Whispers of a Broken Halo by Abbi Glines

The door lock clicked, and he dropped my bag, then moved to me. I had little time to think or say anything as he backed me up against the wall, then covered my mouth with his. It wasn’t a sweet kiss. It was hard and demanding. I buried my hands in his hair and savored having this moment alone. Knowing he wanted to kiss me this much made my stomach flutter with excitement.

“You looked incredible out there on the beach. I like your bikini,” he said, trailing kisses down my neck to my collarbone. His hand slid under my cover-up, and he shoved it into my bottoms, groaning as his fingers felt my arousal. “I need to feel it,” he growled as my knees buckled, and I held on to his arms.

“I want inside you so bad,” he said, grabbing my left leg and pulling it up to his side. “For now, just a little taste.”

Then, he was on his knees, and my leg was over his shoulder. The crotch of my bikini bottoms was pulled aside, and I watched as Rio’s head moved between my legs.

The second his tongue slid inside of me, I cried out. Someone might hear me, and I needed to care, but right now, the pleasure I knew his mouth would bring me was winning. The tip of his tongue circled my clit, and my legs trembled.

“Oh!” I moaned, holding the back of his head there with both my hands.

He continued to tease me with his tongue before the sharp bite of his teeth took whatever strength I had in my legs, and my knees buckled completely. Rio’s hands grabbed my waist and kept me from falling. His mouth left me, and I wanted to shove his face back but didn’t. I managed to control myself. Tilting his head, he looked up at me.

“I was just going to get a taste, but I don’t want to stop until you come on my face,” he said.

His words alone made me tingle and pulse.

“P-p-pl-please,” was all I could manage.

He stood up, and I wanted to cry out. However, he picked me up and sat me in a chair, then pulled my bottoms off.

“Open your legs for me,” he ordered.

I did as told, and he placed a hand on each of my thighs, pushing them farther apart before putting my legs over his shoulders and pulling me to him.

“Damn, that’s a sweet pussy,” he whispered as he lowered his head back to where I wanted it.

With each touch of his tongue, I grew more frantic. My body arched and jerked beneath him as he brought me to another earth-shattering climax. I moaned his name several times as my orgasm pulsed through me.

How had I made it to be this old, not knowing how good this was?

His mouth moved down to my inner thigh, and he finished by kissing my knee before looking up at me. I was still struggling to catch my breath as my heart rate slowed.

“That’s addictive,” he told me.

I managed a laugh. “You have no i-i-idea.”

He flashed his dimple then and reached for my bottoms. I let him put them back on me and then stand me up.

“I told Hazel we needed twenty minutes. We might have taken more than that. Better go check on Cullen,” he said, then licked his lips. “I’ve been thinking about that all damn day.”

I was growing attached too quickly. We were moving so fast, but I couldn’t slow it down. I wanted the things he did to me. I craved them. Going back to work would slow us down. That would help. As much as I wanted to enjoy being with him, I had to keep my head and, dang it, stop being so easy to get.





Chapter Thirty-Three

Rio

Bryn was going back to work tomorrow, and it was taunting me. I hadn’t expected things to go this way. Not so quickly. I’d thought she disliked me. I hadn’t known she was going to light up like a firecracker when I kissed her. But she had, and all the reasons I had fought to give us a chance were gone. One taste of her, and I was hooked.

The next few nights, she would be working, and we wouldn’t have much time together. I was already dreading it. If Pops didn’t need me at the market so bad, I would take off, so we could have days together. Being away from her even for a few hours bothered me. I knew that wasn’t mentally healthy, but fuck if I could help it.

Henley had helped me out by offering to take Cullen swimming in our pool, then keeping him there for the night. Bryn had told him she’d be there when he woke up. Saul had agreed to go get the little girl who was his sister by birth but had been adopted by a young couple in town to come swim too. Cullen got a playdate with another kid, and I got Bryn alone. I wanted a date night with Bryn. I wanted to take her somewhere nice. Let her see I wanted more from her than her body.

Henley had already picked up Cullen when I arrived to get Bryn. When the door opened and she stood there with a black satin dress that was fitted and hit mid-thigh, my heart thudded in my chest. Her long hair fell over one shoulder, and her shoulders and collarbone were bare. There wasn’t much cleavage, but there also wasn’t a bra. I swallowed hard.

“You look beautiful,” I said.

Her smile was always shy when I told her how beautiful she was. As if she didn’t believe me and was embarrassed. It was part of what made her perfect.

“Thank you,” she replied.

“You’d better come out here,” I told her. “If I come inside, we won’t make it out tonight.”

Her eyes widened, and for a moment, I thought she was going to ask me to come in. Even with her innocence, she was hungry to do more. That didn’t help my self-control.