As I tried to force my body to go lax, I sucked harder on the paci.
I moved again, not able to help it. I felt….warm and cold and needy and…and….
“Fuck. You gotta stop moving, Oakley. My brother just pulled into my driveway.”
I didn’t want to stop moving. I didn’t want to keep moving, either.
I whimpered, finally getting my body and its stupid movements under control. My breathing was labored, and I could feel the heat rush to the surface over my entire body.
“You have two options,” Sabastian said, not pushing me away as he shuffled on the couch a bit. “You can stay right where you are, or you can go hide in the bedroom with your stuffie.”
Oh, now I wanted my stuffie. Could I have both?
At least with my mind on something else, the other more pressing need slowly simmered to a level that was ignorable.
“You and stuffie,” I said around the paci. This time, thankfully, he understood. Or at least could guess.
He let out a laugh. “Not surprised by the answer. You can go upstairs and get your toy, and come right back, if you’d like. And maybe get a bit cooled down.”
Nope. I wasn’t going to fall for that trick. He knew I wouldn’t come back with company in the house. Nope. I was going to stay right where I was. So, I squeezed my arms again around his neck, giving him my answer.
“You can change your mind at any time. And don’t forget to go to the bathroom if you need to.”
Did he do diapers like the books?That thought jarred me enough to remember where I was, and why.
Why the heck did the idea of diapers all of a sudden cause that stirring in me again to rise up.
Maybe it would be better if I ran off to hide. That way, I wouldn’t be a disappointment for Sabastian’s brother.
I was a mess, and pretty things weren’t to be a mess. Neither were good boys, or so I assumed.
“Do you need to go to the bathroom?”
I had no idea, so I gave out a shrug, not pulling away even though my brain was trying to tell my arms to let him go.
“Alright. This is gonna benotfun.”
Well, maybe he didn’t want to face his brother any more than I did. That thought left a smile on my lips as he pulled out his phone once more, and leaned back against the couch.
“Letting Nathan know to come in. I don’t think I can walk holding you, even if you weigh next to nothing. Your skirt will trip me up more than my own feet will.”
I almost offered to take it off, but thought better of it. If something was still hard, and I wasn’t going to move to test that theory out, I didn’t need to give everyone a show without orders to do so.
Moments later, there was commotion at the front door. I couldn’t help but hold my breath before letting it go.
Whoever this brother was, Sabastian would keep me safe. He said he would, and I didn’t want to doubt that at the moment. Not when his arms were holding me to his chest as much as I was holding onto him.
“I never thought I’d see the day where you let a little girl keep you down.” I shivered at the voice, not liking the way he spoke to Sabastian. I didn’t care if he called me a girl. I didn’t care if Sabastian thought that, too. I was his, and that was all that mattered.
“And I never thought I’d see the day you let your woman spend thousands of dollars on beauty products,” Sabastian tossed right back, without the heat though. “And, Oakley isn’t holding me down. I could stand.” It sounded like Nathan sat, and then Sabastian introduced us. Sorta. I didn’t look over that way, simply sucking at the paci.
“So, this is the kid you saved.”
Sabastian sighed, then went on. “Of course it is. I wouldn’t just hold anyone on my lap like this otherwise in my house.”
“Whyisshe in your lap?” That was Molly.
“He got in trouble for something, but it’s all been forgiven now.”
