His head reared back. “Damn, I forgot about that. Still can’t believe there’s two mortgages on this place.”
“Yeah.”
“Sweetheart.”
The tone of his voice was exceedingly gentle, but it also struck me as being a condemnation and my defenses went up.
“I know, Punc. If it were just me, I’d have sold the place, or at least spoken to someone to get an idea of whether I’d even get any money out of it. But Cat deserves as much stability as I can give her.”
He shoved an arm under my waist, rolled to his back, and hauled me on top of his body. “Jesus. You’re so damned giving.”
“She’s my sister, Punc.”
“Yeah, but the way you’re sacrificing yourself for her… it’s really fuckin’ admirable, even if I want to tell you to start putting yourself first for a change.”
I shook my head. “She isn’t even an adult yet, Punc. I can put myself first once she’s off to college.”
He gathered my hair to one side and held it in his hand. With his other hand, he skimmed his fingers down my neck, along my upper chest, and over the swell of one of my breasts. “You’re so gorgeous, inside and out.”
I tilted my head. “Punc, caring about my sister doesn’t make me gorgeous on the inside. It’s what I’m supposed to do.”
He rolled us both so fast I let out a low, excited yelp. The stern look in his eyes made my smile falter, and I braced.
“It’s more than what you’resupposedto do, Savannah. Hell, your dad is supposed to care about both of you. He’s supposed to keep you two out of harm’s way and he’s put you both in the fuckin’ thick of it. Yeah, you’re supposed to take care of your sister, but plenty of bitches your age would force her to get a job and pull her weight.”
I knew I shouldn’t interrupt him, but my eyes widened at the idea that Cat wasn’t contributing. “She’s pitching in around here in other ways, Punc.”
He dipped his chin. “And there you go…you’re empathetic, you’re understanding. You want to shoulder as much of this burden as you can… andthatcomes from who you are, but I’m big believer that it comes from deep in your soul. Don’t ever tell me you aren’t gorgeous because you fuckin’ are.”
I pressed my lips together and stared at him. In this new position, I became more aware of certain things about him. “All right, honey, I won’t say I’m not gorgeous, but are you hard again after laying into me like that?”
He chuckled. “That’s a great choice of words… laying into you. Yeah, I’m hard again because I want to being laying into you in a different way. You down for that?”
I pushed against his shoulders. “More like I’m up for that, because I want to be on top.”
He grinned, then executed another roll and I found myself astride him. His hands came around my waist and up my torso until he held my breasts in each hand. “You better hurry up and get that box of condoms, baby. I can’t wait to watch you ride me because it’s gonna be one helluva show.”
“I nearly forgot about protection,” I murmured.
His eyes locked with mine and he released his hold on me. “Yeah, it’s easy to get carried away with you.”
I grinned and swung off of him. “Me? That’s all on you, biker man.”
He swatted my tush before I left the bed. “Hurry, woman.”
In the end, I hurried for the condoms, but I took my sweet time riding my man.
Punc
He and Savannah dozed for about an hour after what had to be the hottest sex of his life. Best ever. When he peeled his eyes open, he had a smile on his face. That hadn’t happened in a damned long time. The room brightened from sunlight pouring in through the blinds and Savannah shifted next to him.
He wanted to pounce on her again, but they had other things to do.
She needed to park inside the garage, not just Catalina. If there were boxes of her mom’s crap to be sorted and moved, they needed to deal with them, and he could definitely help her with that.
“You’re in deep thought,” Savannah murmured, her voice sleepy.
He twisted and kissed her forehead. “Sort of. Never thought I’d ask my woman this, but are you ready to clear out the garage? I want to make sure you can park in there tonight, and put my bike in there, too.”
