Page 95 of Break Out

I turned to find Steel staring at me. “Who painted this?” I asked, even though I suspected I knew the answer.

“I did.”

I nodded. “When?”

“Doesn’t matter.”

“Okay, then why did you paint it?”

He stared at me some more. For so long, it was almost unbearable. Finally he said, “Haven’t even shared this with Torque. That’s a reminder – of where I’ve been, and that I don’t ever want to go back there.”

“Jail,” I murmured.

His mouth opened, closed, and then he speared me with his eyes. “I didn’t say that.”

“You didn’t have to, honey.”

“Fuck, you’re too much,” he bit out, stalking to me.

I smiled. “I’m not really. If anything, I can read you, Raymond.”

His eyes closed, he turned his head to the side, and he groaned.

“You don’t want me calling you that?”

He turned to me, his eyes open and boring into me. “Far from it. I love hearing you call me that.” His fingers came to my shorts working at my fly. “Fuck, I need be inside you, Simone.”

“Good,” I whispered, my hands moving to his belt.

He shoved my shorts down and I stepped out of them. His hand grabbed mine, and he tugged me around the brick wall and into a sunken living room full of cozy, overstuffed furniture. He led me to a huge light gray sectional where he quickly took off his boots, socks, pants, and boxer-briefs. I followed his lead and removed the rest of my clothes.

His arms came around me, he grabbed my ass, lifted me and laid me down on the sectional. I wrapped my legs around his waist, his cock lining up with my pussy. I arched in an effort to bring him inside me, but he pulled back and looked down at me.

“Christ, you’re so fucking beautiful spread out on my sofa.” His hands massaged my breasts, and since I’d told him how sensitive they were during our four-hour drive, his touch was incredibly gentle. “Such perfect tits.”

I took his cock in my hand and gave him a stroke. “I’m glad you like them, but I thought you needed to be inside me?”

The way his eyes locked on me, I expected him to say something. Instead, he leaned down while surging inside me, filling me like nobody else.

“Yes, baby,” I whispered.

“You got that right, Simone,” Steel said.

The urgent way he started, I expected a fast, furious fucking, but instead, Steel took his time. Savored every kiss, each stroke, and worked us both up higher than before which made it more explosive when we both found our release.

While he caught his breath, I ran my fingers through one side of his hair. He caught my gaze, and I wanted to say it. The words were right there. Yet, I didn’t want to break the spell.

His eyes searched mine. “It’s not free any more.”

My lips tipped up. “What isn’t free any more?”

“The falling isn’t free. You don’t want this with me, Jade, you better decide because there’s no going back. I love you.”

Part of me thought I misheard him, but I’d listened so closely, the beautiful words were carved into my mind. I’d replay this moment at will.

My teeth sunk into the side of my lower lip. “I love you, too, tough guy.”

He kissed me and we made out for a while before he lifted me from the couch and took me to another room. I opened my eyes and found we were in a huge master bathroom and Steel had set me on a marble counter between two sinks.

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