“That’s okay, she understood. I gave her a short rundown of what happened. Told her your dad showed up and was waiting in your apartment with a gun demanding money.”
Haven nodded and put the rolls into the oven.
“She said something to me, though.”
Leaning against the counter, she asked, “What did she say?”
“She said she always had a feeling that your father abused you and your mother.”
Her brows shot up. “What?”
I nodded. “I told her that was your story to tell, not mine. She, of course, didn’t press on the issue; just said she hoped your father rotted in jail.”
“So do I.” Lifting onto her toes, she brushed a soft kiss across my lips. “Thank you for being there for me today.”
I slipped a loose strand of her hair behind her ear. “I’ll always be there for you, Haven. Always.”
Wrapping her arms around my neck, she smiled at me. “I’m suddenly hungry for dessert.”
“Dessert, huh?”
She nodded. “I think I can manage that.”
“I need it fast and hard, Nate.”
“That I know I can manage.”
Dropping to my knees, I slipped the sweats and her panties down. Haven stepped out of them, and I tossed them to the side.
“Fast and hard, you said?”
She nodded.
“Turn around and hold onto the counter.”
Her tongue dashed out, and shelicked her lips. “Okay.”
I undid my pants and took myself in my hand while I whispered, “Spread your legs, princess.”
She did, and I could hear her breathing pick up.
Slipping my hand between her legs, I pushed my fingers inside her and moaned when I felt how wet she was.
“Nate, please.”
“I’ve got you.”
“No, if you had me, you would be inside me already.”
I laughed. “Impatient little thing.”
She pushed her ass toward me, and I lined myself up with her hot entrance. One push, and I was seated completely.
“Oh, God! Move, Nate! Move!”
I gripped her hips and did precisely what she asked for. Hard and fast.
“Yes! Oh, God, yes, that feels so good,” Haven cried out as she pushed back against me. It wasn’t going to take me long to come, and I could feel Haven’s body squeezing around me.