Page 200 of Like Grim Death: Part One
“You sit over there, and you put your hands on my wife, you think you can tell me what the fuck to do? I don’t think so.” Even with his words, Lucifer holds me close to his chest, and I bury my face against him.
“I love you,” I mutter, the words floating. “I don’t love him like I love you.” I know I’m not making much sense, but it’s true. It’s so true. “You’re my whole life too.” I repeat those words he spoke to me, so sweet.
There’s a pause. Then Mav says, “Don’t fuck this up. Give me the rest.”
“You love me, baby girl?” Lucifer’s voice is low.
“Yes.” I smile against his chest.“Yes.”
“Good. Now fuck off, Maverick, so I can fuck my—”
Lucifer’s body jolts, and my eyes pop open as I pick my head up, feeling woozy. Maverick is gripping Lucifer’s face, hard in his hand.
“You can fuck your wife with all that blow in your system, but right now,you’re giving me the rest of it.”
“You weren’t so concerned about me while you were over there touching her—”
Maverick tips his chin up. A second passes, their faces so close together. Then Mav tilts his head, running his bottom lip over Lucifer’s. Lucifer’s mouth opens and Mav scrapes his teeth against his lips.
“Please,”he whispers, the word slurred.
Slowly, as Maverick loosens his grip, Lucifer turns to me. “What should I do, baby girl? Or are you too fucked up to decide?”
“Give it to him.” My heart is pounding so fucking hard, watching them kiss.“Give it to him.”
Lucifer’s lips tip into a smile, but he nods, then, keeping one arm around my back, he pushes his hand into his pocket and pulls out a baggie. I don’t know where he got it, and right now, I don’t ask as he slaps it into Maverick’s hand.
Maverick nods, but before he can move, Lucifer is twisting his body, pushing me to the floor.
I gasp as he widens my knees, then pushes down his sweats, his swim trunks underneath. He fists his hard cock, pushing into me without words after he shoves my swimsuit aside, his forearm coming beside my head, his other hand to my brow.
“You too drunk for me to fuck you?” he whispers, stretching me as he pumps his hips, his breath over my lips. His pupils are wide, and I should feel sad, but I wrap my arms around him, arching my own hips up, fucking him back.
“It’s how we started, isn’t it?” I smile up at him. “I’m never too drunk for you.”
His mouth slants over mine. He bites my bottom lip, and I hold him tighter as I feel a hand on my knee, widening me more.
My core heats, and Lucifer fucks me hard, kissing me, sucking on my tongue.
“Never, huh? I can fuck you anytime I want? Even with Maverick watching?”
I think for a second it’s Maverick’s fingers dancing over my knee and my body shivers.
“Anytime you want,” I repeat, holding on tight to my husband, balling my hands into his shirt, feeling the muscles in his back flex. “I’m all yours.”
He grips my jaw, turning my head and sucking on my neck.
Phantom fingers dance higher up my thigh and I suck in a breath, tightening around Lucifer’s cock.
“Yeah,” my husband whispers in my ear.“You are.”Then he plants both hands beside my body and the fingers along my knee disappear. When Lucifer pulls back, sliding onto his belly, dipping his head between my thighs, I blink in the room.
No one is there.
Maverick is gone.
Lucifer pulls my bikini aside with his teeth, holds it there with one hand, the other keeping me spread for him as his eyes meet mine. His tongue dances over my clit, then he opens his mouth wide, tasting all of me.
A whimper leaves my lips as my fingers twist in his hair, my back arching off the floor.
