Devil You Know(Lost Boys Book 1)(110)
“Your mom and Mrs. Cooke were moved to Mrs. Cooke’s home in Westchester.”
“They were?”
“As soon as Cam learned of Guy’s involvement. Kimber and Ryder are being watched, if necessary they’ll be joining them.”
“I’ve never felt this kind of blinding rage before. I’ve never wanted to come out of my own skin from fury. I want to hit something, hurt something.” Tears filled my eyes as I looked pleadingly into his. “Please make it go away.”
Without a word, he pulled me close and kissed me deeply. My hands sought him, fury turning to passion. I couldn’t touch or taste him enough. I wanted him, every part all at once. My mouth moved over his shoulder, my tongue darted out to taste the salt on his skin. He tasted good, so fucking good. My hands started a journey down his chest, my mouth following. The hunger for him grew to the point that I bit him, right on the pec and hard enough that I drew blood. I froze. I had never in my life bitten a person and certainly not during sex. His hand wrapped around mine and brought it to his cock that was straining the denim. “Do that again and I’m coming on you not in you.”
He carried me to the bed and lowered me to my feet before yanking the tee over my head. He dropped his jeans, hooked an arm around my waist and pulled me down onto the bed.
His hands slid down my back to my ass where he squeezed, separating my cheeks as his cock pushed between my legs and he rubbed himself in the spot I wanted him to take.
“Please.”
“What do you need, baby.”
“You—hard, fast…I want it to hurt in a good way.”
He flipped me and pressed my chest into the mattress while holding my hips up high.
“If I’m too rough, say.”
He couldn’t ever be too rough.
“Thea?”
“Okay.”
The tip off his cock moved between my ass cheeks to my core that was already starting to spasm. I cried out when he rammed into me, filling me so completely it hurt to accommodate him.
“Are you okay?”
“Please don’t stop.”
He pulled out, my body desperate to hold him inside and then he was thrusting forward again. In and out, over and over, he slammed into me until the pain and pleasure blended into one life-changing orgasm. My limbs went weak, my mind emptied, but Damian wasn’t done. He pulled from me and settled on the edge of the bed.
“You fuck me now.”
I crawled to him, threw my leg around his waist and straddled him, holding myself just out of reach for a second before I sank down on his cock. His mouth found my breast, sucking hard as his tongue swirled around my nipple. I didn’t think I’d come again, but my muscles tensed, my body making the climb until I went off like a firecracker. His hands on my hips kept me moving as he found his release. The growl that rolled up his throat was the sexiest sound I’d ever heard.
My head dropped on his shoulder, his arms came around me. “Better?”
“Yes. I’m sorry.”
“Best fucking sex of my life. You better not be sorry.”
“I’m not really.”
He stood, carrying me since I was still wrapped around him, and climbed under the covers. I fell asleep. My body spent, my mind overwhelmed, but the one light in the darkness that my life seemed to have been plunged into held me as tightly as I held him.
I’m leaving for New York tomorrow.” Damian dropped on me at dinner the following night.
“What? New York? Why?”
“The late night phone calls you received were tracked back to Chris McKay.”
I’m sure I looked confused because I sure as hell felt it. “Chris McKay?”
“It’s a piece that doesn’t fit. I had someone on him, but he’s disappeared.”
“What do you mean he’s disappeared?”
“He’s gone under and well enough that I can’t find him. That says to me someone forced him to go under. I want to know who and why?”
“What are you thinking?”
“He was harassing you because of his daughter’s case and your link to Timothy Gallagher. My guess, he was doing similarly to Timothy Gallagher, but he has clients that would not be thrilled to have someone nosing around.”
“Are you saying you think he’s dead? What about his grandkids?”
“They’re staying with a distant relative. He hasn’t been to see them in several weeks. It’s more than likely that he isn’t tied to Cam’s investigation, but with his link to you I want to know exactly what his involvement is. I’ve gotten a lead on a possible direction as to who is pulling his strings.”
“And you have to go?”
“Everyone else is working on other things. Besides, he harassed you. That makes it personal for me.”