“You eat,” I order gently.
“But–”
“You argue and I won’t let you finish the next time I get you to myself,” I tell her with a low voice. Her eyes widen and her teeth capture her bottom lip while I just chuckle at how hard she finds it to conceal her emotions.
I go about helping Ethan eat his breakfast, he does a lot of it himself, even if it ends up smeared over his face more than it ends up in his mouth and I eat in between.
It feels right doing this, the three of us, even with the silence between us, it’s comfortable, like this has been going on for years instead of the mere week or so it has been.
Never had I believed, coming from where I came from, I’d be granted such a gift.
Chapter Thirty-four
Iam onedge.
Every touch, kiss, whispered word just winds me up tighter. My heart hasn’t stopped racing and goddamn, the ache between my thighs makes me want to rip his clothes off right here and now. It didn’t matter that we were in the middle of the only grocery store in town and surrounded by people who have known me since I was a kid.
“Are you okay, trouble?” Kolt asks when I jump at the brush of his fingers along my lower back. I glower at him, snatching the coffee from the shelf to shove it into the cart. I don’t understand how he’s in such a good mood and not wound up just like me since he didn’t even get to come once. I did and I’m still balancing on that edge.
“Peachy,” I grumble.
He chuckles low and unwraps the rest of Ethan’s cookie bar to keep him distracted while we finish shopping.
“You seem a little on edge, baby,” He whispers in my ear, his proximity and the tickle of his breath sending a rush of goose bumps to rise on my skin.
“Nope,” I lie, “I’m perfectly fine.”
I’ve gone the last three years without sex or even the touch of a man and have beenfine,and now look at me!? I’m like a damn cat in heat. Pretty sure I’d back up on Kolt’s dick if he so much as gave me the go ahead.
My cheeks flame at the thought and I quickly turn away since Kolt tends to love it when I blush, and him commenting on it right now will only make it worse. I can feel my ears burning and my poor lip is swollen and sore with how much I’ve nibbled on it.
It feels like hours need to pass before I can get Kolt alone. Ethan didn’t even go down for his morning nap so it wasn’t like I could climb him like a tree then either.
“You sure?” Kolt continues, reaching over me to grab the chips I was struggling to reach from the top shelf. I turn when he is still behind me and quickly look left and right to make sure the aisle is empty, then I grab the belt of his jeans and tug him to me.
“No, I’m not sure,” I hiss, melting at his nearness, “I ache.”
“Is that so?” He grins, leaning down to brush his lips on mine, “How bad baby?”
“I’d let you fuck me in the parking lot, bad,” I groan.
His eyes widen a little at my forwardness, hell even I’m shocked at it but apparently, I have needs that he just lit a match to.
“We’re revisiting that,” He groans, and does the smart thing by stepping away, grasping the cart to keep moving through the store.
“How are you this calm!?” I hiss under my breath.
He glances to me with a smirk pulling on his mouth, “I’ve had to wait years to have you again, Ness. I had to teach myself restraint to not get hard every time I thought about you. Trust me, inside I’m roaring to get inside you.”
A gasp draws my attention from Kolt, and I whip my head around to find little old Mrs. Kent staring at us with a mix of horror and offence.
“Sorry Mrs. Kent,” I cringe.
She tuts loudly, clutching her imaginary pearls as she speeds past. For a sweet little seventy-year-old, she sure can move fast.
It doesn’t take Kolt a second to burst into rambunctious laughter.
I round my wide eyes to him, “Stop it!” a giggle slips from me, “This isn’t funny!”
