Page 53 of Sinners Keepers
I gasped as he latched onto my clit, sucking until I trembled against him. My breath came in shallow puffs as my orgasm crested, the wave of pleasure made more intense by the fact that I had taken him so deeply into my throat I’d sufficiently cut off my own airway.
His cock pulsed in my mouth, spurting cum. I sucked him greedily, wanting every last drop of him.
He moaned, the suddenness of it sending a jolt through me as the sound vibrated against my sensitive nerve endings.
I righted his pants, kissing along the v-line of his defined abs as I settled the band back in place.
I laid my head on his thigh, fully intending to stay there for all of eternity. I was sated, my mind somewhere in another dimension.
The way being with my guys like this made me forget all the things I would soon have to face was the headspace I wished I could permanently stay in.
Law patted my hip, drawing my attention back to the present. “Bring me those pretty lips. I need to kiss you.”
I turned, drawn up the length of his body by some unseen force. His lips were like a magnet to mine, the taste of myself on them fucking everything.
He pulled on the end of my necklace, tightening the chain around my throat as he ran his tongue over mine.
Everything he did only made me want more of him, and I knew I’d never be able to get enough.
Of him—of any of them.
They consumed my thoughts even though I had so many other things I could be—and maybe should be—dwelling on right now. Law's lips against mine lit a fire deep within my core. I felt the same with each of them. The feeling of their lust—their love—burned more intensely with each passing day. Nothing would ever smother the fire I had inside for them. The embers came to life again each time their lips met mine, my thoughts constantly straying to wonder how their hands would find their way to my body next.
He tucked me into the crook of his arm, flicking the TV to a different movie. It was one of my favorites, and I smiled as he held me close.
Content, I drifted to sleep before the opening scene began to play.
CHAPTERTWENTY-NINE
Hunt
Iwoke again sometime in the middle of the night, the chill of being in an empty bed skating over my skin. The bathroom door was closed, and a line of light shone from underneath. I settled myself, listening to the sounds coming from the other side of it as I waited for Law to rejoin me.
I leaned over, taking my phone from the nightstand. 2 AM.
It buzzed in my hand, my heart thudding in my ears when I saw a text flash across the screen. A message from an unsaved number.
Unknown
You have until morning to come home. If you’re not here by 6, I’m sending my men to remove you by force and you can watch as your little boyfriends bleed out on the floor.
My stomach lurched.
Just thethoughtof what he’d described sent a wave of nausea over me.
Images of each of them flashed in my mind, broken and bloody in various ways. Shot. Stabbed. Their throats slit.
I couldn’t let that happen, couldn’t risk seeing any one of them hurt trying to protect me if there was anything at all I could do to prevent it from happening.
I weighed my options, briefly considering just doing what my dad had asked: sneaking out without a word and handing myself over to him. My love for them overshadowed everything else: the fear I felt of going back to my dad alone and my ability to think logically. I shook myself, clearing my head the best I could, and reminded myself of the last time I’d made such a stupid decision with the intention of keeping Ijah out of harm’s way.
I couldn’t do that again. I had no choice but to tell them. We all knew this day would come. We’d been waiting for it. And now my dad had shown his hand, thinking that I would be so easily fucking manipulated into giving him what he wanted just as I always had.
Not this time.
I slipped off the bed and padded over to the door, knocking softly. I could hear the sound of the shower running. I tested the doorknob, finding it unlocked, and nudged it open to step inside.
“Law?” I said, my voice quieter than I’d intended. I was so nervous, so fucking afraid of what came next for all of us.
