Page 29 of Needing More
Eventually, she pulled away and sent one last warm look to Joel before swinging her gaze to him. For a brief second their eyes locked and Vic could swear he saw a note of feminine fear in their brown depths that made his body awaken. But with a blink, the look was gone, replaced by an overly polite smile.
"I just came from the motel and guess what Herman told me?" she asked.
Realizing she was talking specifically to him, Vic's brows rose with intrigue. "And what's that, angel?"
Sapphire's eyes flashed with soft recognition at the nickname before blinking and looking away. Looking everywhere but him as she gathered herself, she pulled a pamphlet from her jean shorts. Shorts that clung to those soft hips in a way that was practically indecent. How did Hayden let her out of the house wearing those?
"Did you know that the state will pay you to take care of your father?" She waved the pamphlet accusingly at his face. "Herman told me there are all sorts of programs that will either pay you directly or provide services for family caregivers."
"You're wasting your time, sweetheart," Hayden called down from where he stood above them on the ladder. With one lastkerchunkof the nail gun, Hayden turned on the ladder steps and rested his arm on the top plate, looking down at her with an easygoing smile. "We tried telling this fool the exact same shit a year ago, but someone chose martyrdom."
"I didn’t choose martyrdom," Vic shot back.
"Could've fooled me," Hayden murmured.
"So why not take the offer now?" Joel challenged. "Apply for it now, get some sort of help with your dad even if it's just money, and find a way to spend more time on your own life and more importantly with us."
Surprising them all, Joel reached out and grabbed Sapphire's wrist. With a tug, she was in his arms, landing against his chest with a thump and a startled cry. Turning her around in his arms until her back was at his chest Joel's hands snaked around her waist and traveled up and under her shirt until Vic could see the outline of the man's hands pressing against her shirt's material as he grabbed her soft breasts.
Sapphire's eyes went wide. "Joel stop!" she cried as Joel pushed and molded at her flesh with his hands and dropped his mouth to her exposed neck, ignoring her struggles. "Not here. Not in front of-"
"Joel," Hayden said warningly above them.
Joel ignored them both and continued to massage the fatty flesh of her breasts through her shirt. "Tell Vic here that he needs to hang out with us more. He'll listen if you say it," he purred in her ear before biting the tender juncture of her neck.
Vic's blood was beginning to heat just watching the scene in front of him. Through the stretched neck hole of her shirt, he could see flashes of her breasts being molded and groped roughly in Joel's hands. It felt as if he was somehow transported into one of those private moments he had stolen to watch from just two stories above. Now only inches away from him, he could see the slight flush of Sapphire's golden-brown skin and the carnal reaction her body was having to Joel's touch. Goosebumps appeared down her arms and Vic could see the hard peaks of her nipples through her shirt where Joel's hands pushed away the bra.
"Tell Vic that the only way to bring back the third Heathen once and for all is to stop beating himself up because he thinks he's a terrible son."
Vic could feel the air around him go still even as the blood in his veins rushed to his face in anger. He had confided that little admission of guilt to Joel nearly a year ago in private. It had been one of the rare nights he and Joel had stayed late at the closed bar sharing a drink. It was not something he wanted flung back in his face.
Vic opened his mouth to say something when Sapphire let out another startled little gasp as Joel pinched her nipple. The anger within him dissipated immediately as Vic watched openmouthed as Sapphire struggled in Joel's iron hold.
"Tell him, sweetheart," Joel commanded in her ear before taking her earlobe between his teeth.
Sapphire's eyes glazed over with desire as she helplessly looked at him.
Vic swallowed heavily. He could feel his shaft lengthening in his pants as he watched her open her mouth to speak.
"Please, Vic," she began breathlessly.
The ladder next to him shifted and the sound of boots hitting the rungs clanged in the silence as Hayden came down. "Goddammit, Joel stop-"
Sapphire let out a tiny yelp as Joel's hand cupped the crotch of her jean shorts and both Vic and Hayden made a groaning sound of dismay at the sight.
Licking her lips, Sapphire tried again to speak. "Please Vic. Please apply for the benefit," she begged weakly. Her big brown eyes pinned on him.
Vic mentally recorded every detail of her desperate voice and pained expression. He would never allow himself to forget this fragile look on the normally proud girl.
"Tell him why," Joel urged evilly, his hands squeezing in emphasis.
"Please apply so you can come back…" Her voice faltered as Joel twisted her nipples.
"Come back to who, babe?" Joel's voice was half muffled against her neck as he licked and bit at her tender skin.
Vic could see the frustrated desire war with her embarrassment. Her struggle in Joel's arms was waning as Joel continued to torture her. "Come back to us!" she cried.
Vic nearly came in his pants then and there.
