I vaguely noticed his head lowering and then his tongue swiped over the peaks of my breasts teasingly before he closed his lips over one and suckled. My hands clutched at his head desperately, needing to keep him there. I heard the low keening sound made deep in my throat and suddenly his hand was there, where I needed him most. He skimmed it briefly over my clit before plunging two fingers inside my waiting walls.
My hand followed him down, directing his movements where I needed it and together we worked to fuck me with his invading fingers, while he latched on to my other nipple with his hot tongue, giving it the same treatment.
My orgasm came swift and was over as quick as it’d come. In the background I could hear the trilling of my phone ringing. Shit. Willow.
I jumped up from the tub quickly causing Keiran to lose his balance and fall on his ass. He shot me a bewildered look and if I weren’t in a rush I would have found it funny.
“Sorry. I have to go. Willow is waiting for me.” I rushed from the bathroom for my bedroom to get dressed.
“Where are you going?” I heard his deep voice across the room and turned to find him standing in my bedroom doorway with annoyance plastered all over his face.
“I’m going to see my grandma in Red Rock.” He remained quiet and I continued getting dressed and then ran a brush through my hair before letting it fall in long waves down my back. When I was ready I brushed past him to leave but he caught my arm.
“I’m going with you.”
“What? No you aren’t. Why?”
Instead of answering me he led me to the front door and used my key to lock up. The chill of the morning air greeted me and I suddenly wished for Keiran’s body heat. I noticed that he’d switched cars as he opened his car door and all but threw me inside. I watched him saunter to the driver’s side through the windshield until he seated himself and was grateful when he blasted the heat. I hated how cold it got in the North but Keiran never seemed to mind, even forgoing a coat sometimes. It made me wonder where he grew up if he was so comfortable in this weather.
Minutes later we were pulling into Willow’s driveway so I hopped out barely letting him stop the car and rushed for the door. I rang the doorbell and waited. After a few heartbeats I heard footsteps moving to the door then it opened and a half naked, male body greeted me.
My mouth opened and closed when words failed me. I was pretty sure I resembled a brain dead fish. I was not expecting him to answer the door. He was shirtless and his jeans were left opened, revealing tanned skin and the hard planes of his upper body. I looked up into his smug face, noticing his ruffled, bed hair. My shock turned into anger and I glared at him but he only smirked and moved aside letting me in.
I bounded up the stairs for Willow’s bedroom where I found her wrapped in bed sheets in the middle of the room and I took in her disheveled appearance. Her wide, sensual mouth was kiss swollen and passion marks decorated her neck and the top of her ample breasts and I was sure there were more under the sheets. She looked frustrated and close to tears and I immediately embraced her.
“I’m a failure to women around the world,” she cried out. Even in her stressed state, Willow still managed to find a joke in the situation.
“Why didn’t you tell me he was here? I would have come sooner.” I ignored the guilty feeling over what held me up.
“What would be the point? The damage was already done. Your phone call woke me up and when I saw him lying there beside me, last night came rushing back and then he woke up and we— we… Oh God,” she groaned.
That explains her not being dressed yet.
“What do I do, Lake? He will never let me go now.”
“Is that really what you want?”
“It doesn’t matter what I want. We can’t do this. We are from two different worlds.”
“It doesn’t seem to bother him.”
“But he’s using me. What happens when he gets tired of me?”
“Then he would be a fool.”
“I would get Buddy to kick his ass but the little shit has a man crush on him. They’re ‘the bestest buds’ now.” She rolled her eyes and I laughed. We both knew Buddy would never let anyone seriously hurt his sister. He adored her although he gave her a lot of shit. He may be younger but Buddy was fiercely protective.
“Where is he anyway?”
She shrugged. “I honestly don’t know. He isn’t around much anymore. My little Buddy bean is growing up,” she stated using her nickname for him that he hated.
“Well, let’s get you dressed. Grandma is waiting.”
“Yeah, we don’t want to keep that firecracker waiting too long. She will curse us both out.”
“Uh, more like all of us. Keiran is coming.”
She lifted an eyebrow curiously. “Oh, wow. Grandma Lane will eat him alive. I can’t wait!” She rushed out of the room and moments later I heard the shower turn on.
I looked over at Pepé, who was in the corner curled up on his pillow sleeping. I hoped the little guy slept through whatever occurred in this room. I remembered the depth of her screams when I walked in on them weeks ago. Poor guy was probably traumatized.
I left the room and headed back downstairs where I heard two male voices speaking low. I cleared the living room doorway where they were sitting and their talking immediately stopped as they looked at him.
I shot Dash a withering glance before plopping down on the recliner. I felt their stares on me but they remained quiet.
“Are you two done man-bashing already?” Dash joked. I snorted and pulled out my phone to text my aunt rather than answer him.
However when he stood up and headed for the stairs my attention diverted back to him. “Where are you going?” I questioned, hostility dripping from my voice.
“Bro, get your woman out of my business,” he laughed. I ignored his insinuation that Keiran could control me even though we both knew he did.
“Leave her alone.”
“I’ll never leave her alone. You of all people should know that.” His eyes flicked to Keiran and back to me, suggestively.
“She doesn’t want you, Dash.”
“And yet she hasn’t told me no,” he grinned and I hated his cocky attitude.
“You could be the man you claim to be and give her what she wants.”
His entire demeanor changed in a flash. I watched his eyes harden and his jaw clenched leaving behind traces of the easy-going guy. “I’m not interested in what she think she wants. But I do know what she needs and I’ll be the one to give it to her. The rest doesn’t matter.”
Chapter Twenty-Six
“I still don’t understand why you needed to come,” Willow griped from the backseat. Willow and I were finally on the road, heading to Red Rock plus two.
“Because it upsets you so much. You know…we were friends for a short time but when did you get so bitchy?”
“Right around the time your dick started showing…and I don’t mean the one between your legs.”
“Ssss, ouch. You burn me, baby. You burn me.”
If they kept up the bickering then I was in for a long ride. Keiran had yet to say a word to me since we left my house. I could tell he was pissed but I didn’t know what for and told myself I didn’t care. I peeked at him in the driver’s seat but his face was unreadable.
It was at least an hour and a half drive ahead of me with a bickering couple and a brooding lover for company. I pulled out my iPod and played the first song in the cue.
My favorite song, The Sweetest Thing, flowed through the tiny buds of my headphones. Nice.
* * *
We pulled onto the flowery estate of Whispering Pines an hour later and only then did I remove my ear buds. Sometimes I begrudged my grandmother the peaceful hideaway, although I could do without the smell of Ben-gay and antiseptic.
On these visits, I made sure to keep my appearance as close to the pictures my grandmother had in her room as possible. I was really young when she was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s so she still associated me with the image of the younger me. During each visit I brought her a new picture of me to make it easier. She also kept pictures of Willow since she often came with me.