Page 53 of Problem Child


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“But you were protecting Aiden! He took a swing at you, too. It was basically self-defense.”

Flynn nodded. “That’s why it got bumped down to involuntary manslaughter. I did seven years. Not so much, considering I took a life.”

“Flynn.”I twisted to cup his face in my hands. “How could you ever think I wouldn’t understand? You were afraid for Aiden, and you didn’tknowwhat would happen when you hit him. It’s a crime you went to prison at all.”

“I can’t think like that. I ended hislife, Bailey. That’s not something I can wish away.”

I leaned in and kissed his cheek. “You feel guilty. That’s natural. Because you’re a good person. But I don’t blame you for what happened, and you can’t make me.”

I met his eyes, daring him to argue.

“I won’t try to push you away again, Bails. If you still want me, knowing what you know, then I’m not strong enough to tell you no.”

“Good, because it wouldn’t work.”

I kissed him again, and this time, he didn’t end it too soon. He pulled me forward, tongue swiping over my bottom lip. I climbed into his lap, needing to get closer, and kissed him harder.

He groaned deeply, chest vibrating against mine, as he crushed me to him. One large hand cupped my ass and squeezed, making me buck against him, desperate for friction on my stiffening cock.

He broke the kiss with a gasp as I rocked against the bulge in his jeans. “Bailey. Are you sure?”

I grabbed a handful of his hair to drag his mouth back to mine. “Yes.”

He stood up, lifting me like I was nothing, and I wrapped my legs around his waist with a whimper of need.

He was so big. So fucking strong. Damn.

Flynn carried me down the hall, pausing to press me against the wall for a breather. He moved his lips to my throat, nibbling.

“You’re so gorgeous,” he said, breath gusting over tender skin.

I craned my head back, happy to let him mark me up. To claim me however he wanted.

“Wait until you see me naked,” I teased.

A groan of need escaped him, and he lurched away from the wall to carry me to his bed. He dropped me onto the mattress.

“Let me see you,” he rasped.

The intensity of his gaze made my face heat as I pulled my shirt over my head. I wasn’t actually as confident as I’d tried to seem.

My experience was mostly limited to fumbling with curious high school boys who weren’t yet sure of their sexuality. I’d been too hung up on Flynn to do anything more in college.

But damn if I was going to give him another reason to get doubts about this. I tossed my shirt off the bed and shoved down my navy-blue sweats. Flynn helped me tug off my socks and shoes.

When I was down to only boxer briefs, I hesitated with my thumbs in the waistband.

“I wouldn’t mind seeing you too.”

Flynn glanced down as if surprised to see he was still fully dressed. His lips curled. “Sorry. You’re very distracting.”

I smiled tentatively. “Yeah? Not too skinny?”

Flynn shook his head. “Stop it. You’re hotter than the sun.”

Well, that was reassuring. I smiled and pushed my underwear down, shedding my last barrier.

Flynn bit his bottom lip, gaze skating over me. My skin prickled, his attention tightening my nipples to hard peaks and making my cock throb.