“She’s in her room. We can go see her. You ready?”
I nodded sharply. Was I ready? Hell, no. But that wasn’t going to stop me from being by my mom’s side.
Chapter Fourteen
Judge
I stayed by Mom’s bedside for two days straight before Harper insisted that I go home.
“You need to get some sleep, and please, take a shower. I love you, but you stink.”
I started to protest, but she was ready for it. “I won’t leave her side. You heard what the doctor said this morning. Today is going to be a slow day. So, go home and come back rested and refreshed for when they start warming her up tomorrow.”
Reluctantly, I agreed. As much as I didn’t want to leave, Harper was right, on two counts. I did want to be well-rested before they started the warming process, and I smelled like two-day-old ass.
I pulled my bike into my empty garage and wondered why River’s car wasn’t there. Then, I glanced at my watch and realized it was barely seven o’clock in the morning, and she usually didn’t get home from work until around eight.
Once inside, I went straight for the shower, kicking off my boots and shedding my clothes along the way. I sighed when the hot water hit my body and soothed my sore muscles. Hospital furniture was not fit to be slept on for more than a few hours at a time.
When the water started to run cold, I put on my usual black boxer briefs followed by a pair of black drawstring pants and went out to the kitchen to make myself something to eat.
I was putting my dishes in the dishwasher when River came through the garage door. She kicked her shoes off and dropped her purse on the kitchen table before she saw me and yelped.
“Shit!” she cursed and placed a hand on her chest. “I didn’t know you were here.”
I arched an eyebrow. “You didn’t see my bike?”
“Obviously not. How’s your mom?” she asked and reached into the refrigerator for a bottle of water.
I waited for her to finish drinking and took the bottle from her hands. Then, I pulled her into a hug and held her against me while I spoke. “Thank you for being there. For helping her and stepping in so she could get the help she needed faster.”
She looked up and met my eyes. “You’re welcome. It was—”
And I couldn’t hold back any longer. I lowered my head and kissed her while she was still talking. And she didn’t resist. No, she melted into me and kissed me back with just as much fervor.
“Jonah,” she moaned and thrust her fingers into my hair.
I reached down and hoisted her up by her ass. She wrapped her legs around my waist and held on while I moved down the hall. Kicking my bedroom door shut, I moved to my bed, dropping her on it and following her down.
She wiggled underneath me while I devoured her mouth. I broke the kiss and studied her face. “You want this?”
Her cheeks flushed, but she nodded. When I just stared at her, she whispered, “Yes.”
With that, I ripped her top over her head and yanked her pants from her legs. She was fucking gorgeous laying there almost naked with her dark hair fanned around her, her flushed cheeks, and her swollen lips. “Fuck, River,” I breathed and reached for her bra, but she beat me to it.
She unclasped her bra and tossed it to the side, slowly lowering her arms and revealing a perfect set of tits. When she kept her eyes cast down, I realized she needed some reassurance. She was a beautiful, confident woman, but I knew she hadn’t always felt that way about herself, and I wasn’t going to let those old feelings resurface for her.
“You’re fucking gorgeous,” I told her as I leaned down and captured her nipple with my lips while my fingers teased and toyed with the other. I alternated between her breasts, and soon, she was moaning and grinding her cunt on my thigh.
Releasing her nipple with a pop, I slowly moved my hands down her stomach to slip between her skin and the band of her panties. With a firm grip, I tore the flimsy material from her body like a greedy kid ripping open presents. And what a present she was.
I was like a ravenous beast ready to devour every inch of her, but I wanted her to be as hungry as I was. Grabbing her by her waist, I lifted her as I rolled to my back and placed her perfect pussy right over my waiting mouth.
“Jonah,” she gasped in a weak protest.
“Ride my face, River,” I ordered. When she didn’t move, I placed my hands on her hips and started to guide her. As I licked, flicked, and sucked, she began moving on her own and soon the room was filled with her moans and gasps.
Despite her obvious enjoyment, I knew she was holding back, and I wasn’t having it. “I’m not stopping until you come on my face,” I said and punctuated my words with a light slap to her ass.