“What made you decide to go out there?”
She shrugs. “You said it was safe and my therapist is always saying that I need to take baby steps into integrating myself back into the world. Your world is different than mine, but it’s the only one I have so I decided to go for it. I’m not sure I would have lasted long had it not been for Wrath.”
I withhold the growl in my throat.
“You two are close, huh?”
She thinks on it a moment. “I think he recognizes my trauma. He’s a great friend. More like a brother though. He teases me and makes me want to throttle him more than not. I never had siblings so it’s kind of nice.”
Any jealousy fades away at her words.
“I told you that we are a family. You’re part of that now. Wrath is a great brother, but he doesn’t take too many people. Especially females. He tends to avoid them because of some shit in his past. The fact that he’s not only looking out for you, which I expect him to do as my sergeant at arms but also laughed and joked with you shows you that he truly cares about you. That’s special. He doesn’t act that way with everyone, and I’ve never seen him act that way with a woman before.”
“You don’t think it’s just because of you?”
I shake my head, pulling her back into my arms. “He would take a bullet for anyone if I asked him to, but he would take one for you because you’ve found a way to become someone on his very short list of people he gives a fuck about. I had nothing to do with that.”
“He’s teaching me self-defense.”
“I know. He told me. I’m glad. You need to know how to defend yourself. I want to take you shooting sometime too. You need to know how to properly use a weapon. I want to give you all the tools so that you never have to feel like a victim again. You are strong as fuck. You just need to believe it.”
Leaning up, she presses her lips to mine. I freeze.
We have been sharing a bed, and I’ve been giving her kisses on her head or shoulder and shit, but this is the first time we have actually kissed since our date.
I give her a second of pressing her lips to mine before I frame her face with my hands, taking over the kiss. She lets me easily.
When her hands find my chest, rubbing up and down it, I pull back a little.
“I don’t want us to move too fast.”
She sighs. “I’m not fragile. I’m doing better. I’ve been waiting for you to kiss me again since you did the first time. Please don’t treat me like I’m broken.”
I growl. “I don’t want to push you too far too fast or do something to set you back.”
“You won’t. If it makes you feel better, I’ll punch you if you go too far.”
I snort. “How about you say his name? At least for now until we pick a better safe word.”
She frowns. “Fine.”
Leaning back down, I continue to kiss her as I slowly guide her back to the bed. I sit first, pulling her into my lap, her legs on either side of me.
We kiss for several minutes before she hesitantly starts to move her hips over mine. I can tell she’s not sure what she's doing, so I take the lead.
I don’t let up on my kisses as I use one of my hands on her lower back to guide her into grinding on me. I can already feel her heat through her jeans seeping into my own. She’s turned on, and so am I. I continue to guide her movements, moving my lips from hers to whisper in her ear.
“Is this okay?”
“Harrison,” she moans. “More.”
Grunting, I thrust my hips up into hers, grinding on her through our clothes as I nip and suck my way down her neck. When I reach her tits, I take one in my mouth, sucking it through her clothes. She’s wearing a bra so I use my teeth to pull it down until her nipple is poking through the fabric of her T-shirt. I latch on to it, sucking and biting it through the fabric.
I’m so close from this little bit of dry humping, but I refuse to come before her. If we are going to act like teens again, I’m going to at least be less selfish than I was back then.
The moment she comes, she moans long and loud, her entire body growing stiff as her head falls back.
I keep thrusting against her until I spill my own release in my pants. Then I hold her, kissing the side of her face as I whisper how beautiful she is in her ear.