Page 66 of I Found You
The room spun as a wave of dizziness overtook me.
“What?” I asked as the same time Wyatt said, “Shit.”
“Listen. I know you have both become attached to her, and from the police department’s point of view, we oversee the investigation and identifying next of kin. DCF has been notified as well, just before I came here, and they will be responsible for determining if that next of kin is the appropriate placement.”
“Right. Of course. Thank you for coming by to tell us in person.” I told Luke.
“I’m not done looking into it. Now that we know who the family is, I’ll find out everything about these people,” Wes said.
Luke stood with his hands on his hips, and tipping his head back, he sighed.
“Yes, Wes. You are done. This is a police matter. You never should have been involved in the first place.” This time, his glare was aimed at Wyatt.
Wyatt shrugged and turned his attention to Wes. “Thanks,man. If you find anything, let me know.”
Wes nodded silently, and Luke ran his hands down his face.
Neither Luke nor Wes stayed much longer. While Wyatt was seeing them out, I got to my feet and went to the kitchen. But I wasn’t hungry or thirsty, so I walked back into the living room. I was too jittery to sit though. I needed to straighten the living room, right now. Blankets, burp clothes, a pack of wipes, baby toys. There were things everywhere. When did I start letting it get so messy in here?
“Hey. Hey, it’s going to be alright.” I looked up at Wyatt, then down at my armload of things. Wyatt took everything from my hands and dumped it on the sofa. Standing in front of me, he stroked his free hand up and down my arm. I reached out and took Jane from his hold, the overwhelming need to hold her consuming me.
Wyatt wrapped his arms around me, effectively sandwiching Jane between us. I felt him kiss the top of my head as we just stood like that.
The numbness started to fade throughout the evening. Our nighttime route played out exactly as it had every night before. I gave Jane a bath, rubbed lotion on her, put her in a clean diaper and pajamas, and gave her a bedtime bottle. By the time she was asleep, I was feeling much better.
Wyatt walked into the bedroom and wrapped his arms around me. Leaning back so I could tilt my face up to his, I kissed his chin, then his neck. His throaty growl sounded in my ear.
“Be careful, doll. I wasn’t looking to get anything started. I know you must be exhausted and stressed. But if it’s stress relief you want, I can help you out.”
I pushed my hands up the back of his shirt and let my nailsdrag down his back with just a little bit of pressure. His growl vibrated in his chest. Grabbing his shirt by the back collar, he ripped it over his head with one hand. Goodness, that was hot. He gently pushed me to my back on the bed and moved between my legs. I lifted my hips so he could pull my sleep shorts off, which he quickly removed. He dropped to his knees in front of me, his hands on my thighs pushing them further apart.
“Fuck. You are so fucking beautiful,” he said, trailing kisses across my pubic bone. His lips came around my clit, and his tongue flicked out in a quick motion. A sigh escaped my lungs.
“Do that again. You make me feel so good.”
With a featherlight kiss, followed by the pressure of his tongue, he circled my clit but this time added in a quick suck. I moaned loudly, my eyes rolling back.
“You’re so wet it’s driving me crazy.”
He descended his mouth on me, stroking his tongue up my slit. Alternating between sucking on my clit and fucking me with his tongue, he ravaged me until I was writhing on the bed. My body was winding tighter and tighter as he continued his onslaught. Just as I was at the point of climax, he pulled off me.
“What… why did you…” I started, but Wyatt quickly jumped to his feet and pulled off his pants. He climbed on top of me and kissed me hard. I could taste myself on his lips. Pulling his bottom lip into my mouth, I sucked on it and was rewarded with a feral groan.
“How do you want it, doll? Fast and hard or slow and sweet?”
I cupped his face in my hands. “I just want you, Wyatt. I need you. However you want me.”
Manhandling me, he pulled me further onto the bed andflipped me onto my belly. I let out a startled squeal and started laughing.
Moving behind me, Wyatt leaned over my back and whispered, “You like that? You like when you make me lose my mind?”
“Yes,” I answered. “Now, kiss me.”
He obliged, kissing me hard. And as his lips met mine, his dick thrust into my entrance. My body was primed and already at the precipice. With the stretch, the pressure, the fullness I felt, I immediately came, my inner walls contracting around his cock.
“Jesus Christ, Maeve,” Wyatt said quietly.
“Move, please, Wyatt. I need you to fuck me.”
