It was the only thing I could think of to say in reply to a comment like that. And I meant it. With every partofme.
He sighed against me and held me tight, and I just let him; let the rhythm of his breaths and his heartbeat become familiar. I never wanted to forget thismoment.
“I want you to know why I acted the way I did the other night,” he said after a while. “When we came to get you from that party, with the Sinners. It’s just like I told you, years ago. I won’t share you,Jessa.”
I looped my arms around his and held him tight. “I know. I’d never askyouto.”
“It’s just…” He cleared his throat, and I could’ve sworn he sounded nervous—and Brody didn’t really do nervous. I felt his heart in his chest, beating against my back. “I know Roni’s into that…scene.But—”
“Brody…”
“I just want you to know I don’t think you’re a whore.” He nuzzled into my neck, resting his head against mine. “You said that, that I thought you were a whore because you went to that party. I don’t think that, Jessa. But I think it’s dangerous for you to go to parties like that.” He was silent for a moment. “I know you know Piper,” he went on carefully, “and maybe that makes it seem harmless… but you do not want to get caught up in that world, Jessa, for one of those guys to take a liking to you that you can’tshake.”
“Iknow.”
“I don’t think you really do.” His hold on me tightened again, like he was afraid I might pull away. “When I was young… I fell in with some of those guys, for a while. It was not a goodscene.”
Well… that explained some things. I turned my head toward him, so I could seehiseyes.
“That pin you gave me?” He’d never told me where he’d gotten that Sinners pin when we were kids, but I’d alwayswondered.
“Yeah,” he said. “Thatpin.”
“Well, I loved that thing,” I told him. “I’m still mad at you for losing it,youknow.”
“I didn’tloseit.”
“What?”
He sighed, silently. “That night, when I went back to that party after driving you home, I found it in the grass and threw it in the garbage. Just to be sure it didn’t somehow find its way backtoyou.”
My mouth dropped open. I twisted around in his arms to look him straight in the eye. “Then I’m even more madatyou.”
He pulled me on top of him and I squirmed in protest, the full contact of our naked bodies revealing that he wasn’t at all put off by me being mad. Nope; he wasturnedon.
“Let me make it up to you,” he said withhoodedeyes.
“No,” I said, but when he pulled me in for a kiss, I didn’tresist.Much.
“C’mon, princess,” he taunted me, his hand sliding down around my ass to caress my swollen pussy—dripping wet from the sex we’d already had… and the sex we were clearly about to have. “Give itup,baby.”
“Shutup.”
“Make me,” he said, shoving his tongue in mymouth.
So I made him. I wrestled his tongue in a fight for dominance, which I only won because he let me. I plundered his mouth like I owned it, sucking on him until his cock jerked beneath me, jabbing into my stomach, and I knew he was as insatiable for me as I wasforhim.
He slipped a finger into me from behind and started fucking me with it, slow and wet, and I rode itshamelessly.
“So we’re just staying here?” I asked between kisses, trying not to sound happy. “Like,forever?”
“For as long as we need to,” he mumbled against mymouth.
“Mmm… How do we know when we’re doneneedingto?”
“When I’m done fucking you.” He fumbled around down below and I lifted up a bit, straddling him, so he could maneuver. I swiped my hair out of my face to get a good look at him. His eyes were heavy-lidded the way they got when he was thinking with his dick. He was stroking himself, looking at me as hedidit.
I bit my lip. “Are you ever going to be donefuckingme?”
