Page 76 of Take My Kiss
Fucking hell.The audacity of her mother to take her kidney, then kick her only daughter out because she got pregnant. Although if I had to guess, they used that as an excuse and still blamed her for Samuel’s death.
“So all this time, you’ve been drivin’ ’round with the memory of what your parents did to you?”
She nods, repositioning her body so we’re chest to chest. “Didn’t have much choice. Fortunately, it’s worked great and has only had a few minor issues over the years.”
There’s no way she’d let me buy her another car, but she can’t turn it away if it’s a birthday gift…and if that’s how I have to present it to her so she no longer has to drive the guilt-mobile, then I will.
“And after all that, you’re still thinkin’ ’bout goin’ to see your dad?”
“Yeah, but not so much for him as it is for me. I wanna prove their cruelness didn’t win or define my life path, or rather, made it even better. And I didn’t need their help.”
“Okay, I can understand that. You still want me to go with you?”
“Only if you don’t mind. It’s not exactly gonna be a fun trip, but hopefully just one night, and then we can leave.”
Leaning down, I press my lips to hers. “I’m happy to go or do whatever you need me to do. I was gonna go to town on Monday and find some weddin’ rings so we’re prepared.”
Her eyes widen. “You think that’s necessary?”
“Absolutely. If we’re gonna show off our happy marriage, you need a rock as gorgeous as you on your finger.”
“As long as it’s fake. My mom’s judgy ass ain’t a reason enough to spend a ton of money. Especially since I don’t plan on seein’ her again after this one time.”
I beg to differ and plan to get her a real diamond ring, but if she wants to assume it’s fake, I’ll play along.
chapter seventeen
Amelia
I can’t rememberthe last time I woke up this sore, but it’s the delicious kind of ache I welcome—a reminder of what Colton and I shared last night.
Against the shower wall, from behind, on his knees, onmyknees—it’s surreal to think about after trying so hard to resist our attraction, but I don’t regret it. Even if this is only temporary, it was impossible to restrain from giving in to what we both wanted, and only a matter of time before I gave in to my feelings.
But I am surprised when I feel his warm mouth between my thighs before I even crawl out of bed. I vaguely heard him slide out early this morning, so Sam wouldn’t catch us, but I have a feeling he didn’t bother going back to sleep.
“Colt, what if the kids walk in here?” I whisper, spreading my legs and grabbing onto his head.
“They won’t,” he says positively, then slides his tongue up my slit.
I gasp at how sensitive I am. “Did you lock the door?”
“They’re plenty distracted—eatin’ breakfast and watchin’ YouTube on my phone. We have at least twenty minutes.”
“I don’t let them have screentime this early,” I groan, pushing my hips into his face.
“Would you like me to go in the kitchen and take it away?” he muses, thrusting two fingers inside me.
Panting, I shake my head. “Don’t you dare.”
“Didn’t think so.” His taunting voice sends a shiver down my spine, and then he’s devouring me like I’m the only thing he’ll eat today.
“Colt, I’m almost there. Don’t stop,” I plead, moaning as he kisses, licks, and sucks every sweet spot he can find.
His barbell piercing slides around my clit, edging me closer.
“Please, let me come,” I cry out when he slows his pace.
“Mm, love hearin’ you beg for me.” He leans forward, pushing my T-shirt up, then places tender kisses over my hips where my stretch marks sit.
