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“Kiss me.”
Huffing, Iris shook her head and gingerly bent to kiss him.Was it awkward?Yes.Would it have been easier if she’d been standing instead of on his lap?Absolutely.
That didn’t stop Law from running his hand up her back to her neck and holding her in place, so he could kiss her the wayhewanted instead of delicately as she was trying to kiss him.Which was pretty freaking hot, even if it made her worry she was hurting him.
Slowly, she relaxed into it since he didn’t seem to be in pain.The hard bulge forming against her side indicated that at least one part of him was feeling just fine.
When he flinched, Iris tried to jump up and pull away, but his hand was still wrapped around the back of her neck, so he ended up coming with her before resisting.She fell back against him, and he groaned before gritting his teeth against the clear pain he was in.Iris squeaked as she was dropped to the floor, immediately getting on her knees, her hands on his thighs as she peered up at him in horror.
“Shit!I’m sorry… Shit.Are you okay?”
“Yeah, just give me a sec,” Law gritted out between his teeth.He was panting for breath but otherwise seemed okay.Iris’ hands moved of their own accord, rubbing up and down his thighs, trying to soothe him.The steady motion soothed her as well, and her racing heart began to slow as she watched him relax.
He opened his eyes and looked at her, leaning back against the chair.
“Better?”she asked, peering up at him worriedly.He didn’t look too ashen, but that had clearly hurt.
“Better.”Nodding and letting out a long, slow breath seemed to relax him even more.A smile quirking the side of his mouth, he tilted his head and lifted an eyebrow.“You know, if you really want to make it better while you’re down there…”
Despite everything, Iris laughed again.If he was making jokes, hopefully, that meant he wasn’t in too much pain.
Though, it turned out he wasn’t joking so much.
It was the first time Iris had to be careful giving a blowjob.She didn’t want him moving around too much, so it took a little longer than usual, but he didn’t seem to mind.Neither did she.When he took her back to his room afterward, he plugged her and used a vibrator to bring her to her own exuberant orgasm.
ChapterThirty-Three
Iris
As much fun as Iris was having, staying with Law, she knew she would eventually have to go home.The first week passed way, way too quickly.It felt way too natural to be living with him.
Every night she went to his house, which felt more like coming home than going to her apartment had for a while.They always greeted each other with a kiss, even on days when he was grumpy from the pain or from something that had happened at work.On his worst day, she still felt more welcomed and at home than she did with Noelle.At least he had good reasons for being out of sorts.
She loved getting him back to a good mood by teasing him or going full-on service-sub and making him comfortable until he finally relaxed.
They spent the evenings watching tv, playing board games, or just sitting next to each other and reading.One night, he was working while she read, but it amounted to the same thing.It was comfortable.Safe.The kind of life she’d always imagined living when she’d imagined living with a boyfriend.
She never wanted to leave.
A few times, she caught Law looking at her a little funny and worried she was overstaying her welcome.When she brought it up, he shut it down immediately.He liked having her there, and she was making his life easier by being there, and that was that.He wanted her to stay another week.
Whether he actually needed her to—he was moving much better, they didn’t need to be worried about his head wound anymore, and he was grumpy about having things done for him at the moment—was unclear.
So, she wasn’t sure what was going on in his head and was a little afraid to ask.All she thought about was how much she wanted to stay.
Did he have quirks about how he wanted things kept in the house?
Yes.
Was she still more comfortable being in his house than she was in her own apartment, where all her stuff was?
Yup.
Granted, he’d made room for her.He had a whole closet he hadn’t used for anything other than a few boxes of clothes he hadn’t gotten around to donating yet—Q and Connor had taken care of that for him.Her stuff was strewn around his bathroom, in his shower, and across the counter, and he didn’t seem to mind.She was pretty tidy but had a lot more stuff than him in general
Friday was the day.She’d go home, switch out her clothes, do a few things around the apartment, then head straight back to Law’s.Even knowing she would not stay there, her chest knotted up at the idea of having to go back to the apartment at all.
I really need to find a new living situation.
