The tornado that hit me shocked the fuck out of me. Rue must have been waiting while the guys and I spoke outside. She was wrapped around me before I even knew what was happening. My arms closed over her back and I held her close, thinking she needed comfort.
When her head drew back and she kissed me, I froze. I’d been expecting distraught. And that emotion was written all over her face, but so was determination. She wanted to use me to hold her grief at bay. And while the idea of sleeping with her made my dick hard as a rock, this wasn’t exactly the best time for something like that. Not to mention I wasn’t that much of an asshole. “Hey.”
I’d managed to untangle our lips for just long enough to get the word out. She wasn’t having any of it. She fused our mouthstogether again. I was tempted to keep kissing her. Her mouth was pure sin and I wanted to let her sink into oblivion, but this wasn’t right. Since when had I become the good guy? Fuck, what was this woman doing to me?
“Rue. Stop.”
She jerked away from me. I let her go. Her eyes narrowed. “Are you rejecting me?”
Well, fuck me. What was I supposed to say to that? “I don’t think this is the best time-”
“I do,” she snapped. Her hands went to her shirt and she ripped it off over her head.
A gentleman was never something I claimed to be. My eyes dropped down to her tits and I groaned. Fuck she was gorgeous. She was panting, a wild look in her eyes. “You’re-”
“OD.”
I stopped and met her gaze. The grief and torment I saw there made me shut my mouth.
“I just want to forget. Just for a bit.” She searched my face. “Please.”
Dammit. Now I was either an asshole for taking advantage of her in a vulnerable position or a fucking piece of shit for denying her the comfort she needed. Didn’t matter how she needed it, I was obligated to help her. Not to mention I really fucking wanted to. I moved to her without another word and pulled her into my arms. My mouth was on her before she could say anything else. There was nothing else to say at this point.
Her moan of relief was my undoing. My fingers dug into her hips and I lifted her off her feet. Her legs went around my waist and I walked her toward the nearest wall, needing her pressed up against me.
“God,” she whispered. “Yes.”
Her fingers tugged at my shirt and I had to put her down so she could take it off. Her hands were shaking. She was stillfrantic. Out of her mind with grief and needing a distraction. If there was one thing I was good at, it was distracting people.
“Rue.” Her eyes flew to mine and I cupped her face, bringing her close. “I’ll take care of you. You know that, right?”
She nodded and kissed me.
I picked her up in my arms again, walking her back into my bedroom and gently setting her on my bed. When she laid there, watching me, waiting, begging me with her gaze, I gave in totally. Toeing off my boots, I stripped off my jeans, leaving my boxers on. Then I worked on her clothes. I was in no hurry now. We had all the time in the world and I planned to take full advantage of every minute.
Tossing her jeans aside, I kissed my way up her bare leg, and pushed her thighs apart. Settling between them, I studied her. “Last chance, Sweet Light. We can-”
She rose up, aligning our upper bodies and kissed me again, shutting down my offer for her to stop this.
Groaning, I took over the kiss, pressing her into the mattress, keeping most of my weight on my arms, but letting her feel the pressure of my body against hers. She moaned, and her nails dug into my shoulders.
I moved from her lips, nipping at her jaw and neck before moving down her body. When I reached her nipples, she hissed in pleasure. I spent more time on them than I should have, but fuck if they weren't perfect. Tight and eager for my attention. I filled my hands with her tits, taking turns seeing what kind of pressure and movement she liked. If she needed to forget then the last thing she needed was a quickie. She needed a way to release all the built up emotions stuck inside of her.
When her hand moved to her pussy, I caught it. “That’s mine to play with,” I told her. I pinned her wrist to the bed. “Your hands stay here.”
She stared at me wide-eyed as I lowered my mouth back to her breasts and teased her with my tongue. I didn’t move until she relaxed back into the mattress, her free hand fisted into the sheets. Only then, when she was listening, did I move lower. Settling my shoulders between her pretty thighs, I blew on her covered pussy. I’d left her little cotton panties on. I liked the way they rode over her hip bones.
“Oh my God, OD,” she panted.
“Open your legs wider, Rue.”
She hesitated, her thighs trembling.
I nipped at the skin of her inner thigh to encourage her.
Slowly she parted them further. I didn’t need the space, I just wanted her to open herself completely to me. To make sure this was what she really wanted. That she was giving herself willingly to me.
My cock was throbbing, demanding to be inside her, but I was in control. “Lift your hips.”
