Another group of vendors was located on the other side of the exhibitor parking lot. It was starting to get dark, so they took a shortcut through the sea of trailers and tents to get there before all the booths were closed. As he started across an open area, she suddenly grabbed his hand and shoved him against the back of a trailer. Her lips were against his and her hands were unzipping his fly.
“Olivia—”
“Don’t you even,” she said, nipping his lower lip. “You started this. I haven’t been able to concentrate on hardly anything. All I can think about is having you inside me.”
“A good problem to have,” he growled.
She produced a condom from somewhere and he was quickly sheathed. Jumping up, she wrapped her legs around his waist and lowered herself onto him. He’d been expecting to feel the toy, but didn’t.
“Where…is…it?” he asked as he drove into her heat.
“My purse. Didn’t want the condom to rip.”
He kept one palm braced on the trailer next to her head while the other cupped her ass. She made these breathy little sounds in his ear with every thrust of his hips, driving him mad with desire. He grunted, and the toe-curling friction around his cock had him almost ready to—
Laughter came from the other side of the trailer and they heard the door opening.
Olivia’s whole body froze.
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“Shhh.” And then another sexy sound, quieter this time, came from her lips. Her nails dug into his shoulders. “I’m…I’m coming.”
Her inner walls clenched him even tighter. The friction was unbearable and the dam of pressure broke. Holding onto her perfect ass to keep himself seated deep inside her, he groaned into her hair as he came.
Dark and Deadly: Eight Bad Boys of Paranormal Romance by Jennifer Ashley, Alyssa Day, Felicity Heaton, Erin Kellison, Laurie London, Erin Quinn, Bonnie Vanak and Caris Roane
CHAPTER 16
It was late when they arrived back at Reckless. When Olivia checked her messages, their plans to stay in the next day and play with their new toy changed, but it got plenty of use that night.
“I’d say we’ve gotten our money’s worth already,” Asher said as he pulled her close and fell asleep.
The iron arch of Grass Lawn Cemetery stretched above them as they drove through the entryway the next day. Olivia shivered, but not because she was cold. These places always reminded her of the day her father died and of her failure to save him.
Marco’s wife had left a message on her cell, letting her know about the funeral services this afternoon. She didn’t want to go, but Marco had been a great guy and taken a chance on her. It wouldn’t have been right to skip it.
Asher parked behind a long string of cars. “Doing okay?” he asked, squeezing her hand.
She smiled. “Thanks for coming with me.”
He’d been in the garage that morning, working on some kid’s motocross bike, when she’d asked if she could borrow his car for a few hours to attend the funeral. She was surprised when he told her he wanted to come with her.
She wasn’t sure what it was, but she felt better around him, as if she were more capable of handling things that would normally drain her mentally. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that, unlike when she healed others, doing the same for Asher hadn’t exhausted her. He took nothing away from her, thereby leaving her strong.
“You bet,” he said, smiling.
She glanced down when her cell phone buzzed. It was a reminder that she had a voicemail message she hadn’t listened to yet. And she wasn’t going to, either. She tucked the phone back in her purse.
Along with Sandy’s message, there had been several from David, saying he needed her forwarding address to send her last paycheck. No way in hell was she returning that call or telling him where she lived, even though she was moving soon. He didn’t owe her any money. The message was a ploy to get her to call him, and when she did, he’d threaten to expose her if she didn’t come back to work for him and his underground fighting ring.
She and Asher stood near the back, just barely under the awning. Rows of chairs filled with Marco’s family and friends surrounded a gleaming walnut coffin in the middle. She smelled the soil of the freshly dug grave underneath the square of AstroTurf, but couldn’t see any dirt. Guess it made death more palatable not to see the gaping hole that would soon contain the body of their loved one.
After the pastor talked about Marco’s life and read a few passages of scripture, he opened up the podium for family and friends to say what was on their hearts. Almost every person mentioned something about the brutal barbarians being brought to justice. Asher remained stiff and she slipped her hand into his, squeezing it slightly.