Page 55 of Straight, No Chaser
“I can’t do this. I can’t be here with you any more. Not after what you've done.”
“What?”
She gasps, and whips around from Eli’s anguished cry. He clutches the door frame, bawling from her threat.
“You’re making her leave?”
Terror darkens his expression. All the memories of Dad and Harper flooding across his blood red face. He flies toward me. Tiny fists pounding my legs and stomach. I don’t deflect the blows, painful only to my heart. I did this. I fucking broke this family after I swore to fucking god that I wouldn’t.
“It’s okay. It’s okay. I’m not leaving.” She pulls him off me, and clutches him to her. Stroking over and over his black hair, with a shaking hand. Whispering her soothing words against his neck. Still so fucking strong to put him first after I devastated her. “I promise. I’m not going anywhere.”
“Really? You’re not leaving me?”
“No, Eli, I would never leave you.”
His death grip loosens while his sobs turn to soft cries. The panic replaced with the realization of what he almost lost. Of what my selfishness almost stole from him.
After a few minutes, she scoops him up and carries him out of the room. Both of them. Away from me. Leaving me too fucked up to do anything but slide down the wall. My ass hitting the floor harder than my broken heart shatters.
* * *
Heat blazesthrough my body whenSucker for Painblasts through the quiet conversation in our leadership meeting. I haven't heard her ring tone in more than a month. Thirty-three days to be exact. Yeah, I'm a motherfucking pussy who knows. I don't even have to fucking count. I just remember when my heart beat last.
Unaware how fucking sexy she was lying across my bed, jacking around with my phone. Looking up times for the movie Eli wanted to see that afternoon. Sprawled on her stomach wearing only little silver boy shorts, her cute ass peeking out from underneath the lace. I couldn't fucking resist crawling up her body, kissing the silky skin of her back and biting her shoulder. Ready to pull her up to her knees and sink into her sweet pussy. I'd never taken her from behind before, and my cock was curious to see her reaction.
Giggling instead of moaning was the not the response I wanted when I ran my hand up her rib cage to cup her heavy breast. I roll the nipple between my thumb and forefinger, kissing along her jaw line, unable to resist smiling at her cheek lifted from her own grin. "What's so funny?"
A delicate finger taps the screen and a seductive beat fills the air.
I'm just a sucker for pain
I wanna chain you up
I wanna tie you down
I'm just a sucker for pain
"That's the song you have for me?"
"Yeah, you don't like it?"
Hesitation steals her humor. "I cause you pain?"
"Only to my cock." I glide her panties down her hips and finally get the groan I want. That I need. Her body arches toward me, her narrow hips pushing back into my thighs. "You own me, angel. You must know that you're the only person who could ever hurt me."
"I never will."
"I know."
“Sir? Your phone?”
Jon’s confused voice yanks me out of my pussy daydream. Molly and I've handled everything via text and through Kurt and Tyson. Unwilling to be anywhere near me unless absolutely necessary for Eli. Clipped conversations in his presence, with her locking herself in her room every night once he’s in bed. Living like fucking strangers in the same damn house.
What the fuck is making her call now? I don't want to answer because I know hearing her voice will fucking break me. But I can't stop myself from weakening to the woman who has my balls and my heart. "Molly?"
"Luc?"
The fire turns to fury from Eli's frightened tone. No one fucks with Molly or him. I push off my chair and stride to the door. Forcing my tone to be casual even as I plot to destroy whoever the fuck has been fucking stupid enough to scare my brother. "Hey little man. What's up?"
