Chapter 18
Tuck
“Now do me.” She gazes up at me. “Who am I?“[]
I blink as my head refocuses off sex and stumbles through the alcohol in my system to recall our previous conversation. “You’re smart. Your career is probably something artsy. You’re wearing a locket which holds a photo of someone you lost.” I pause, remembering her tattoo with the bent wing. I graze my fingers over the yellowing bruise on her arm. I’ve seen worse, she said. “Someone has hurt you before, and if you tell me who, I will make sure he never does again.“]
The air around us thickens as our eyes hold; then she glances away.[]
splaying my fingers on her cheek gently, I tug her jaw back. “Hey. I shouldn’t have said the last part. I shouldn’t assume.“]]
Her black lashes lower. “Maybe it’s because we’re strangers that you feel you can say those things. We don’t know each other. We can spill secrets, then let it go tomorrow.”
“So I was right?” The protective alpha inside me stirs.
“No one hurts me anymore,” she murmurs. “I’m different now. Stronger.”
My little brave princess.” I ease the veil off her head and arrange her hair around her shoulders and chest, trailing my fingers through the sleek thickness. Her head instinctively leans into my palm when I cup her cheek. She kisses my palm, and scorching lust that’s been building since she slid between my legs sizzles like an electrical line dropped in my skull.]
e.”
My thumb brushes her bottom lip as I picture my cock sliding between those plump petals. “Do me.”
Her pale–blue eyes devour me, from my backward hat and heavy scruff to my expensive leather loafers. She takes my hands, traces the calluses, and then drags her index finger from the tip of my middle finger to my palm. She unsnaps the black leather cuff I wear and strokes the ragged scars on the underside of my wrist, lingering for a moment, then dips her head and kisses them.]]
It’s barely even a touch, and I groan.]]
She looks up. “You work with your hands. Maybe you’re a carpenter or own a construction company, a successful one judging by your suit. You don’t have a faded line on your ring finger, so you’re not married. You’re a physical person and not a stranger to fighting.” Her eyes trail back up and lock with me. She laces both of our hands together and chews on her bottom lip, and I can’t see her true expression, but…[]
“What is it?” I ask softly, sensing her hesitation.[]
She presses our masks together, nose to nose, and stares at me. “You have the most incredible eyes, green with yellow sparks. Tiger eyes. I see a dark side there.“]]
1 huff out an uneasy laugh. “What? No.“[]
Her lips quirk. “We all have darkness. People you see on the street, people you work with, people you love, people you hate. If there’s no darkness, then there’s no room for light. And when that darkness hits you, and it will, all that matters is that you keep going, one step at a time until you’re up and back on your Journey.” She dips her head, sneaking a glance at me. “Sorry. Tequila makes me chatty.“[]
Before I can reply. Deacon and Snow White show up, and Princess Bride turns to them and hugs Snow White. I huff as I realize they know each other. No wonder she laughed at any description of her.]
When a fast song huts the speakers, they turn back to us, take our hands, and tug us out to the dance floor. Jasper and his twins join us. We dance, one song after another. Time blurs as people mill around us. When a slow song comes on, I ease her into my arms. “We sway together, our bodies brushing against each other. You’d think we wouldn’t make a good fit with the size difference, but we do, her head pressed against my chest as my nose dips to her hair. My hands stroke her back, sliding inside the fabric at her waist to touch the lace of her panties.[]
This is what I know.[]
she dorsal know who I am, and she wants me, not the famous footballer
I lean down to us ear. “Br wicked with me tonight. Fil nake you forget the guy who hurt you.“[]
Before she can reply, Jasper pulls me aside, demanding i get cake “because he’s a great fucking party planner and it’s my tradition,” but I barely focus on what he’s saying!)
I don’t want cake anyoure I want her!}
but he insists, even telling them it’s my birthday, su as a group, we head upstairs to the food area. I grab a slice of chocolate cake off the dessert table, then slide in the booth where they are My princess hikes up her dress and straddles my lap as she faces me. Her core slides against my groin, and my hands clench around her we
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Jasper yells out encouragement to her as she flips my cap off and runs her hands through my hair. Giggling, she forks over bites of cake to me, then some for herself.
