A Little Harmless Addiction(50)

The moment she said the words, she wanted to pull them back. They were too honest, too raw. And she had yet to admit it to anyone. Maybe even to herself. She had said the words enough times, but it wasn’t until now that she realized how true it was.

“Don’t.”

“What?”

“Don’t look like that. Don’t ever be ashamed of anything you say to me. Not if you’re being honest with me. Who gives a fuck who you were before?”

“I do.”

He sighed. “I don’t. I care who you are today. You might not be the same person to the world, but inside, where it counts, you are there. That strong core, that winner, she’s still there. She might be regrouping a bit, getting by each day, but she’s there. You’re the same person. Your perspective is just different.”

She shook her head as she felt tears roll down her cheeks. “My brothers want me to be who I was before. My family and friends. They don’t like me like this.”

He shook his head. “Oh, baby, you’re wrong. What they want is to undo what happened.”

She sniffed. “How do you know that?”

“Because of what happened to May. And going through what we did as kids.” He took a quick drink. “After Mom died, we all changed. Dad, well he’s always been Dad, but there was something different. He lost something we can’t understand.”

“You lost your mother.”

He nodded. “Yeah, but it is different when someone loses a mate. It crushed him. I have never seen my father fall apart like that. It was scary but understandable. Aionas mate for life.”

“Huh.”

“And I would give anything to have my mother back, but there are good things that came out of it. May and I stayed close. It was at a time when I should have been moving away from her, getting older, but instead, it allowed us to be friends as well as brother and sister. It also made her one hell of a strong woman. And that is what I see in you. You were strong before and you’re still strong. You just see yourself and the world differently.” He smiled. “You’re still Queen Jocelyn.”

She felt her eyes widen. “Who told you that name?”

“Chris mentioned it a few times before.”

He was sitting there, a quiet smile on his face, telling her she was a strong woman. He didn’t blame her for her mistakes, wasn’t waiting for her to fall apart. And he liked her just like she was.

She leaned forward and took his face into her hands and kissed him there. It was simple, in this room, in this moment. She felt such affection for a man because he said she was still the woman she was before. The kiss turned ravenous as she pushed him back on the bed. She heard a pasta bowl fall on the floor and she ignored it, ignored everything but this man. She lay on top of him as she slipped her tongue between his lips. She could taste the red wine, the pasta, the affection.

In that moment, she knew she was in major trouble. But she didn’t give a damn. She sat, straddled him and pulled off her robe. She didn’t know where it landed as she tossed it aside. His cock twitched against her pussy. She was already growing damp at the thought of having him inside of her, but she wanted something else, wanted to give him something.

He was watching her. His eyes were barely open, but Jocelyn could sense the hunger in them. Even in the dimly lit room. She kissed her way down his chest, slipping her tongue over his nipple ring, giving it a tug before she continued down. He was a delight of sinewy muscles and golden flesh. She couldn’t get over some of the tattoos either. She had never been a woman into them, and she would never get them because she was a bit of a wuss when it came to needles, but on Kai, they added to his sensuality. She slipped off to the side of him as she reached his cock.

He was hard, waiting. She let her breath feather over the tip and smiled when it jerked. It was dark, filled with blood. She dragged her tongue over the top, enjoying the salty sweet taste of him. Even in this, it was different with Kai. Jocelyn had always been comfortable with her sexuality, but with Kai, there seemed to be no barriers. She took just the head of his penis into her mouth as she continued to swirl her tongue over it. Then she took him in her mouth. He groaned as he lifted his hips. Soon they were working in rhythm, as she started taking him farther and farther into her mouth.

“Fuck,” he muttered the moment before he grabbed her hips and dragged her pussy over his mouth. His tongue slipped in right away, gliding over her clit again and again. He shook his head from side to side and then moaned against her clit. The vibrations moved over her flesh and pulled a moan from her. She slid her hand to his sac, squeezing him as he worked over her dripping sex, pulling her clit into his mouth. The scrape of his teeth had her coming, shivering with her release. But she would not stop. Even as she moaned, she widened her mouth to take all of him in. His cock bumped the back of her throat once, twice…