“Suck it.” I take it into my mouth, and he pulls me to the edge of the bed, the pillow staying where it is, and slides straight into me. I moan loudly, and when he moves ever so slowly, I feel him hit that spot, that magical spot. I go to scream out my pleasure as his hips start moving faster, the lollipop has fallen out and is now somewhere in his bed.
He covers my mouth and leans down. “Wren is sleeping.” He doesn’t remove his hand from my mouth, but he doesn’t stop fucking me either. Keir keeps me pinned in place with a pillow under my hips so when he slides in, he hits all the right angles and fucks me into submission.
That’s what his cock does.
Fucks me so hard that when he pulls out, I will do and say anything he wants.
I just hope he doesn’t ask me again.
Because I am not that girl any longer.
I did that with Dillan, let him decide when I could move in, what I could do, and he had his say well and truly after that. Never again!
My back arches and Keir’s hands roam over my body as I come.
Bliss.
Pure unadulterated bliss.
It’s the only way to describe how he makes me feel.
Keir groans as he leaves me, and I moan at the loss.
Completely spent, I watch as he goes to the crib.
Sitting up slightly, I admire his naked ass—and let me tell you, I could bounce a coin on that ass—in its full glory as he reaches into the crib.
“She’s hungry.”
I go to move, but he’s already walking out with her completely naked. A small laugh leaves me unexpectedly, and I throw myself back on his bed and wait for them to come back.
When they do, he climbs in next to me and I take her from him. I smile as I look down at her while she drinks—my sweet girl.
“How was your night?” he asks, and I lift my head and smile.
“It was good. I like Piper, she’s something else.”
“Yes, something else entirely.” He groans and shakes his head. “But, believe it or not, she can kick a grown man’s ass while wearing heels and still walk away smiling.”
I laugh at his words.
Oh, that reminds me.
“I saw your friend last night. He told me to tell you he says hi.”
“Who?” he asks, brows pinched together.
“Romarc,” I answer.
Before I know it, he’s off the bed and out of the room.
Still butt naked.
Chapter Twenty-One
Keir
My feet move fast as I run down the hall to Joey’s room. He rubs his eyes when I slam open his door, then he sits up and shakes his head, closing his eyes again.
“It’s too early to be seeing your damn cock. Fuck off!” His hand waves me off and he flops back down in his bed.
“Get the fuck up. Now.” Anger is the only emotion my voice is capable of right now. He does as I command, jumping from his bed, and reaching for pants, pulling them on followed by a shirt. He hands me a pair of pants and I slide them on.
“What’s wrong, boss?” His tone serious now.
“Romarc paid a visit to Sailor last night.”
Joey’s back straightens at my words. “He what?” he asks in disbelief.
“Time to stop playing nice.”
Joey nods as we walk out of his room.
Sailor, wearing only my shirt, meets us in the hallway. “What’s wrong?”
“Where is Wren?” I ask her.
“She’s in her crib. Now tell me what’s wrong.”
I step up close to her, get in her face, and kiss her lips. She tastes sweet. She always tastes sweet. “Stay here. Don’t leave the house.” She goes to argue, but she must see something in my face, so she nods instead.
“I planned to order in and stay in bed all day with Wren.”
“Use my card, order whatever you want. Don’t leave. Don’t even think about leaving.”
“You’re pushing it now,” she bites out. “I’m fine if you ask nicely, but if you get all demanding on me, I won’t fucking listen to you.”
She turns away from me, and I capture her hand, pull her back, and kiss the side of her neck. “I love you.”
She gasps at my words.
I let her go and see Joey staring at me with wide eyes.
I nod at him and we walk off.
When I look back, she hasn’t moved.
You didn’t really think I would keep him at my house, did you? Someone like me would learn early on that you keep your business out of your home.
Well, unless it’s holding a very attractive woman hostage, that is. Granted, that was the first time I’d ever done that. It’s what fucked me over right from the start.
I should have taken her out into the alley and shot her.
That was the plan.
But instead, I took her.
That was the backup plan.
I don’t regret that decision now in the slightest.
I’d take her again in a heartbeat.
“Tell me.” I lean over him, my non-delivery food guy, with my clothes now covered in blood. His blood. Joey sits to the side, a cigarette at his lips as he smirks at me.
“He took her.”
He’s already told me everything, as much as he can anyway, but I knew he was holding something back. They’re always in hopes they can use it for leverage.
“Took who?” The guy spits and it lands on my bare feet. Looking down to the blood that coats my toes, then back to him, I smack him hard across his face. He’s already missing two fingers, has been cut to shreds, yet he still wants to be a smartass.
He has some balls.
Pity I plan to cut them off him as well.
“Your fiancée,” he says, smirking through broken teeth.
“I fucking told you,” Roberto screams from behind me.
“Sit the fuck down,” I tell him and look back to my non-food delivery dude. “Where is she?” He shakes his head.
For fuck’s sake, I don’t have time for this. Reaching behind me, Joey slides a gun into my hand, and I push the barrel into the guy’s face. His eyes are half-closed, not able to open the whole way, due to the pounding I have given him with my knuckles.
“Hopefully in a million pieces, if Romarc has his way. He will send her to you piece by piece.”
“Thanks for the idea.” I place my hand behind me again, and Joey puts something cool in my palm. In two swift movements, I cut off the guy’s pointer finger. Screams echo through the hall, and Roberto pulls me back by my shoulder, which makes Joey step up next to me.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Roberto asks, his eyes steady on me.
“You really have it bad for her, don’t you?”
“She’s your fiancée, are you not worried for her?” Roberto bites back. He has never been like this. Ever. Something for sure is up his ass. Yes, he had a crush on Paige all those years ago, but she has never had eyes for him. Paige is what we like to call a self-centered, cares about no one but herself, cunt. She couldn’t give two shits about anyone and only cares about what she can get out of any given situation.
“No more games, it’s time to find him.” Joey nods and leaves, and I look to Roberto. “Go!” His head snaps up and he follows, closing the door behind him.