Page 43 of Falling Hard

Chapter 12

Libby

Leaving Emmie by herself, I made my way downstairs and headed for Lynx, who was lying on the couch. I slowly made my way over to the couch and crawled on top of him, which caused him to grunt in surprise. He wrapped his arms around me and squeezed tightly as I lay my head on his chest. “So comfy. Maybe a nap doesn’t sound like such a bad idea.” I sighed. The rise and fall of his chest and the sound of his heart beating lulled me to sleep.

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A loud bangjolted me awake, and I fell off the couch with a thud. Instantly, Lynx was on his feet, gun drawn and aimed at whoever came through the door.

“Where the fuck is she?” Maiden growled. He wore a look of desperation I’d never seen before, and his fists were clenched. He looked crazed.

I stood up quickly and wrapped my arms around Lynx’s waist. As I peeked my head out from behind him, I breathed hard from being startled so suddenly. “She’s down the hall. Last bedroom on the left,” I muttered.

Maiden instantly took off down the hall, and once he’d disappeared, Lynx put his gun back in its holster, turned, wrapped his arms around me, and kissed the top of my head.

“Gotta head out before the storm, babe. Gotta get this taken care of,” he said while trying to remove my arms from around his waist.

“Aww, can’t you stay, please, for me.” I all but begged, giving him my puppy dog eyes.

“Libby, I can’t,” he said firmly

My heartbeat picked up, and tears stung my eyes as I let go of him. I spun around so he couldn’t see my shaking hands as I tried to control my breathing.

“Fine. Just fucking leave. I don’t care,” I spat out, speed walking out of the living room to the room I had decided to stay in on the opposite side of the building. I had just reached my bedroom door when a large hand grabbed my arm and spun me around, then Lynx’s lips crashed onto mine as he slammed me against the door. All the burning rage coming off him poured into to me as he held me in my spot.

Pulling away, he growled at me, then opened my bedroom door, and shoved me inside. Once we were both in, he slammed it shut and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my dress hiking up significantly, and he put his hands on my ass as he pinned me to the wall. Nipping at my neck, he growled. “So damn needy. Gonna have to teach you who’s in control.”

I moaned and wrapped my arms around his neck, holding onto him with all the strength I could muster. He ripped my panties off with one hand, then undid his jeans and pulled them down to free himself. He grabbed my hips again before slamming into me hard, filling me completely. My walls clamped around him tightly, and I leaned my head back against the wall as he nipped and bit my neck, which would surely bruise later.

“I’m going to leave, and you’re going to be fine. I will come back.” He growled as he pounded into me hard and fast.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I screamed, panting hard as my nails dug into his shoulders. I rocked my hips against him as best I could and looking down to watch him pound into me, spurred me on even more.

Lynx put me down, then spun me around to face the door, and entered me again. Barely breaking the momentum of his thrusts, he reached between my legs and rubbed my nub quickly, biting my shoulder as we both climaxed.

After pulling out, he headed to the bathroom to clean himself up, and I sagged to the floor trying to catch my breath. “You can’t just use sex to fix all our problems, you know, no matter how amazing it is,” I hollered after him. I was unable to stand on my own two legs, my body completely spent.

“I can and I will because it works.” He chuckled as he entered the room again, daring me to challenge him. When I didn’t, he sat down on the edge of the bed.

I got up to clean myself. Once finished, I sat next to him on the bed and rested my head on his shoulder.

“Damn my body for needing yours. It’s not fair, not fair at all,” I grumbled as I closed my eyes. “How long will you be gone for?”

“Don’t know. My number’s in your phone. Message me as much as you like,” Lynx said softly, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. “I’ll send Critter inside. He’s workin’ on his bike in the garage.”

“Okay, that would be nice. It looks like it’s going to storm, and I hate storms. Can’t you please just stay?” I pouted as he got up and headed to the bedroom door and shaking his head, he left.

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