Dark Devotions by Nichole Greene
10
SAWYER
I keepa close eye on Liv as we enter the house. Over the past week that she’s been back with us, we’ve all seen hints of her true self peeking out here and there. Lake said those moments were more frequent than ever over his days here with her.
Her honey-colored eyes dart nervously around the living room and toward the hall where she saw the movement. I’m not sure why she thinks she was mistaken now, none of us do. It’s possible that someone did see me leave and tried to sneak in the house.
I’ve been trading texts with Lake, and neither of us are worried about it being Tripp. In all likelihood if it’s anyone, it’s probably someone related to one of his recent jobs. He was holding several men in the interrogation bunker before we decided to bring Liv here.
I make sure to lock the door behind me and close all the curtains. I move around subtly checking for signs of an intruder while watching her stand in the middle of the room nervously. I enable the alarm from an app on my phone and walk over to her.
“What would ease your mind right now?” I ask as I run my fingers through the soft waves of her platinum hair. “Are you still hungry?”
“No.” She shakes her head. “Is it weird to say that I just want to go hide away in bed?”
“Not at all.” I don’t know if anything happened with Lake while it was just the two of them, but I do know that she slept well with Nolan, no nightmares. “Do you want me with you?”
She bites her lip nervously and looks down at the ground. She does that a lot, looks down like she’s expecting a blow, be it verbal or physical. It tears me up inside every time I see her like this.
“I want you with me.” She hesitates, her face several shades of crimson. “But I had sex with Lake last night. I know that it didn’t used to be a problem, but we’re adults now. I don’t know what is okay and what isn’t anymore.”
“You can sleep beside any of us.” I rub my thumb over her lips, feeding my obsession for her perfect cupid’s bow. “You can sleep with any of us. Nolan and I have shared women over the years. Don’t worry about dynamics with us, just follow what feels good to you in the moment. We’ll be okay as long as you are.”
“Okay.” There’s a tightness in her features, like something is upsetting her, but she doesn’t say anything. “I’ll change and then go to your room?”
“Why don’t we just use Nolan’s room? He won’t care, and your stuff is already in there.”
I put the pizza away and grab a couple of waters and my briefcase before following her back to the bedroom. It doesn’t escape me that she waited until I was right behind her. Part of me wonders if I should reassure her that I don’t expect sex tonight, I just want to be with her. The thing that holds me back is that I do want her, and I know she wants me. I don’t want to make her feel any sort of way about tonight though.
She pulls pajamas out of her bag as I pull my sweater off. I watch her watching me undress, and the hunger I see in her eyes makes my cock harden. I’ve never wanted anyone the way I’ve always wanted Liv. Hell, my first wet dream was about her.
She disappears into the bathroom, so I pull my jeans off and slide into bed. I have a few briefs to go over for a case before I go to sleep. I’m halfway through the second page when she comes out of the bathroom in one of my shirts and a pair of unfairly short pajama shorts. I can see the curve of her ass when her back is to me.
“Do you mind if I go through a few things for work before we turn the lights out?” I ask.
“Not at all,” she says as she grabs a pair of air pods from the table. “I’ll listen to a podcast until you’re done.”
She lays down on her side, facing me and closes her eyes after she turns the podcast on. I look down and see it’s a true crime podcast, probably not the smartest thing for her to listen to, but I’m not going to say anything.
I love the way her lashes fan across her cheek when her eyes are closed. I have to bite back a moan when I notice her nipples are visible under the thin shirt. All I want to do is toss this brief on the floor and wrap my lips around the tiny bud that’s taunting me.
With all my willpower, I put my attention back on my work. I’ve never read through anything so fast. Everything was prepared by our paralegals, and they’re the fucking best, so I’m not too worried. I get out of the bed and put them back in the folder. When I turn around, I catch Liv checking me out.
I give her a little arrogant smirk and flex my abs, causing her to scoff and roll her eyes. It’s okay though, I saw the obvious desire flash across her face. I lay down facing her and pop the air pod from her ear into mine so I can listen to the rest of the podcast. It’s about a serial killer.
“Doesn’t this bother you?” I ask.
“You would think so with my history, but for some reason, I love it.”
The hosts start talking details, and I grab the phone to hit stop. “I think that’s enough of that tonight. You’ll never sleep otherwise.”
She gives me a little pout but puts the phone and air pods away. I flip the lamp off and roll back over toward her, opening my arms. She wraps herself around me with no hesitation. Her head is tucked under my chin, and her arm wrapped around my waist.
I run my hands up and down her back, stroking gently under her shirt. After a few minutes, she fully relaxes against me, and I expand the area my fingertips travel to her sides. I’m still concerned about how thin she is, but her ribs don’t feel like they jut out as much as they did just days ago.
I feel her sharp intake of breath as my thumb grazes the side of her breast. The friction of her hips against mine makes my dick stand to attention. It’s all over when she runs her palm from my back, over my side, and down between us to my cock which is working its way out of my boxer briefs.
Her touch is everything I’ve been missing and didn’t realize I was searching for. Our lips meet, and we each open for each other in a slow and sexy kiss. I damn near come when she gives me a firm tug and moans against my lips. How in the fucking hell did I give her up to begin with? I pull her hand off my dick and roll on top of her.
My knee nestles in between her thighs, and I move my mouth down her neck, pressing openmouthed kisses down the elegant column. I pull the hem of her shirt up over her breasts, and she wiggles to get it the rest of the way off.
My need for her is frighteningly intense. I want to touch, to taste, to own every part of her. I want to bring her so much pleasure she’ll never walk away from us again. I take the pebbled peak of her nipple into my mouth and lightly bite down, laving my tongue over it at her sharp intake of breath. When her hand slides into my hair and holds me against her, I do it again.
My hand slides down her belly and under the waistband of her shorts. I groan when instead of finding a pair of panties I feel her slick folds. My finger glides right in, zeroing in on her clit. Her breath shudders as I work her. As the sound of arousal fills the room, I lose all sense of control, ripping her shorts off and tossing them against the wall.
The only thought in my head is that I need to taste her. I need to feel her ride my face. I need to hear her scream my name as she comes. The first pass of my tongue does nothing but make me more insatiable. I use my shoulders to spread her thighs wide, giving me full access to her heavenly core.
I lick every inch of her from her ass to her pussy lips, until I’m back to her clit switching between circling and flicking it with my tongue. When I suck it into my mouth, she cries out, pulling on my hair and grinding her hips against my face. I slide a finger inside her and pump it in and out in time with my tongue. Her thighs wrap around my head as the orgasm crashes through her.
As soon as the trembling subsides, I move back up to kiss her. I want her to taste herself mixed with me, to understand how right this is. I slide a condom on and position myself at her entrance. I'm about to ask and double check if she still wants this when she shifts herself, taking me inside her just a bit. My balls tingle with anticipation before I thrust into her.
The sound she makes is pure pleasure and searing heat settles at the base of my spine as I start moving within her. Her hips rise to meet mine at the same pace. Her face turns the side as her fingers grip the sheets.
“Look at me,” I reach down and gently turn her head toward me.
Warmth explodes in my chest when I see every emotion she’s feeling play out in her eyes. I can see the depth of her trust for me. She’s giving me more than her body at this moment. I feel the love she still has for me, for us. It’s right there in those amber eyes. I send the love right back to her as I feel her walls start to milk my dick. She cries out my name as she comes. My muscles contract as I pulse inside her, all the pressure inside me erupting in pleasure.
I stay hovering over her, soaking in every single detail about this moment. I memorize the way her hair looks silver in this light, especially fanned out over the pillows. The way a lone tear clings to her lower lashes as her eyes dance back and forth between mine. The way her breasts rise and fall with her breath and the pulse pounding in her neck. I never want to forget the way her pussy fits my cock like a goddamn glove, nothing else feels this good.
I lower myself beside her and pull her to my chest where she stays all night.