Thief:A Bad Boy Romance(40)

 

I stroke my fingers in and out, gently sucking her clit between my lips as I swirl it mercilessly with my tongue. Her legs tighten around my ears, her fingers pulling hard at my hair and her whole body arching off the lawn chair.

 

“I’m- I’m going to-”

 

She cries out when she comes, her whole body seizing up and bucking against me. Her breath comes staggered and shattered as she melts into me, her honey coating my tongue and her body going limp for me.

 

I linger another minute, making her moan as she struggles for breath, my tongue dragging lazy circles across her pussy until she’s dragging me up.

 

“Jesus, Silas-”

 

“Silas! You out here?” The sound of the backdoor banging open and her brother’s voice has us scrambling apart.

 

She jumps from the chair and grabs for her clothes, her face red and hot and her eyes darting wildly to the staircase down from the roof.

 

Fuck.

 

I yank my shirt back over my head, feeling my own heart racing a million miles an hour as I turn back to her.

 

“Stay up here, I’ll deal with him.”

 

I start to leave, but before I know it, I’m stopping and turning back to her. And I kiss her once more, pulling her against me and feeling her body sink into me as I sear my lips to hers.

 

I pull away and turn to grab my beer from the ground near my chair, but her hand touches my arm.

 

“Silas-”

 

I turn back to see her eyes wild and hot, her lips parted like she’s about to say something.

 

But she doesn’t.”

 

“Dude, you out here?”

 

Her whole face changes as she shakes her head. “Go!” she whispers urgently.

 

I lock my eyes with her for one more final second before I whirl away and head for the stairs.

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter Twenty

 

 

 

 

 

Silas

 

 

 

 

I clear my throat as I climb down the rickety metal stairs from the roof down to the ally behind O’Donnell’s.

 

“Hey.”

 

Rowan glances up and grins as he shakes my head. “Stealing my beer again?”

 

“Same old, same old, man.” I wink. “Old habits.”

 

I’m doing my damnedest to keep causal, trying to ignore the roaring of my pulse in my ears, the lingering sounds of her moans in my head. I can still feel her skin in my fingertips. I can still taste her on my tongue.

 

Rowan eyes me. “Listen, man. Speaking of same old, same old.”

 

I swallow thickly as he shakes his head.

 

“Look, you and I are good, you know that right?”

 

I nod. I do know that. He’s the only one that ever got what happened that night, since he was there. And if he hated me for what happened, I’d be okay with that, because I know the crash and the fallout from that was better than bringing him into what that night turned into.

 

I might have derailed his life, but I made sure it didn’t end that night.

 

“What happened…” he trails off and looks away. “It happened. I’m okay with it, you know.”

 

“I couldn’t let you come that night, Rowan.”

 

He gives me a wry smile. “I know.” He shrugs. “Dude, hockey wasn’t my thing anyways.”

 

I raise a brow. “Buddy, you were all-state.”

 

He smirks and takes a sip from the beer in his hand. “There’s no bad blood there, you have to know that.”

 

I nod, clinking my beer against his when he raises it my way. “I know that.”

 

“But.”

 

He looks at me sharply.

 

“Look, you being back here in Shelter Harbor isn’t easy either.”

 

Yeah, no shit.

 

“Lot’s changed, Silas.”

 

“I know.”

 

He looks at me sharply. “Do you? Look, what you did for me is enough for me to even look past what you did to my sister.”

 

We lock eyes for a moment, the unspoken staying that way. He doesn’t know about the marriage, obviously. But he knows what we meant to each other, and he knows that I hurt her when I left. The whole damn Hammond family knows that.

 

“You might be back, and I might have asked you to come back.” He levels his eyes at me. “Make sure stealing beers from the cooler here is the only habit you pick back up.”

 

“Jesus, Rowan,” I growl. “I don’t do shit like that anymore.” I square my jaw at my friend. “Like you said, a lot’s changed.”

 

“I know, buddy, but you need to know that I stuck my neck out vouching for you to come here for this.” He points at me. “Stay away from Declan and all that shit, alright?”