Page 382 of Under Her Skin
Selima laughed. “You know it. God, Ama, I missyou.”
“Oh, me too, boo. So much. When your semester is over, promise me you’ll come toItaly?”
Selima smiled into the phone. “Try and stopme.”
Ama seemed to hesitate then. “How is your protection workingout?”
Selima’s smile faded. “So far, so good. They’re very discreet, but still …I could do without them. I have Chasenow.”
“Chase, is it? Well, he’s probably not going to be locked and loaded, is he, so the protection stays. Sorry, sis.” Ama chuckled. “But tell me more aboutChase.”
Later,when Chase got up and sleepily lurched into her bathroom to shower, Selima took stock of what her sister had said. Selima was overjoyed that Ama had split from Jackson Gallo. The man was a creep who had kept hitting on her throughout his engagement to Ama. But the repercussions of how they had split up had crashed through Selima’s life here in Los Angeles. Jackson Gallo’s threats to her own safety had shocked Selima, but his obvious rage and obsession with her sister scared her more. She had no doubt at all that Jackson would harm Amalia if he could, and although Selima was glad Ama was with Enda, she didn’t know Enda at all well and didn’t know if she could trust him to protect her sister. It made her sick to the stomach to think of Ama beinghurt.
Chase came into the kitchen, stealing a piece of toast from her plate. She had met him only recently. He was a new transfer in from a college in Minnesota, and he had a warm, guileless charm that she loved. He’d grinned at her across a lecture hall, and although she tried to play it cool, her stomach filled with butterflies. Turned out, he was a friend of one of her friends and on a group night out, they had gotten to talking. Since then, he’d stayed everynight.
He bent to kiss her now, tasting of toast and toothpaste. She wrinkled her nose. “Yuck.”
Chase laughed a deep rumble through his broad chest. He was absurdly tall—nearly six-seven—with blonde hair sticking up in every direction, big blue eyes, and an easy smile. “That’s what a man likes to hear when he kisses hiswoman.”
Selima grinned. “Who said I’m yourwoman?”
“Me. And I don’t mean that in a caveman, ugg ugg, beat you over the head and drag you to my cave way. I mean, you’re my favorite woman, isall.”
“That’s nice. Thank you. And so was thekiss.”
“Oh, I know.” He was cocky, self-assured, and safe in his masculinity. Selima loved that about him. Here was a man not threatened by a strong woman. “Now,” he said, coming over to her and lifting her onto the table. “I need to have a good breakfast.” He pulled her silky robe open and looked around. “Ah ha.” He grabbed the little jug of maple syrup and Selima giggled as he poured it over her breasts, then bent to lick it off. “Lay back for me,darlin’.”
She did, and he smiled down at her, drizzling the syrup onto her belly so it filled her navel, then down into her sex. He dropped to his knees and ran his tongue from her navel down to her cunt, pressing her legs apart so he could taste her properly. His tongue lashed around her clit and Selima gave a little moan of pleasure. “Just relax there, baby. Let Chase take care ofthings.”
His mouth on her, sent her senses reeling, and when he stood and freed his cock from his jeans, she almost wept at the feel of it plunging into her red, swollen cunt. “God, yes, Chase,harder…”
Grinning, he fucked her expertly, leaving her gasping, panting for air, and arching her back from the table as she came. Chase groaned, pumping cum deep inside her, then gathered her into his arms to kiss her. “God, baby, where have you been all mylife?”
Selima kissed him back. “Just tell me we can do that everyday.”
Chase grinned. “Sure thing …although we’re gonna go through alotof maplesyrup.”
She was still glowingas she made her way to class later that day, and didn’t see the man watchingher.
Enda and Raffaeloarrived at the restaurant just before their client and were sitting, chatting, when he arrived. Roger Fallwell was an American property broker who dealt with all the major property scions around the world, but Enda and Raff were surprised when he called them to talk about their project. He had wanted to meet with them on this specific day, at one p.m. and was very adamant about it, which make them scratch theirheads.
“Maybe he’s just here for one day? How did he even find out about it?” Enda wondered now, and Raff shook his head. “Noidea.”
Enda shrugged. “Ah,well.”
Raff grinned. “You are so chilled out these days, mybrother.”
Enda chuckled. “Ama,” was all he said, and Raffsmiled.
“Gotcha.”
Enda grinned to himself. Last night had been the benefit they had talked about, and he had indeed fucked Ama in a dark alcove, where anyone could have walked past and caught them. No one did, though, but it had been a thrilling rideanyway.
At home,Ama was practicing a piece she had written over and over when her phone rang. “Ama?”
It was Christina, her best friend. Ama was delighted, but Christina’s voice was trembling. “Chrissy, what isit?”
“I’m not sure …someone broke into my home this morning. I was at the store buying milk. They left amessage.”
