Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 95678 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 478(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95678 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 478(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
“Well, we can certainly watch her, but—”
“Good. It’s settled then. I’m going to go take a walk if you guys don’t mind. Just want to stretch my legs a little bit.”
Rebecca got up from her spot at the table and came around to give me a hug. “I love you, Nico Salerno. You’re a good man,” she whispered in my ear. “Take your time on your walk and don’t worry about us. We’re here for whatever you need.”
I swallowed around the lump in my throat and gave the two older men a quick wave before heading out the front door and hopping down the front porch steps. Before I got to the end of the driveway, I was loping, and by the time I got to Dogwood Street, I was on a full-out run.
Before I knew what I was doing, I was banging hard on West’s back door, out of breath and sweaty from the exertion.
Chapter 36
West
I’d been catching up on reading some articles for work when I heard the banging on my door. I wondered which of my siblings had shown up and why they were riled up enough to bang instead of using the doorbell.
I wandered down the stairs and opened the door to find a flushed and sweating Nico, but before I could register my surprise, he pounced on me. I stumbled back into the alcove at the bottom of the stairs and was barely able to kick my door closed before he began pulling my clothes off.
“What… what’s happening?” I gasped against his biting teeth on my lips. “Not that I’m complaining.”
“No talking,” he insisted. His hands were everywhere, in my hair, on my clothes, cupping my ass. He was a whirling dervish of lust and need, and I had a hard time keeping up.
I wanted to ask him what was wrong, why he’d come, where Pippa was. But he didn’t let go of my lips long enough for me to speak. I sensed his lust and need for quick release and decided to just ride the wave along with him—let it carry us through to completion before asking him what was up with him.
“Upstairs,” I managed to say before he was able to drag my pants down. I grabbed his hand and yanked him upstairs, not stopping until I had him in my bedroom with the door closed.
His eyes were dark and stormy—angry sea chop instead of their usual calm waters. There was so much going on in them I wanted to get to the bottom of it. But if he needed to get off, I was fully on board with that need as well.
Nico began grabbing at me again once we were in my room. His frantic movements seemed to imply he was on the verge of losing his composure, or maybe he didn’t know exactly how to control the situation to get what he needed. I decided to take over.
“Stop. Take off your clothes and lie down,” I said as firmly as I could despite the heaving breaths coming out of me. My cock was throbbing, and I reached inside my track pants to adjust it.
Nico’s eyes were wild, but he did as I said. Within seconds he was blessedly naked and laid out across my bed, stroking his erection between bent legs.
“Fuck,” I muttered at the sight of him.
I removed my clothes slowly enough to get his attention. His face seemed to get darker the longer I took, but I did it anyway.
“Hurry the fuck up,” he snapped.
I felt my grin appear and caught myself just before laughing. Angry Nico. My angry Nico.
“My, my, aren’t we impatient tonight?” I teased, taking one step toward the bed but no more.
“I thought you agreed we weren’t talking,” he growled. “Less talking, more fucking.”
I leaned over and reached for his ankles, yanking his legs straight and placing them firmly apart on the mattress where I wanted them. His eyes widened in surprise, and his hard cock jumped up.
“But if I can’t talk to you, how am I going to tell you what to do, Nico?” I drawled.
His breathing hitched, and a small whine came out. I loved seeing his subconscious reaction to my bossing him around in bed.
I leaned over and took one of his big toes into my mouth, sucking it and nipping at it with my teeth before moving on to each smaller toe in turn. When I’d finished with one foot, I looked up at him.
“The more attitude you give me, the slower I’m going to go,” I told him in a calm voice. “Test me on this, Nico. I dare you.”
He shook his head without saying a word, so I rewarded him with a long lick to his hard shaft.
“Oh god, yes. Suck me off,” he gasped as he arched up against my mouth. “Please.”