Page 24 of Felonies are Forever

My father lives in only a couple rooms in the house at this point. His eccentricities have grown since I left years ago. He stays in his office, or takes the private elevator to his suite on the third floor. Since I’ve been here, I have the entire house to myself so I feel safe having Thorne with me. For the first time since I’ve been back, I don’t feel so lonely in this huge house.

I lead him out onto the veranda that overlooks the ocean. My family is old money here on the island. They’ve been involved in politics and business ventures here for a century. I grew up as a princess, but I was still the black sheep. When I left, all I remember is heading to the airport.

Nowhere to go.

I’d just scanned the departures leaving in the next two hours. Flight 2670. To Detroit. Where Philip died. It’s nowhere I’d ever been, but for some reason, it made me feel closer to him.

I landed in Detroit, barely any money, and nowhere to stay. I met a sweet lady as I stood outside the terminal crying. She was my guardian angel and I know now the universe sent her to me.

Mrs. Takashima.

“Come here.” He takes my hand and sits down on one of the long sofas that adorn the stone patio, pulling me into his lap. “You’re glad I’m here.”

It’s not a question, and all I can do is rest my forehead on his shoulder, hoping he will forgive me. I nod a bit against him and wait for him to tell me what I need to hear.

“Baby girl. Listen to me. We may have only had one night together, but you are mine. That’s it. I will come and find you a thousand times if I need to. I don’t care if it doesn’t sound logical. I tried to give you time. Then I realized that wasn’t going to work. So I started searching for you. You certainly know how to run and hide your tracks, CeeCee Baldwin. I mean, Peabody, but I’m persistent.”

“And I’m an idiot. I felt the same way about you, but I don’t know. The next day it just felt like I was reliving past mistakes. You had a visitor to the apartment, by the way.”

“I know. Saul. Let’s just say we caught up with each other. He won’t bother you again.”

“He was saying all these things about how you guys share girls and, I don’t know, other crazy stuff. I guess I just freaked the fuck out.”

“He had no right scaring you like that, and what he said was a load of crap. I guess you know that I went to prison. I’m not proud of it, but it happened. I deserved it, I’m not going to lie to you. I met Saul in there, but we were never what you’d call friends.”

“I know, and I’m not judging you for who you used to be. But when I found that out, and then when I heard from my father that my mom had passed, I was sure it was a sign. A sign that it was time for me to grow up, stop making stupid mistakes, and come home. So I did. But I thought about you every minute of every day.” I bite my lip. Knowing if this is going to work, one hundred percent honesty in the only way. “One more thing.”

I pull his hand and set it on my belly. Tears well in my eyes as I see the immediate connection light up his eyes. I don’t need to say the words, he knows.

“I didn’t think I could be happier than I was one second ago. But, I am.”

He pulls me into his chest. The soft drum of his heart in my ear as his chest rises and falls.

“I love you little bird. I have since the first moment you came into my shop. And I’ll love you for every moment from now until death do us part. Every moment.”

Thorne

To have her like this, curled in my lap, her breathing slow and steady…content is the only word that makes sense for how I feel right now. Knowing she’s breathing easier because I’m here just confirms that my entire reason for being is to take care of her. Of us.

Of everything we are to become.

“You’re so beautiful, Cee,” I whisper as my lips taste her neck, my fingers wrapping in the back of her hair, pulling her head sideways as I feed on the flavor of what’s mine. My teeth leave a mark where they’ve been, and her squirming on my lap turns my cock to iron.

“I’m so happy you’re here.” Her words come out in a breathy, slow stream.

“Fuck, I’ve missed you, Cee.” They aren’t just words, they speak of something deep within me, down from my core, a pain that I felt from the moment I knew she was gone. It’s an emotional need, but it’s a physical one, too. They’re connected, intertwined, inseparable. “I’ve missed your pussy. I need you to take a seat on my face for about four hours. I’ve never felt anything like you, little bird. I want it all.”

I scoop her up and gather her into my chest.

“Careful,” she giggles as I step toward the open door of the veranda. “I’ve put on a few pounds.”

“Just more of you to love, little bird. I’ll take every inch and come back for more every time.”

“I’m sorry I ran.”

“Shhh. I need you. We need this now. I need to fuck you. That’s where we need to start. Trust me. We need to rebuild that connection, and this is the fastest way.”

Her arms wrap around my neck as I step inside the mansion. Her eyes are on mine, her tongue wetting her bottom lip. I think of her spitting and drooling on my cock as I drive it down her throat.

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