Page 94 of Vulnerate

Parents fuck their kids up whether they’re present or absent. My own made my life better when we got away from them while Dani’s fucked with her head without ever speaking to her.

She’s silent for so long I think she’s not going to speak until a small voice breaks through the air.

“Do you know why I was interested in typography?”

I nod because there’s nothing I don’t know about my woman, and she looks up at me with her brows together. “You felt like you couldn’t talk toanyone, so you hid it in your art.”

She’s so pure she felt hurt over being hurt for fuck’s sake. A twisted cycle of not being allowed emotions because the people responsible were dealing with their own shit.

My family are crazy criminals but there’s never been a time we’ve beat into each other out of choice. Our fucked up sense of humor doesn’t cross the line that we flirt with. Our wrongs are supported as much as our very few rights and Dani has always been the only good. Vlad’s insistence that she’s family doesn’t even get any arguments and I’m sure Dima’s miserable ass even missed her presence.

Leaning down so we’re eye to eye, I reiterate what I know to be true. “You’re family; always have been, always will be. With or without me by your side.”

The water turns cold, and I kiss her cheek as I stand carrying us out. Wrapping a towel around Dani’s back I dry her off without moving her off me. She can wet the sheets with water instead of her cum.I don’t let her go as I lay on my back in the middle of the bed, and she doesn’t move off my chest. My little weighted blanket. We’re both naked and I can feel her body react to mine. The vixen moves down pretending to get comfortable while biting her lip and that wicked gleam in her eye proves it’s not innocent. Holding her ass so she can’t get relief, I close my eyes feigning sleep.

A gust of air hits my chest with Dani’s frustration but I don’t move. This is how I feel every second of the day, this need inside me that’s beyond lust. Her sweet voice touches my skin as she sweetly says, “I know you’re not asleep, don’t you want to fuck me?”

She’s testing me, seeing if I’ll go back on what we agreed. I stay still and repeat her words. “I thought it was a mistake.”

The most perfect little whimper leaves her tugging at the very little control I have.Moving to my lips she nods, and her voice is filled with sex.

“It is.”

She’s getting wetter without us even touching. My eyes open and my tone hardens as I slap my hands off her ass.

“Such a dirty little slut, always needing to come.”

This woman is going to be the death of me. She flicks her tongue against my bottom lip and pushes her ass back taunting me. “That’s what you want me to be, your little whore to use?”

Forcing my body to stay relaxed and not fuck her how I want deserves a medal. My fingers dig into her ass so she can’t move, and I bite her bottom lip. Soothing the sting with my tongue, every syllable leaving me has my artist getting more needy.

“You haven’t earned being my slut yet, all those little fucking whimpers and moans but you still say it’s a mistake.”

She’s delusional and nods instead of admitting she’s mine.I pull her up, so her hips are resting above my abs, not touching anything, or getting any relief.

“How many times until it isn’t a mistake, rodnaya?”

Whatever the number is I’ll fuck her that many times before the sun has come up to close that gap. Smiling sweetly at me it turns to pout trying to convince me to move.

“Four? Five?” I’m about to flip her on to her back when she ruins it by speaking again. “I should have gone home with Kacey.”

THIRTY-SEVEN

Daniela

Trying to use jealousy to get what I want has the opposite effect. Val freezes and hesitates before opening his mouth. Nothing comes out but a sigh and he sits up turning serious.

“I’m not some judgmental little cunt and I know you won’t feel that way about everyone.” I can feel the but coming without any reference to whatever it is he’s going to say. “You’ve given your rules, I’ll never be alone with a woman who isn’t family. But I need you to be honest with me about any of your friends who you’ve been with or been attracted to.”

I don’t like mature Val, he’s better when he’s childish.

It’s stupid as fuck that I feel shy discussing this part of myself. Tali asked a million questions and I never cared, even with Isabella it was fine. But it feels different with Val. Tracing his features with the pads of my fingers like I’m making a sculpture makes it easier to speak.

“I have to connect with someone mentally before anything physical. It’s weird but it’s just the way my brain and body work.”

I feel small as though it’s a weakness. I can look at a person and find them visually appealing. If they don’t have the same impact when my eyes are closed then it’s forgotten.

Soft lips press into my fingertips and his smile touches them as my other hand follows.

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