The cleanup crew twat wannabe who couldn’t keep his trap shut? He… had his dick inside my woman… first? I almost threw up.
“It wasn’t even a big deal. He basically just held me against a wall and then walked away. I mean, I guess some parts were kind of…”
My hand went over her mouth because if she uttered one more goddamn word, I would light this entire room on fire.
“What are you thinking about?” Daph blinked, nudging her cheeks against my nose, forcing the memory to fade.
“The night you told me Rinley was your first.”
Daph made a face and nudged me in the gut.
“Gross. Why?”
“Why did you give him that part of yourself?” I asked, wrapping her in my arms before she could squirm away from the question.
“Thay,” she squeezed her eyes shut and pursed her lips together.
“Daph, he is the fucking worst!”
“Nobody wanted me, and I was tired of feeling broken.”
Nobody wanted her?I could name at least thirteen dicks in this house that jump at attention every time she walks into a room. Mine included.
“It was a stupid choice, and one I made forever ago,” she laughed, shaking her head.
“Did you know I dragged him to the edge of the wall the night you told me… by a rope Wolfe slung over his neck?” I watched the brightness in her eyes grow. Daphne liked it when I fought for her, and fuck if it did not make her hips lean into mine just enough for me to feel it in my spine. “He didn’t get hard, though, or know why. Just pissed his pants.”
She smirked, gliding her palm over my cheek before losing it at the base of my neck.
“I should have been brave enough to ask you to take it,” she said, playing with the tip of my ear. “But I was afraid you would say no. And I was not so good at handling your rejection back then.”
She wasn’t good at it now, but I wasn’t about to mention that out loud.
I hated that she felt that way, especially because I wanted her. All of her. Inside me. Above me. Through me! There was no space I wished she would not occupy, no piece of me I wouldn’t give her if only I knew it wouldn’t kill her in the end.
“I probably would have said no,” I admitted, hating that about me. “But I certainly wouldn’t have let you give it to fucking Rinley.”
Daph wrapped her legs around my hips in a playful lock.
“I wouldn’t have let myself give it to him either,” she yawned, kissing me on the throat.
This was when she would leave me. Traipse off into the bathroom in her messy white tank top, with her tits poking through and her panties only covering half of her ass. I loved the wild in her and the way she never apologized. How beautiful she looked, no matter how the world left her: starving on a bench, dying in the rain, or crawling out of my arms to begin her morning.
And I don’t know what it was? The idea of Rinley. The way the shadows kissed my woman awake this morning… Or just the sleep tangled up in her hair, but when she moved to start her day, I didn’t let go.
“Thay?” she scrunched her nose, and before I could keep my body from being a fucking idiot, I kissed it.
Not her mouth, I told myself.Whatever you do, don’t fucking kiss her.But this part of her, I took.
Daphne stilled, and I peered into her, searching for permission to lose my fucking mind. To make this mistake! Begging her to tell me no… and knowing that she wouldn’t.
“Thay,” her breath stopped, when my hands slipped to her panties. She was warm. Wet. And quiet.
“Daphne,” I mouthed carefully, removing them from her thigh in a slow trickle. Giving her time to tell me to stop. “I want you.”
“You do?” Her expression teetered somewhere between shock and amusement, as if she was waiting for me to pull the cord on my jest, but when my cock rolled forward to nudge at her entrance, she stopped smiling.
“Since when?”