“For what?” he demands, slowly straightening up.
“Would hitting a prison guard in the balls be something acowarddoes?” I ask chirpily.
Rook huffs out an exasperated breath. “Sunrise, I don’t think you’re a coward. I said the wrong thing, and I’m sorry. I don’t like seeing you in a place like this, that’s all. Yes, you have people watching your back right now, but there are very dangerous people in here that are always looking for chinks in the armor. It’s not safe.”
Rook steps into me, his large, hard body suddenly flush with mine. He cups my face, and his thumbs caress my cheeks as he looks down at me, his turquoise gaze intense.
“I care about you. I know that might seem weird because of where we are, but our surroundings don’t change anything for me. I care, and I don’t want anything to happen to you.”
I stare up at him, my eyes soaking up his earnest gaze and my mind soaking up his words.He cares for me.
I fidget, not sure what to say or do. It’s not that I don’t feel those words on the tip of my tongue too. It’s that I don’t know exactly what to think about the taste.
On one hand, I’m not sure if I should trust whatever is going on between us. And on the other hand, I can’t deny my attraction or the pull I feel whenever he’s around and sometimes, even when he’s not. I think about him maybe a little too much, and that’s probably not a good thing, considering my circumstances.
But instead of saying any of that jumbled, complicated mess...I just kiss him. I pull his full lips down to mine and kiss him with everything I can’t bring myself to say.
I tease his tongue with mine and twine them together in the same way it seems fate has twined us. You’re not supposed to find the person you’ve always been looking for in prison. It makes answering innocent questions likehow’d you meetreally fucking awkward.
Aww, how’d you two lovebirds get together? Don’t worry about how we met, Patty, worry about yourself.
See? Awkward. I don’t want to have to scream that at little ol’ Patty from the grocery store. And it’ll only be natural for her to ask, because she saw this totally adorable couple, aka us, and justhadto know where I snagged such a specimen. I can picture Patty’s face when I politely sayprisonjust before she asks me if I want to purchase reusable bags.
The only problem is, this feels so fucking right. Every time I’m with him, my beast settles into him.Isettle into him. We just...fit.
And I realize that’s what I’ve been looking for my whole life. As I ran away, as I hid out. I was looking for somewhere where I fit. Somewhere that I could be happy. And now that I found it...it’s heartbreaking to think that I probably won’t be able to keep it.
As Rook threads his hands in my hair and kisses me passionately, all of those worries and troubled thoughts fall away. I can see myself being happy with Rook, and not just as a passing, fleeting fling, but as a long-term commitment, and that’s something I’ve never felt before. I want to pretend, just for a moment, that a future like that is possible.
We trade longing hunger and unspoken promises with our lips, and I can feel exactly how deep hisI care for yougoes, and I know he can feel the same from me. I don’t know what’s going to happen between us, but I want to soak up every moment with him that I can.
Throwing caution to the wind, I reach for the buckle on his utility belt. We can fuck the unknown out of each other for all I care at this point. I just know I want him in a way that’s consuming and terrifying, and I’m learning to be okay with that.
Rook sucks on my lip and pulls back while he reaches down to stop my hands. I give a tiny grumble of protest, and he chuckles. “I can’t, Sunrise. Fuck, I want to—you have no idea how badly I want to—but I’m supposed to be on duty out in the tower. They’re going to send someone to look for me if I’m not back soon.”
My brow dips with consternation, and I suddenly understand why toddlers throw fits the way they do. If they feel anything like this, then I get why a tiny person would toss themselves on the ground and test the strength of their lungs. “Glow Worm,” I whine as I try to lean in for more kisses.
He pulls back like the tease that he is, and I end up looking like a fish going for food that was just sprinkled at the top of the water. I’d feel embarrassed by it—and will probably relive this moment every night when my brain plays a reel of every embarrassing or awkward thing I’ve ever done in my whole damn life—but I’m too fucking strung out on Rook and turned on to care.
“Just a quick fuck,” I plead. “Ooh, let’s do theI dropped the soapbit in the shower!” I say excitedly. “You can have your way with me as I bend overrealslowly...while I’m handcuffed,” I say with a suggestive eyebrow wag. Prison has really good kinky sex scenarios.
Rook growls hungrily, leaning in and nipping at my lip before he pushes away from me like I’m a flaring flame. He holds his hands up, either surrendering, or because he’s afraid to touch me, I’m not sure which. I’m going to go with the latter, because if he were surrendering to me, he’d have his cock buried balls deep inside me and I’d be gasping his name in his ear in between begging for more and telling himyes, right there!
“Don’t give me that look, Sunrise,” he sexily scolds while running his fingers through his bright hair with frustration. His scalp has started to pulse with a sharp glow. “I want you so bad, you have no idea, but Ihaveto get back to work. I’ve already been gone too long.”
His eyes plead with me to understand, and I give up on a sigh and nod my head. “Fine,” I capitulate.
Relief fills his features, and he reaches for my hand. “I’ll walk you back real quick,” he offers, but I shake my head no.
“I’ll stay here for a minute and then find my own way back. You go before you get in trouble or something,” I tell him.
“If you have to pee, I can wait for a second,” he declares, like it makes him some knight in shining armor.
I chuckle and shake my head. Poor, innocent Rook. “I don’t need to pee, Rookie. I need to shove my hand down my pants and play with myself. If I can’t wring out at least two orgasms, I’m not going to be able to function for the rest of the day.”
Rook looks at me, dumbfounded.
I raise my eyebrows at him. “What? You only have yourself to blame. You can’t get a girl all hot and bothered and think it doesn’t need to be dealt with.”
