Page 58 of Reflex
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Alle bit her lip as Spook ground into her, his hips bucking of their own volition as he painted her skin with his climax.They’d been in a similar position to this once before, and she remembered how difficult that had been.The changes in his demeanour happened so fast.Even prepared for it, they had the potential to knock her down.
One moment she was gazing on a god, golden muscles tightening and flexing, every inch of him in control, his mind and body firmly focussed on a single outcome.Then it was gone, and he was staring at her in shifty agitation, a spectral version of the man he’d been seconds before, insubstantial enough that a light breeze would knock him flat.
Alle held onto him, refusing to let go, until his legs buckled beneath him and gravity imposed its will.He sat with a thud.
“Spook?”
The bruising around his eyes and throat suddenly seemed much more livid.
“I…” He gulped.“Fuck!”
“Please don’t say you regret that,” she mouthed.
He stared at her with glassy eyes, mouth open, each breath more jagged and noticeable than the last.Alle snatched a handful of tissues from a box on the table and cleaned herself up.Spook pulled himself onto his feet as she shimmied back into her dress.
“Please don’t run,” she begged.
Spook closed his eyes.Afraid, she watched his throat ripple as he swallowed.Then, slowly, slowly, he shook his head.“Hold me,” he managed to choke out, before collapsing onto the sofa.
Hold him.That was like music to her ears.Apparently, for once he wasn’t going to tear off and leave her reeling.Although, maybe that would be the case in a moment or three.Just in case, she opted for straddling his lap as the best position to cuddle him.“Spook, you know that was amazing.”She pulled his head down to rest upon her shoulder.
“It’s okay.I’m here, Spook.I’m not going anywhere.I’m not hurt.You don’t need to be afraid.”
His heart was galloping.She could feel the bang, bang of it where their torsos were pressed together.“I wanted to fuck your throat.”Guilt riddled his voice, made him sound hoarse.
“I know.I wanted you to, too.I’ll practice.There are probably tutorials on how to do it, right?”She gave a weak laugh, and was rewarded with a faint smile in return.
“Xane knows,” he said, which for some reason made her laugh.Maybe it was the notion of Black Halo’s lead singer giving her sex tips that just rubbed her in a funny way.“Isn’t that bad for his throat?I mean with him being a singer?”
“Dunno.Probably,” he replied.“I don’t know if he and Luthor…” He shook his head.“It’s pretty extreme.”Teeth worrying the cut in his lips, he met her gaze.“I don’t want to hurt you, Alle, but at the same time, I very much do.I guess that probably doesn’t make a whole lot of sense.”
“Spook, it makes perfect sense.”She found his hand and clasped it, folding her fingers over the top of his.“I trust you.You’ve never given me any cause to think that’s insane.You stopped the moment I needed you to.And you’ve never forced me to do anything I didn’t want.Nor will you.Is that what you’re afraid of?Why you try to hold yourself in check?Did something happen in the pas—”
He covered her mouth.
Please, his blue eyes pleaded.Not now.Don’t push me anymore tonight.I’ve given as much as I can.
“Have you eaten?”she asked, deliberately changing the subject.“Should we see if we can find somewhere that’s still open?Failing that, I guess there’s room service at the hotel.”Also deliberately, she avoided specifying whose hotel.
“If we’re getting food, we ought to see if the others would like to join us.”
“Okay,” she agreed.“I can handle that, if you can handle Ronnie tagging along too.It would be pretty rude to abandon him.”
Did he scowl?She was sure he hadn’t meant her to see it.
“He’s a good guy, Spook.”
“I never said otherwise.”
She shimmied off his lap and stood with her hand outstretched towards him.Spook accepted, though he took a moment to clean up.“Okay, let’s go meet England’s Arse.”
“Don’t call him that.”
“Captain Bubble Butt.Admiral Rear End.”
“You’re being mean.He’s just a sweet kid.”
Ronnie was only a few years her junior, same as her brother Flynn, but his outlook seemed far younger than hers, or maybe it was his whole exuberant puppy dog zest for life.“Also, I’d rather you didn’t point out to him that I spent a significant portion of our time in the studio together staring at his backside.It’s hardly professional, and it’ll only fan his ego.”
Spook zipped his lips.“Unless I catch you staring.Then I might have something to say about it.”
“No ogling men’s butts.Check.”She gave him a salute.“Anything else I’m to refrain from?”
He took hold of her hand in his.“Somehow I don’t think insisting on you not being knock ‘em dead sexy will work.”
She raised their clasped hand and kissed his fingers.“Let’s go and eat.”
