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“You’re such a shit eating dickhead, you know that? Always in my fucking business. Stirring up trouble because you’re fucking pissed that she keeps turning her back on you to look at me.”
“You think you can keep her?” he grits out as Tylan tightens his grip around his neck. “She isn’t a possession. And she doesn’t need to clean up your shit.”
Tylan drops his grip on Cruise and immediately swings his fist, connecting with his jaw and knocking him on his butt in the middle of the living room. A scream rips from my throat.
“Get the fuck out,” Tylan seethes. “Get the fuck outta my house, away from my family. Next time you come sniffing around,” he bends down, “I will end you.”
I watch as Tylan stands, turning towards me. His face is unreadable as he passes me, and right when I think he’s going to continue alone, his hand shoots out, grabbing at my arm and taking me with him. He literally pulls me down the hall as I stumble to follow. Savannah, now on her cell, probably calling Sin, eyes us as we pass her. When I look back, I see Cruise shooting daggers at our retreating forms. A sudden yank on my hand has me turning back towards where I’m heading.
“Get in,” Tylan commands as he shoves me into the hall bathroom. My body jerks as the door slams behind him.
Turning around, I can see the emotions flooding his face. His lips are a tight, thin line as he stares down at me. “Wh–” I stammer, trying to get my own emotions and racing heart in check. “What are you doing?”
His eyes scan my face before grabbing the same wrist that Cruise had in his grasp. My wrist is red, and I can see the splotches of blood his grip brought to the surface of my skin. “Motherfucker, goddamn fucking cocksucker.” He feels up my arm, then searches my other arm.
“I’m fine.”
“Where else?”
“Where else?” I’m confused.
“Where else did he fucking touch you?”
I let my head fall back and blow out a long breath. “Here,” I say as I pull the waistband of my shorts and show him the scratch.
His eyes flare with additional anger, and he squats in front of me and inspects my injury. “He’s never to touch you again.” He lightly rubs the pad of his thumb over my skin, and I feel the touch of warm, soft lips against the skin of my hip.
“Never again,” he whispers against my flesh, making my skin pebble.
I watch in awe as he gently places the band of my shorts back in place before working his way up my body. His hands start low as they softly glide over my bare legs, up over my cotton shorts. The slight touch of his pinkies as he continues his way up, reaching his full height. He leans into me, searching my face.
Swallowing back the emotion, I will my voice to come. “I’m okay, Lick.”
His eyes dilate, turning his unusual brown hues into melted chocolate. He gently pulls a stray curl between his fingers before placing it securely behind my ear. I watch as his tongue darts out, wetting his lips. Tearing my eyes from his lips, my breath hitches when I’m met with the look of lust floating in his eyes. With sudden movement, he crashes his lips to mine. I tense at the action, but once the feel of his tongue sweeps along the seam of my lips, every worry dissolves as I melt into his touch.
Heaven.
The way her lips feel against mine is incomprehensible. Her taste, the feel of her tongue as she meshes with mine. Fucking perfect.
A moan from her lips has me grabbing at her, pulling her closer to me. When she yelps, I instantly step back. My eyes fall to where my hand is, and noticed it’s where that fucker scratched her.
“Sorry…”
The rise and fall of her chest tell me that she’s just as affected by me as I am her. “Hey.” She reaches up and places the palm of her hand against my face. “It’s okay. You didn’t hurt me.”
“I’d never,” I assure her.
“I know.” She smiles.
All I want to do is fucking kiss her constantly, every day for the rest of my life. “It’s another first,” I tell her. “I’ve never kissed anyone before.” Fuck me, I sound like such a fucking pansy ass. “Never felt the need to.” I pick her up and place her on the counter of the vanity. Grabbing her by the legs, I pull her closer towards me. “But I was wrong. It should’ve been about wanting…”
Her eyes flare with curiosity. She bites her lip, and my cock hardens more. Fuck me. If this woman keeps looking at me with those pure fucking eyes and her untainted spirit, I’m gonna be jerking my meat morning, noon and fucking night. Ain’t no other woman gonna be able to satisfy me now.
She brings her hands to my face and runs her nails over my beard, tugging my face to hers. “How about a little more want?” Her lips gently brush against mine. The tenderness of it all is something that I never thought I wanted, but now I know I’ll spend the rest of my life craving her taste.
“What the hell!” Sin’s voice along with his pounding fist comes from the other side of the door, breaking our connection. “Lick?”
Jenni slowly slinks from the counter top to her feet. She places her hands on my chest to push me away, and I instinctively grab them. “We need to go out there.”
