her head to deny me.
Reaching a finger under her chin, I keep her pressed against me as I tilt her face up so I can look into her eyes. They instantly fall to my lips and my heartbeat picks up. I want to fucking kiss her so badly right now, but I won’t take away Ethan’s moment with her more than I already have.
“Listen to me, dove.” Her cheeks flush, but she doesn’t look away, giving me all of her attention. “It’s not enough. It’ll never be enough. Let us spoil you.”
I can feel my cock growing with her pressed against me, her chest pressed against mine. Mina’s breathing shallows and there’s a hungry look in her eyes. “Max…” she whispers, trailing off.
Leaning down, my breath fans over her lips, but I don’t move that final inch to connect my lips to hers. “Ethan gets your kiss tonight. Why don’t you get in the car, and I’ll drive you both home?”
Swallowing deeply, she nods once and steps back from me. Ethan is waiting for her at the back door, holding it open for her so she can slide in. Thankfully, he doesn’t look annoyed with me for stealing a moment with her.
That only solidifies the fact that we can make this work.
The back seat is wide enough for the two of them to sit comfortably. I wait for Mina to slide inside and Ethan to follow before taking another quick look around the park, then head over to the driver’s side.
I try to give them some sense of privacy by ignoring them. Ethan leans in to whisper something in her ear, causing another blush to radiate up her neck. Whatever he’s said seems to put her at ease, relaxing her body to lean into his side like she was when they were sitting together on the blanket.
Driving the vehicle out of the park, I pull onto the highway before I look in the rear-view mirror again and see Ethan cupping her face. With his forehead pressed against hers, their eyes are locked on each other, completely absorbed.
I look away when he leans in and presses his lips against hers, giving them a moment.
My cock hasn’t gone down since I was holding her. When I hear her breathing hitch and Ethan’s low groan, I know I’m going to have to take care of this the moment we’re home.
I take back everything I said about not being jealous. Christ, I’d give anything to swap spots with my best friend.
Unable to prevent my eyes from seeking them out once more in the mirror, I blow out a breath of relief that he’s pulled back. I don’t know if I could have handled listening to them make out all the way home.
Before I pull my eyes away, I catch a dark sedan drifting to the shoulder behind another a mini-van that’s directly behind us. The moment the driver’s side is in my view, the car jerks back behind the van, out of my sight. Furrowing my brows, I do my best to keep my eye on the following vehicles and keep our car from drifting across the lines.
I have no desire to worry Mina. Letting her know that there’s a good chance Danny is behind us would ruin her entire afternoon, but I have to let Ethan know what’s going on. Against my better judgement, I slide my cell phone out of my pocket and quickly type ‘being followed’ and hit send to Ethan. He’ll be able to contact the station and Vincent, and since I texted instead of telling him, I trust that he knows I don’t want to alert our girl.
When Ethan pulls out his phone, he frowns down at it, then shoots me a look in the mirror. I watch his jaw harden as he quickly sends a text and then sets his phone face down on his knee.
“Is everything okay? You look upset all of a sudden.” I love that Mina is getting more vocal, but I wish she wouldn’t have noticed the change in him so quickly.
I cringe at Ethan’s forced smile, but honestly, I don’t blame him.
“I’m alright. Just a work thing that I wasn’t expecting.” Glancing at me once more, he collects himself, then grabs her hand. “I’m not quite ready to go home yet and end our day. Do you have a problem if Max drives around for a bit? I was thinking we could take the long way home around the lake.”
There’s hesitation in her voice, like she’s unsure if she should believe him or not, but she concedes. “I’d love that, if Max doesn’t mind?” She directs her question to me, always thinking of everyone else.
Shrugging, I give her a wink in the mirror. “I’ve got nothing else going on tonight. A drive sounds nice.”
Smiling, she relaxes into the seat. “Don’t judge me if I fall asleep, though. Car rides have always knocked me right out.”
Chuckling softly, Ethan stretches his arm over her shoulders and pulls her into him and lays his cheek against her head. “I have no problem with you falling asleep on me, darlin’.”
Giggling, she sighs and then looks out the window, watching the scenery as I take the next exit to find the frontage road that circles the lake. This is the moment where we’ll know for sure if that sedan is following us. The exit I’m taking isn’t one that’s popular since there are mainly only seasonal cabins and tourists staying out here.
Sure enough, the moment I slow down to exit, I see the car weave to the side again, only to turn on the turn signal to follow us. By the time we begin the winding trek around the lake, he’s a decent distance behind us, no longer needing to stay close since the van continued on the highway.
What a fucking idiot.
I’m not sure what he’s thinking, but he’s obvious as fuck and should know that this is what we do for a living.
Easing off the gas, I slow down to see if he’ll get closer and I can get a clearer view of him in the car. It was the wrong move because the moment he creeps closer, he slams on his brakes and jerks his car to the shoulder, only to pop a U-turn and race off in the opposite direction.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I should have waited and done nothing to give the cops a chance to catch up to us.
“Oh, wow! That cabin is huge!” Mina says, leaning toward her window to catch sight of one of the high-end cabins in the area. I’m so fucking thankful that she isn’t aware of what’s going on right now. My adrenaline is pounding through my veins with the need to whip our car around and chase Danny down, but I know I can’t do it. Not with her in the car.
“I think one of the state senators owns that one,” Ethan shares with her as he rapidly texts what just happened to whomever he contacted.
The rest of the drive is uneventful, but my fury at Danny hasn’t abated. Currently, I have no way to expel the energy coursing through my body. Ethan and I both do our best to stay engaged while Mina makes comments about the houses and the lake. I know we’ve failed as she eventually falls silent for the remaining fifteen minutes of the drive.
Pulling into the driveway, I shut the car off and squeeze my fingers around the steering wheel. I’m fucking livid that Danny somehow followed one of us to the park and most likely watched Ethan and Mina.
How the fuck did we miss him?
I stay seated in the car while Ethan helps her out but jerk in my seat when immediately after the door shuts, there’s a small tap at my window. Opening my door, I step out, forcing her to take a few steps back.
Ethan’s retreating back slips into the house, leaving me alone with an obviously confused Mina.
“Max, what happened? It’s like a switch flipped and you disappeared.” Her concern over me has my chest clenching. I don’t want to lie to her. I won’t lie to her, but I also don’t want to take away from her day.
My throat bobs as I fight against my emotions. “Can I tell you tomorrow? I promise I’ll fill you in tomorrow. I just…” I trail off and take a deep breath. “I don’t want to tonight.”
Her lips tilt up slightly, giving me my out. “Of course. Is there anything I can do to help? Anything I can do for you?”
Looking skyward, I rein myself in, then focus back on her. Her eyes are on my neck, then trail up to my lips once more, before focusing back on my stare. “I really didn’t want to step on Ethan’s toes, but fucking hell Mina, I need to feel you.”
She seems surprised by my honesty but doesn’t shy away. Without hesitation, she steps into me, slipping her arms around my waist, and then settles her head against my chest. “Like this?” Her innocent question unravels me.
There’s no stopping my arms from reaching her and gripping her hips, squeezing tightly and pressing her against me more firmly. I lean down and run my nose along her cheek, smiling when I feel her shudder, then over to her ear, where I whisper, “Almost.”
Spinning us around, I don’t release her hips when I use my body to press her against the car. Mina’s legs instantly widen to allow my body room, and I hoist her up to her toes so I can slide my knee between her legs to press against the frame.
Once I’ve got her balanced on my thigh, my hands roam up her sides until they’re settled on both sides of her neck. Her head falls back to gaze up at me, and my heart is thundering against my ribcage. “I want to kiss you so goddamn bad right now; I’m fucking aching. Will you let me take you to my bed? Nothing has to happen that you don’t want, but I need you like I need my next breath.”
Her eyes bounce back and forth between mine, knowing that if she says yes, there’s no going back. We’re in this. All of us.
A flash of guilt hits me when I remember Ethan is most likely inside waiting for her, but it’s like he reads my mind when I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. Without taking my eyes off this gorgeous, fascinating creature in front of me, I pull my phone out, then quickly look down to read what it says.
Ethan: Vincent went to the station to help with Danny. You’re good, brother. I’ll keep an eye on the property tonight.
Relief slams into me. Ethan knows me; knows where my heads at right now. This is just another notch firmly in the ‘this is going to fucking work’ column.
Shoving my phone back into my pocket, my eyes heat when the tips of her white teeth are dug into her slightly swollen lip. “Mina,” I breathe out and then press my cheek against hers, whispering into her ear. “Let me have you.”
“Yes,” her whispered answer hisses out, making goosebumps rise across my skin.
“Thank Christ.”
Hoisting her up my body, she buries her face into my neck as she wraps her arms and legs around me.
Gripping her ass with one hand and banding my arm around her body to keep her against me, I carry her to my bed.
Chapter 45
Need You
Max
Kicking the door shut behind me, I pause in my room for just a second with Mina still clinging to me. This moment is more than just lust and anticipation. This is where she and I become an ‘us’.
I have to center myself before I scare the shit out of her and make sure this is something she actually wants. She needs to know that this isn’t just a quick fuck for me.
And for fuck’s sake, I have to calm down before I lay her on the floor and drive my cock into her on the floor.
My body shudders when I feel her sharp nails dig into my shoulders with shaking hands and I know we should talk, but I can’t. With a clogged throat, I just grip her to me tighter, unable to move us to the bed.
It wasn’t a lie when I told her I was aching for her. She’s in me now and I’m terrified that if I loosen my arms, she’ll disappear.
“Mina,” I choke out.
I feel her breath against the skin on my neck as she releases a soft whimper into it. Her legs tighten around my waist like she’s afraid I’ll put her down.
“Mina, Christ… I need you to look at me.”
Her legs begin to loosen around me, but I dig my fingers into her ass to keep her still. Finally, she pulls her head back and my breath catches when I see the amount of emotion swirling through her eyes. Her lids are heavy, breathing hard like she can barely catch her breath. She mouths my name, but no sound escapes.
Bouncing her body up against mine, I bring her higher, so our faces are level. “I need to know you want this. I don’t want to do anything you aren’t ready for, so you have to use your words again and tell me you want me as desperately as I want you.”
There’s an answering throb where I’m swollen and pressed against her heated center. Every part of me is desperate to surround her, worship her, and be inside of her.
“I’m g-good… I do… I-” My mouth finds hers, cutting her off as she stumbles through her agreement.
My feet are moving us toward my bed before I realize it. The moment we reach the side, I keep her against my body as I crawl us up the bed before lowering us, our lips never parting from each other.
Sliding a hand under her back, I push it up until I’m cupping the back of her head and angling my mouth to slide my tongue deeper into her mouth. Mina’s soft cry fuels me, my fingers threaded through her hair tighten marginally, tugging at the roots. It’s like I can’t get close enough to her, and my pounding heart pumps my blood so quickly that I feel almost dizzy.
I can’t think straight as I taste her over and over, and I fight the urge to rip her clothes off and sink into her.
Mina’s hands roam over my shoulders and back, coming back to grip the sides of my neck to prevent me from pulling away. I couldn’t pull away if you held a gun to my head. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to pull away from her. She tastes like fucking heaven.
Her legs are still wrapped around my waist, clinging to me as tightly as I’m holding on to her. I groan into her mouth when I feel her roll her hips in a small circle, either testing me or unable to hold her body’s natural response to what we’re doing.
I have to taste more of her skin, her flavor searing into me. Dragging my mouth from hers, I trail my lips across her cheek, then down to the sensitive skin just below her ear and nip a little more sharply than I probably should. I’m losing control of my body. I just want to consume her.
“I can’t think,” she cries out as I nip and suck across her neck, my hand in her hair holding her head back to give me better access.
“Don’t think. Just be here with me.” Pushing up an inch so I can look down at her, I take in her dilated eyes and hair spread across my pillow that’s escaped from her braid. Vincent is constantly playing with her hair, and when I tug the rubber band off the end of her braid to separate the strands, I understand why he’s so enraptured with it. Her hair feels like silk under my fingers.
My gaze flicks over her face, inches away as I fully undo the braid and I give her a reassuring smile. “I want to see this spread out under you. You’re so goddamn beautiful, dove.”
Mina’s breath is coming quickly as I take my time with her hair, but my breath hitches and then stops when I feel her fingers dance along my side. She moves them slowly up to my chest, trailing along my abs until they stop at the buttons of my shirt. I take a breath when her fingertips brush against them, frozen and unable to move or do anything until I know what she plans to do.
She hasn’t taken her eyes off mine, and now it seems as though she’s seeking permission from me. Giving her a small nod of permission, my heart thunders when she slips the first button free in the center of my chest.
My body is shaking as I hold back, giving her the time she needs to slide each button free until my shirt is hanging open around her body.
She searches my face for something, but I don’t know the question she’s asking. I want to tell her how I feel about her, that she’s the missing part of my soul. I want to tell her I’ll take care of her for as long as she’ll let me, and shelter her from every storm that comes rolling in. I want to tell her I fucking love her, because Christ, I do. But the words stay frozen in my throat, knowing that I need to wait until she’s worked through whatever is running through her head.
The moment her skin flushes under me and her eyes soften, she pushes up to bring her body closer. When her fingers brush against my skin, my muscles clench from the contact. She pulls her hand away immediately, looking unsure.
Grabbing her arm, I pull her hand back and press it against my chest, covering it with my own. “Don’t be afraid to touch me. I want you to touch me,” I urge her. Her fingers curl under mine, digging her nails into my skin, and the tension breaks between us with that small flinch of her fingers.
We both move at the same time, our lips slamming together in a frenzy, and there’s no thinking as we pull the rest of our clothes off. We only part for a moment as I help her drag her dress over her head, but the moment it’s tossed to the floor, we’re reconnected.
With both of us naked, her hand skates down my chest and she spreads her fingers out over my skin, brushing her nails across my nipple. The sharp, painful pleasure has my hips bucking against hers when she digs in slightly, sending a bolt of pleasure straight into my cock.
Mina spreads her legs further as I begin to rock against her, sliding my length between her pussy lips. Her skin is like satin under my fingers, her pussy hot and dripping for me, welcoming me to her.
Reaching down, I stroke a finger through her folds and groan into her neck when she cries out, bucking her hips against my hand. “Mina,” I pant, “I want to take my time with you, but I can’t think straight. You feel so fucking good.”
Her head falls back, and she squeezes her eyes shut when I sink two fingers into her, keeping my thumb on her clit. She makes a grab for my back, pulling me closer, gripping and releasing my skin like she doesn’t know what to do with her hands.
“Max,” she groans out, then opens her eyes to find me staring at her. “Please,” she whispers.
Pulling my fingers from her heat, I run my hand and her wetness down the outside of her thigh and grip her under her knee, hiking it up higher to open her further for me. Staying locked on her face, I shift my hips to notch the head of my cock at her entrance and press in.
Mina’s mouth falls open as I keep moving, not pulling back until I’m fully seated inside of her, my balls resting against her ass, and her muscles pulsing around me. Fuck, she feels like fucking heaven and sin all wrapped up in a perfect package.
