Hold On Tight(62)

My need to keep her safe and protected had just found an all-new level of possessiveness. Sienna wasn’t just Micah’s mother, she was my woman. Mine. I didn’t want her sleeping without me. I didn’t want her waking up without me. I didn’t fucking want her bathing without me.

There was a good fucking chance I was completely obsessed with her. I didn’t get obsessed with anything. Ever. But Sienna was different. She’d always been different. She’d found something inside me and brought it to life when we were kids. After years of fighting it and forgetting her, I had given in and let myself feel. And I fucking felt a lot. More than I thought possible.

The look my daddy gave my momma when she walked into a room now made complete sense to me. When Preston kept Amanda latched at his side like he couldn’t breathe without her and Cage growled at any man he thought looked at Eva too long, I got that. So fucking completely got that.

Hell, I was pretty damn sure I was going to become so much worse than any of them. Even Krit and his inability to sing onstage without having Blythe near him—that made sense to me.

“You gonna eat all that by yourself?” Sienna asked, and I looked up from her long, silky legs to see her eyes halfway open as she looked at me.

“I’m gonna feed the sexy woman in my bed,” I told her. I shoved off from my stance against the door frame and walked over to the bed to sit down beside her.

She moved to sit up and the sheet fell, letting the most amazing set of tits in the world free. Fuck yeah. Those were mine.

“They aren’t hungry. I am,” Sienna teased as she pulled the sheet back up to cover herself.

I jerked my gaze off her chest and rested it on her face. The sleepy, well-taken-care-of smile on her lips and her hooded eyes made it hard to think about feeding her. I wanted to be in her. Again.

“Open up,” I told her, and took a forkful of cake and slipped it into her pretty pink mouth.

“I was thinking while you slept that it would be fun to rub this icing on several parts of your body and lick it off. Think we might have to try that later.”

Sienna ducked her head, but I saw the smile on her face. She scooted closer to me until her front pressed against my arm. When she looked back up at me, there was a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. “Only if I can put some on you and lick it off.”

“Anytime you want to lick me, baby, you say the word and it’s yours. I don’t care where we are. If there’s a chance I can have that mouth on me, then I’ll want it. I’ll always want it.”

She dropped her gaze to my lap, and my already semi-erect cock went full-blown. I reached over and cupped her face with my hand and tilted it so that her eyes were on mine. “This thing with you and me. It’s real. No one else. You got me. Just us. Not letting you go, Sienna. I’ve waited too damn long, and now that I finally have you, I sure as hell ain’t leaving you.”

She didn’t respond at first, but I could see the questions in her eyes. She’d come over here to bring me a cake and tell me how she felt about me. Then I’d taken it from that to an exclusive relationship overnight. Literally.

“You said you don’t do this,” she said, almost in a whisper.

“I don’t. Never have. Never wanted to. But then, I’d never had you. I always thought I’d never find this. I wasn’t looking for it. But now that I’ve got it, I won’t let it go. I’ll do whatever I have to in order to keep you happy.”

Her big eyes filled with tears and she blinked, wetting those long eyelashes of hers. “Then we’re an us,” she said with a sweet smile that made my heart do funny shit.

“I’m warning you now that I’m not gonna be easy to deal with. I want you by my side. In my bed. I don’t want you away from me. I don’t want to do that space shit. I’m gonna be in your space every fucking chance I get.”

Sienna laughed and reached over to dip her finger in the icing. “Hmm . . . Dewayne Falco doesn’t want to be apart from me. He wants to be in my space. I guess there could be worse things in life than that,” she said in a serious tone. “If you’re in my space, then I’ll get more chances to do things like this.” She held up her finger and grinned. “Pull down those sweats,” she ordered.

I did as instructed and gripped the sheets beside me as Sienna coated the head of my dick with the icing on her finger. My breathing was getting faster as she took her time. My patience was just about to snap when she lowered her head and her tongue darted out and licked the tip in a teasing stroke.

“Mmmm,” she moaned.

I wanted to let her have her fun, but I was so close to begging it wasn’t funny. After three more licks her mouth opened and slid down over me. The roar of triumph that tore out of me only encouraged her more. She sucked and began sliding her mouth up and down my length.