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“We will do the talking.Don’t hold back any emotion; just stand with us and we will handle the rest,” he says.
“What about Matthew?”I ask.
“You keep your head held high, and you do your job.You are damn good at what you do, so just focus on that,” he says.“Nothing will change.You will keep the same responsibilities.”
“What about the board?”
“Don’t worry about that.We will have a meeting after the press conference, but again, we will handle it,” he says.“Let’s get out and lie down.”
We get out, and Remy dries me off before he takes me into the room.Instead of getting dressed, he has me get into bed before leaving the room.When he gets back, he is grinning.
“What?”I ask.He sets a bag in front of me, and I gasp.“Did you…”
“Order hot wings so we can sit in bed and eat?Yes,” he says.“Cameron and Tris went and picked it up for us.”
“I never imagined I’d be eating hot wings while naked in your bed,” I say.
“As long as we don’t follow this up with a blow job,” he laughs, handing me napkins.We sit with our backs against the headboard and the blanket over our laps.He got me the hottest wings they sell, but he has sweet barbeque.He has never handled hot food well, but I love it.
My favorite memory of us is this right here, only I was dressed.When I needed to escape, we would sit in his bed, eat hot wings, watch movies, and I would eventually fall asleep.It has always been our thing since I was young.Even four years older, Remy and Cam have always been like best friends to me.
“Want to try one?”I ask Remy.He laughs, but doesn’t say no.“They aren’t that hot.”
“You are part demon.It’s not hot if the hellfire burns within you,” he teases.I clean my hands with napkins before I move his empty food container.He laughs again when I throw the covers off him so I can climb into his lap to straddle him.
“Kiss me,” I say sweetly.He gently holds my face and presses his lips against mine.As we got lost in our kiss, he groans when he can taste the spice that lingers on my tongue.When I pull away, I laugh when he is in visible pain.“Try one, Remy.”
“Kissing you shouldn’t be painful,” he says, squeezing my hips.
“Eat the last one, and then you can fuck me,” I say with a grin.
“I might actually hurt you if I fuck you while in pain.”He laughs.
“That’s the idea,” I tell him with a sweet smile.I lean over and grab a napkin so I can pick up my last wing.He narrows his eyes, but opens his mouth to let me feed it to him.He takes the entire flat piece in his mouth, and I slowly pull it out as he cleans it down to the bone.At the same time, I lower myself on his cock, and he groans.As he chews, I toss the bone and napkin into the container and push it off to the side.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” he pants after swallowing the food.“Oh my God, Lori.You’re trying to kill me.”
“Give me the pain, Remy.I promise I can take it,” I say before kissing him.He immediately moves me so I am on my belly across the bed before pulling me up to my knees.When he surges into me, he instantly finds a speed and depth that makes me scream.He is absolutely ruthless about the way he pounds into me.I get to a point where my belly is aching, and I try to pull myself away to get him to stop pushing so deep.
“No,” he growls as he pulls my arms behind my back and holds them with one hand.His other tangles in my hair to pull my head back as he drives in deeper.
“It hurts,” I moan.
“Good,” he growls at me again.“Fucking come for me.Show me how much you love the way I fuck this tight little cunt.”
My body is trembling and shaking as my orgasm rips through me, yet he still offers no reprieve.I’m trying to straighten my body in hopes that he won’t be able to push as deep as he is, but he simply releases my arms to get a tight hold on my hips.I am clawing at the bed, trying to pull myself away as he rails into me.He is yanking my hips back as he drives into me, making me cry out each time he bottoms out.I don’t beg him to stop or say anything; I just come over and over again.
“Fuuuck, yes.Take my come, Little Fawn.Take every fucking drop,” he groans as he explodes inside of me.We are both panting and gasping for air as we lie on the bed.An unknown amount of time passes before he rolls me onto my back.My body is still trembling, and tingles still cover my skin.
“I love you, Remington,” I say softly.
“I love you too, Lorelei,” he says with a sweet smile before gently kissing me.
Chapter Twelve
Lorelei
Gettingoutofthegate this morning was a challenge because the news vans were in our way.I think that was intentional so they could get a better look at us, but the windows in the back are blacked out.It was insanely nerve-wracking to be able to see them surround the car but know that they couldn’t see us.
