"What do you want, Rem?" he asked, slipping a finger inside of .
"I want to forget."
He shook his head. "No."
I squird, pushing against his finger and settling a heel on his shoulder. "Just for a little while," I begged.
"That’s not what our bed’s for, baby."
"rrick," I rasped.
He slid his finger out of and I whimpered with need. He leaned over and t my eyes. "Our bed’s for makin’ love and sleepin’. You wanna forget anything, you forget so other way, but if you want to heal, I’ll fuck you so hard, you’ll always rember who loves you. Got it?"
I swallowed, nodding and crying out when his finger slipped back inside of , sweeping against my walls before his thumb connected with my clit.
"Look at , baby."
I lifted my head slightly and watched him smile. "You co every ti you wanna co, yeah?"
I nodded.
"Don’t wait."
"Okay, Tweety." I dropped my head back to the mattress and pressed into his hand.
He added a finger then another, before he moved, faster and faster, his palm slapping against my clit as his fingers fucked hard and deep. I gripped his wrist, stilling him, lifting my hips as an orgasm washed over , then he was kneeling between my legs and his girth was filling and I felt ho.
He kissed , burying himself deeper and deeper, and once again, an orgasm ca hard and fast. I dug my heels into his ass and let the climax wash over as unbidden tears slid down my cheeks.
"Fuck," he whispered, shifting so he could thumb my tears gently away. "Baby, don’t cry."
"I’m okay, Tweety. You just make everything so much better."
"And that’s why you’re crying?"
I nodded. "Yes. Don’t stop, Tweety. Please. I’ll die if you stop."
He pushed in further and I raised one leg higher to take him deep, so deep I felt like he was touching my womb and slid my hands into his hair. Then he kissed , and I kissed him back, the movent of his hips making my pussy ripple in response.
"rr," I breathed out, another orgasm building.
His hand cupped my breast, his fingers rolling my nipple to a tight bud, and I let myself go. He wasn’t far behind, evidenced by the low grunt he gave , and his hand moving to grip my thigh as he ca inside of .
He kissed as he rolled us onto our sides, my legs still wrapped around his waist and his dick still buried deep.
"I’ll marry you," I whispered.
"Yeah?"
I nodded. "I know we have a lot to figure out, but I can’t imagine my life without you for a day, let alone a lifeti."
He stroked my cheek and smiled. "Sa, honey."
"I like this kind of healing. It’s very Marvin Gaye."
He chuckled, kissing quickly, then sliding out of and heading to the bathroom. I climbed under the covers just as he returned with a warm washcloth that he settled between my legs to clean up. Chucking the cloth in the corner, he climbed in beside and pulled over his chest.
"I wanna take you ho next week."
"I thought you were here for two," I countered.
"Yeah, baby, but I think we should do the morial service, then head ho. It’s not safe here."
"What about Kennedy?"
"She’s ours now, Rem. She’ll be protected."
I settled my chin on my hand and t his eyes. "What do you an she’s yours?"
"Mouse has claid her."
"What?" I sat up. "How do you know that?"
He grinned in response.
"She won’t like it."
rrick shrugged. "I highly doubt he’ll give a shit."
"Honey, you have to warn him." I shook my head. "Not to speak ill of my bestie, but she’s a ball-buster. Like, a serious one...it’s a sport for her."
"Pretty sure he can handle it."
"He’s probably ten years younger than her."
"So?"
"So, he’s a baby." I dragged my hands down my face. "She’ll eat him alive."
"And he’ll love every second."
"Jebus, he’s in for a challenge."
rrick tugged down on top of him again. "I have it on good authority he likes a challenge."
I sighed and snuggled closer again. "I guess if he likes a challenge..."
"You done worrying about everyone else?"
"Probably not," I admitted.
"It’s all good, Eeyore." He grinned, kissing again. "You wouldn’t be you if you didn’t worry, and I happen to love everything about you."
"Are you going to have ti to help with the bank stuff on Monday?"
"I gave you everything. Do you need to hold your hand?"
I glanced up at him. "Kinda."
"I have so casework I need to get moving on, but we can do it after lunch."
"Am I going to be able to take a couple of classes?"
His body stiffened. "Where?"
"At Parker."
Parker Conservatory had been my ho away from ho ever since I’d started dancing at five years old. Whenever I could drop in for a class I would, although, my chances had been few and far between of late.
"That doesn’t help , Rem. Need to know where."
"Oh, of course."
I gave him the general vicinity, since he wouldn’t know the location by the address and he seed to relax a bit.
"You set it up and I’ll take you and pick you up," he said. "Just not Monday."
"Okay." I bit back a yawn, burrowing further into him.
"You gonna sleep now?"
"Yes. Don’t leave, okay?"
"I’m right here, Rem."
I closed my eyes and slept.
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