I point to her panties. The big black ones I’ve grown to love so much. “Out of those.Now.”
My eyes dart toward the door as she obeys like a good girl. The camera is still blinking, but I don’t think it has a shot of us from this angle.
As soon as her underwear is on top of her jeans, I grip her waist and flip her upside down until her mouth aligns with my cock.
It’s difficult, but if I lean my neck forward enough, I can latch onto her pussy. And it isoh so fucking wetfor me.
Idevourit. Hungry. Ravenously releasing a growl, my stubble brushes her inner thighs.
She surges down on my cock until I pay her back by sticking my tongue deep inside her, then trail my lips to her clit and pull it inside, nibbling on it until she gags and moans on my length.
Relieving the ache in my legs, I lean against the wall, my arms still tight around her. And then my hips pepper into her mouth. Cock plunging deeper down her throat. Her hands grip my ass as mine do the same to hers.
It’s only a minute until I know I’m going to explode.
“Baby…Tulip… It’s coming.” My mouth is full of pussy, so it’s barely audible. But hopefully she understands. This is it. Everything I have.
I give one last shove inside her and clamp down on her pussy as I come. Bliss rockets through my spine. Heat cascades down my limbs. I’m shaking. But the second I sense her throat clenching, swallowing my cum, she whimpers and shivers. Thighs clamping down, writhing against me as she uses my face to get off.
Somehow, I hold her until she’s done without collapsing. I’m fucking dizzy. My brain has no blood left in it, but I manage to set her upright. She stumbles a step, and I grip her forearm to steady her.
When she reaches to grab her clothes, in a daze, but I gather her into my arms.
“Wait. Just let me hold you a second,” I say breathlessly. Her wetness coats my lips, cheeks, face, stubble. Our chests rise and fall against each other’s until they slow to normal breathing.
Running my hands through my hair, I worry about someone watching us. Chuckling silently to myself, she gets dressed. Her cheeks darken to maroon.
“We need to get out of here.” She glances at the door to the entrance, like she’s suddenly remembering the men at the counter we'll have to walk by.
I shake my head, then gather her fist in mine.
“Yeah. We need to keep at least one place in this town where we can behave.”
“Grayson Umbrage is still out there.”My tone sounds ominous as Scout hangs up her jacket, returning from her run around the neighborhood the following week. “No updates. Nothing.”
“Yes, but I always have this!” She holds up the gun I bought for her, the one she’s been training with at the range. Trying to lighten my mood.
When I think about the words I heard him say in the attic, my stomach roils. “Still. The creep is in love with you, and who knows when he’ll stop. Or where he is. Valen and Olivia are still checking into it. Keeping their eyes open. No sign of him near Sanguine Manor. Or campus. But I’m worried.”
She drops onto the sofa next to me with a slight shiver, lips turned down with disgust. I hate bringing up what he did. But she needs to be careful. Especially when I’m not with her.
I just finished my first full leg workout after my injury. And can hardly move a muscle.
“I don’t believe Grayson about the elders. When have the Seven ever allowed a broken appointment? I think he’s operating alone andnotwith the university’s aid. He’s lying. Or deranged.” She shifts her eyes to the ceiling. “Likely both.”
I shrug. “Either way, I don’t care. No one touches my wife. Looks at my wife like that…and lives.” Thinking harder, I pluck a piece of lint from my trousers. “But I still think heisworking for the university.”
“Why?”
“From everything Aiden Cardell and Valen told us. We’re collecting the evidence.”
She nods once. “So hiskey, the tangram, is the entry to the hidden fraternity, Gamma Nu Upsilon.”
“Yep. Ruled by…Malkaos.”
“The new moon god.” She combines the facts Aiden and Ashlyn told us.
“But that still doesn’t mean that the university nor the president know abouthimor the GNU at all.”
