Much later I came to with Rook resting beside me. I rolled over to stroke his silken cock, so damned hard in my hand.
He’d givensomuch. If any man deserved a reward for his efforts…
“You don’t have to,” he whispered, as if reading my thoughts.
I scoffed and shimmied down. I was exhausted but I could do this. And when I licked the generous precum off his tip, I hummed in bliss.
Damned if he didn’t taste like salted caramel.
IZZY
I groanedwhen I woke up.
Rook had worked me too hard last night,all night. The trouble with my body was, when pushed to its limits, it pushed back. I’d had chronic pain since I could remember. Too much strain on my body and it seized up, any movement causing jolts of agony.
Like now.
Damn you, Rook!
Though, to be fair, last night had been hands downthe bestsex of my life. So, I was only partly upset about the pain. It would fade in a day or two, but the memories of what Rook had done would last a lifetime. I was more upset that Rook may have ruined me for all other men.
Speaking of Rook…?
I gingerly shifted, reaching out, breathing through the pain. He wasn’t in bed. I cracked an eye open and looked around. He’d gone.
Good. I was in no condition for another round. Though I wouldn’t have minded breakfast in bed.
I sighed, which made my chest ache.
Good thing I didn’t have a shift at the bar today. I could stay in bed and recover.
I woke again some time later. Had I heard something? Probably just a dream. I groaned again, body still sore, but not quite as agonizing as earlier. Still, I wouldn’t be getting out of bed any time soon.
I was about to drift off again, when I heard a heavy sigh.
Rook?
Had he come back?
“We’ve waited long enough, wake her,” came a gruff male voice which was distinctlynotRook’s.
What the fuck?
I rolled over, pulling up sheets to cover myself, or I would have if I hadn’t kicked all the sheets to the bottom of the bed. I grabbed my pillow instead and hugged it close. Not that the three people in my apartment hadn’t already seeneverything.
Damn you, Rook, for making me feel so damned good I’d fallen asleep naked!
“Who—? Ugh!” My body caught up with the quick actions I’d just taken and seized up in a fit of sizzling pain.
While that misery slowly receded, I took in the three intruders.
I guessed the one in charge was the large-framed man with dark skin, dark hair, and dark eyes lounging in one of my chairs. He stared at me, unimpressed. I found that mildly offensive. I had a great body and he’d just gotten a good look, he could at least be somewhat curious, maybe a single raised brow?
No? Whatever.
He sat with hands steepled in front of him. His ensemble was all black, a nice-looking suit and shirt, though the style seemed… old-fashioned. The jacket was long with intricate silver detailing along the hem and the shirt had a high squarish collar.
The woman standing next to him was taller than me, which wasn’t easy. She was also built, her black tank top revealing thick arms. She had short-cropped, thick dark hair and eyes of cold steel blue, but mostly I couldn’t get over the muscles on her. She looked like she could rip me in half.
