Page 46 of Sinners Keepers
He laughed darkly, his chest rumbling against my back. “We’ll snuggle in shifts too.”
I smiled to myself, draping my leg over Law’s. I wasn’t sure I could ever snuggle close enough to either of them.
CHAPTERTWENTY-FIVE
Hunt
After three days of Nelia doting over Law like the sassy mother hen she was, he convinced her he was on the mend enough that she could leave and we’d all take great care of him.
I would genuinely miss having her around. Once the shock that she was his mother had worn off, it was nice being with her again. She’d taken such good care of me during my time at the hospital, and now I understood why.
I would also miss the meals she’d prepared for all of us while here. Now I knew where Law had found his love of cooking; it was apparently a love language in their family.
With the house finally empty of any extra guests, I only had one thing on my mind: gently fucking Law’s brains out.
I shimmied out of my jeans and stepped into a tight mesh corset-style bodysuit, the sheer black material clinging to my curves. Cute little ruffles lined the edges. It was feminine as fuck.
I looked myself over in the mirror. I lookedhot,and I was giddy for my guys to see me like this.
I did a little shimmy, because why the fuck not, and pranced down the hallway from my room to Law’s.
Easing the door open, I slipped inside.
He was laid up in bed with a bag of popcorn, watching reruns ofSupernatural. I was glad he was resting, Mama Nelia’s orders, but I supposed alittleactivity wouldn’t hurt him too much.
All the lights were off, the curtains drawn. The dimness of the room was broken only by the faint glow coming from the TV, casting dancing shadows across the walls and ceiling.
He had a glass bottle of root beer halfway to his mouth, preparing to take a drink, when his eyes caught on me—on what I was wearing.
He all but dropped it on the nightstand, the bottle thudding against the wood, teetering dangerously before he righted it. The bag of popcorn followed, and he eagerly sat up into a more seated position.
“Fuuuuuck,” he groaned, reaching for me as I approached the side of the bed. “Are you trying to kill me, baby?”
“No,” I said, climbing onto the bed to straddle him. “I just need you.” I kissed him softly. His lips were pouty in a way that reminded me of every basic attractive fuck boy, but nothing about this man wasbasic.
“I’m still in such rough shape,” he said, his hips jerking toward me of their own volition. “I can’t fuck you how I want to.”
“And how’s that?” I asked, quirking an eyebrow.
He kissed along my jawline. “Face down, ass up, pinned against this mattress by the back of your neck. Hard and fast while Alec and Ijah watch.”
That was… very specific. Damn.
I scooted in closer to him, rubbing myself against his hard cock. “Please,” I said, wrapping my arms around his neck. I didn’t care that our first time would be less than ideal. I didn’t need a hot, rough fuck. I just neededhim. “I’ll be so careful,daddy.”
Half a second later he twisted the fabric covering my breasts in each one of his hands, and before I could react, he shredded the entire bodysuit right down the middle.
I huffed out a sound of indignation, “That was expensive, Lawson!”
“Oh, with the full last name, huh?” he said, his lips crashing against mine. “You messed with the bull, baby girl.”
I moved off of him, removing the tattered pieces of fabric still clinging to my body. I eyed him indignantly the entire time. He just stared back at me with a cocky smirk.
“I’ll buy you a new one,” he said, nipping at my chin with his thumb and forefinger.
I tugged at his pajama pants, pulling his cock out and giving it a quick stroke before lowering my mouth to the tip. I placed a kiss there, teasing him. His head dropped back against the headboard as one of his hands threaded through the back of my hair.
“Don’t fucking tease me, Hunter,” he said sternly. My heart skipped a beat at his tone.
