They all exchange looks of similar sad faces. “No, sweetie, he was always horrible,” Adalyn says.
“So what did my mom see in him?” I push.
“We didn’t know your mom that well, she was the enemy.” I flinch and Nora grabs my hand. “Sorry, I’m not talking about you. I just mean we didn’t associate with her. I heard she liked the idea of getting out from under her parents’ roof and your dad provided that.”
“I never met my grandparents,” I say.
I truly only had my father. Which looking back on it all now, really was the most horrible thing to happen to me. I would’ve been better off being left at a firehouse or hospital. Maybe I could’ve had a real family, one that actually wanted a kid. Instead I was raised by the devil and I paid his dues.
“We know you didn’t. But what did I tell you when you were a kid? Do you remember that?” Nora asks.
I smile and tuck the hair falling out of my ponytail behind my ear. “My father doesn’t define me and I shouldn’t let him.”
She gets up and squeezes my shoulder. “We knew even then that you belonged with us.”
Tears prick my eyes, but I blink them back.
“Well, I think we should start cooking. They guys are going to be starving when they get back. I heard that Zane won’t even allow them to stop for a drink,” Gloria says.
We all laugh and I feel a little lighter.
“So you helped with dinner, huh?” Zane asks, nuzzling my ear.
I smile and kiss his cheek. “Yeah I did.”
“You did good, babe. But, now I’m ready to take you home and show you how much I missed you today. You good with that?”
My panties have been wet for the last hour, getting out of here and getting relief is exactly what I need. I don’t say that though, instead I rock my hips and dig my fingers into his back.
He jumps back and grabs my hand. “Thanks for dinner. We’re getting out of here.”
I laugh and say my goodbyes, smiling when Nora blows me a kiss.
We get to Zane’s in record time. Finn is following of course and struggling to keep up. We rush into the house and he pulls me into the bathroom. He turns on the shower and pushes me against the sink.
“Being away from you isn’t good for me,” he whispers, kissing me softly.
I know what he means, but I’m not going to let our fears ruin this moment. “Being inside me is so much better.”
He growls and starts ripping my clothes off. My body is burning with desire just from the need I see in his eyes. I help him pull off his shirt and watch while he steps out of his jeans. He doesn’t wait for us to take off our underwear, he lifts me, carrying me into the shower. He pushes my back against the tiled wall and kisses me. This kiss is frantic. It makes my already wet pussy drip with desire. His hard cock teasing me through my wet panties has me breaking the kiss. I let out a moan and drop my head back, hitting it on the tile. The more he works me over, the more I crave having his heavy dick in my mouth.
I push out of his hold and drop to my knees. I look up at him as I pull his drenched boxers off, dropping them on the bottom of the shower. The water is pouring down on us, making this so much more intense. I kiss his inner thighs and let my tongue drag from his balls to the tip of his dick. He lets out a groan when I use my tongue to circle it. It spurs me on and I suck him into my mouth.
“Fuck,” he hisses out.
I take him as far back as I can before hitting my gag reflex. He shakes above me and I start to move. My hands hold onto his ass as I suck on him. Moving fast, in deep and almost pulling him out, only to take him all the way back in. His hips start to move and I get more turned on. He moves slowly at first, but after a few minutes he’s fucking my mouth. I dig my fingers into his ass, moving my head in time with his thrusts. He moans loudly and it catches my attention.
I peek up at him and I nearly come on the spot. He’s bracing himself on the shower door and tile wall. His head is hanging down, his eyes closed, water running over his perfect body. His tattoos wrapping around his muscles that are twitching. It’s a sight I’ll never forget.
I bring one hand around and cup his balls. He growls and bucks forward. I squeeze his balls, rolling them in my hand and that’s all it takes. He shouts, which echoes around the tiled bathroom, as he comes down my throat. I take every drop he has, pulling off him with a pop.
He reaches down and lifts me under my arms. He rips my bra and panties off, assaulting my breasts with his mouth as his fingers slam into my throbbing pussy. He sucks and bites on my nipples. The water rushing around us makes this feel so much better. It’s warm, making our bodies slide against each other. He adds another finger and I moan.
“Fuck, Harper. You are everything, fucking everything,” he whispers, kissing me with force.
He lifts me and my back collides into the wall again. No time is wasted as he slams into me, filling me completely. His fingers dig into my ass so hard I know it will bruise and I welcome it. He’s pounding into me, bringing me closer and closer to falling over the edge. I know he can feel it, because he leans forward and bites my ear. “Look at me,” he demands.
My eyes snap
