Between Us (The Renegade Saints #3) (27 page)

My chest gets tight as the air in the room seems to grow thick. I can’t talk about this with him right now. Once I admit what the problem is, there’s no going back. I’m just not ready so I need off the phone immediately.

Without thinking I blurt, “Yeah, I know. Listen, I gotta go run the vacuum. See you tonight.”

I hit end on my phone before he can say anything else. Seconds later it lights up with a text.

Flynn: We’re in a hotel, asshole. You don’t even HAVE a vacuum.

Tossing my phone across the room toward the couch I start pacing back and forth in an attempt to get myself together. I need to get ahold of myself, and soon. If I don’t, Devon is going to wind up getting hurt. I start like a scalded cat when I hear the door to the suite opening. Spinning around, I feel my heart take up residence in my throat when I look at Devon. She’s so fucking beautiful, it’s almost unfair. The sudden need to touch her is so strong, I can’t keep myself from crossing the room and pulling her into my arms.

“Hey,” she says softly. “You okay?”

“Better now that you’re here,” I admit. “I missed you.”

She hugs me tightly as we rock back and forth.

“I missed you too,” she murmurs.

For the first time since she left earlier this afternoon, I relax. It’s always easier to breathe when she’s with me. She melts into me farther, sliding her hands into my back pockets. I love this about her—the way she can just be and let things happen. Anyone else would be jabbering about the spa visit or trying to get me to sit down, but Devon isn’t that girl. I think she’d stand here with me all day if I asked her to. Minutes pass in silence. When her stomach lets out a growl, we separate with a laugh.

“Hungry?” I ask.

“Starving.” She giggles. “They fed us finger sandwiches at the spa. Finger sandwiches! Cucumber and bread just isn’t filling.”

“I called Flynn earlier to see if he wanted to join up and go to dinner, but they have plans,” I share. “We could go down to dinner with the rest of the band or we can order room service. It’s your call.”

She heads right for the desk and grabs the menu. “We’re staying in,” she declares. “After dinner settles we can raid the mini bar and eat snacks while we watch movies in bed.”

“You can eat the snacks,” I reply. “I’ll be eating you.”

After dinner is over, we each get naked and put on robes before making a bed cocoon and climbing in. Devon started this ritual at the first hotel when she found the insanely plush robes in the bathroom suite. I didn’t have an opinion at first, but I’ve quickly become a big fan. Routines are nice, when they’re with her. It’s her turn to choose the movie and she picks
Pineapple Express
. She’s a little obsessed with comedies, which is awesome.

Normally, I’d be trying to at least pretend to watch the movie, but right now I’m not even bothering. In fact, I’m facing away from the TV. Being at the spa today left her silky smooth from head to toe, and I’m enjoying running my hand up and down her legs. She hums appreciatively as I knead her left calf and then her right. I continue my journey down her right leg, lifting her freshly manicured foot into my lap and massaging it gently. Her pale pink toes are too inviting to ignore, so I lift her foot up to my mouth and run my tongue along the bottom before pulling her big toe and biting down gently. She gasps and wiggles as her eyes meet mine.

“Wow,” she whispers. “I had no idea that could feel good.”

I wiggle my brows suggestively before pulling the next toe into my mouth and swirling my tongue against it. She lets out a surprised sounding moan as I do. When I take my mouth off of her toe, I look up at her and smile.

“New erogenous zone,” I question.

Her cheeks are flushed as she nods. “It’s like a direct line,” she says softly.

My eyes travel up her legs, but my vision of her is blocked by the robe.

“Open the robe,” I instruct. “I want to see your pussy.”

She does it fast, untying the belt and spreading the robe open. I make an appreciative noise as I lift her foot and lick the inside of her arch. She whimpers several times while I give special attention to each and every inch of her foot. When I set her leg down, I do so in a way that leaves her more open to me. The sight of her wet pussy entices me to get my tongue in there, but I steel my resolve and lift her other leg instead. I give her left foot the same attention her right got, and as I do, I get to watch as she grows wetter and wetter. Setting her left leg down, I leave her spread open even more.

“Spread your lips and show me how wet you are.”

Her hand glides down, passing over her abdomen slowly as she works towards her slick sex. I know she’s taking her time to make me crazy, and I love it. When she gets to her pussy, she lets out a choked groan as she spreads herself open for me. Her clit is peeking out at me, almost begging to be licked and sucked. Ripping off my robe, I lean in and inhale.

“You always smell so fucking good,” I tell her.

Without waiting for a response, I wiggle my tongue up and down between her fingers. Her throaty gasp makes my dick throb. Getting into position, I put her legs over my shoulders and get to work. Lashing my tongue against her clit, I revel in the sound of her moans. I work my tongue up and down and from side to side, savoring her taste on my tongue as her arousal comes faster and faster. Dipping my tongue inside of her, I wiggle it around and around, slurping her up as she bucks against my face.

“Oh God, that’s so good,” she whimpers.

Taking my tongue out, I replace it with my fingers and start lapping at her clit again. Her arousal makes it easy to slide around, which I love. My dick is like an iron fucking bar right now, and I want to pound her through the goddamn mattress.

The way she fucks my fingers is mesmerizing. I could watch it all day, if I weren’t so desperate to keep eating her out.

When I latch onto her clit and tug it into my mouth, she lets out a shriek.

“Cole,” she cries. “Cole!”

Letting go of her clit, I look up at her. She’s got her head thrown back and there’s a flush of color on her cheeks and her chest. This woman looks like a fucking goddess when she’s turned on.

“You want me to fuck your clit with my tongue?” I ask.

Her head snaps forward frantically as she nods. “Yes!”

“Are you going to be my good girl and come all over my tongue?”

She nods as she thrusts up toward my mouth, desperately trying to get it back on her. I let her need build as my fingers thrust inside of her.

“Please,” she gasps. “Please!”

“Your wish is my command,” I answer.

When I slide my tongue back onto her clit, she rocks against me frantically. Her pussy clenches around my fingers as her arousal works its way down my fingers and onto my hand. I fucking love how wet she gets, love the sound of it when I’m thrusting deep. Putting my mouth over her clit, I bite down gently and then suck it into my mouth. I do this several times in a row, and my reward is that she’s dripping wet. Covering her clit again, I suck it in and swirl my tongue around right where she needs it most.

She flies apart beneath me, arching her back and thrusting her cunt up against my tongue as she wails my name. Nothing on earth sounds better than the sound of her calling out to me when she comes. If I could, I’d make it my fucking ringtone.

Desperate for her, I pull my fingers out while she’s still coming and position myself over her. Wrapping one arm under her hips, I get her into position. With my free hand, I guide my cock to her. She’s still whimpering and shivering as I thrust into her, letting out a loud yell when her cunt squeezes at me as her orgasm continues.

Going deep, I lean in and cover her mouth with mine. Her arms wrap around my shoulders as her tongue meets mine, and we kiss frantically as I fuck into her like a battering ram. I’m just aware enough to be thankful we’re in a suite. If we weren’t, the whole hotel would be banging on our door right now.

I groan when she wraps her legs around me and holds me closer as I thrust. Each desperate stroke is so fucking good I want nothing more than to come now, but I’m not going to. No, tonight, she’s going to be well and truly fucked. More so than usual.

Putting my hand between us, I start rubbing at her clit. She breaks the kiss and lets out a yell as I circle just the way she likes. Biting her lip, she looks up at me wide-eyed.

“I’m going to come again,” she cries. “Fuck me!”

I cry out when she shifts and bites down on my shoulder as her body starts bucking wildly. Her wet cunt pulses against my dick as I pound into her, the feeling of her warm honey coating it almost too good.

I fuck her through it and then pull out. Flipping her over, I get her face down, ass up. I thrust back in deep, pushing down on her lower back as I hold her in place. She lets out a series of sounds that make me fuck her harder, almost like they’re some kind of siren’s call to my dick. Her ass jiggles with each thrust, and I lift a hand from her back to smack down on it. She thrusts back against me desperately, arching her hips as she does.

Watching her ass move is making me nuts. Putting my hand beneath her, I rub at her soaked pussy, gathering what I need. Coming back up, I slide my hand between her ass cheeks and circle her rear entry with my finger. She shrieks into the pillow when I do, and I reward her by doing it a dozen more times. When I know she’s ready, I work my first finger inside of her, letting her take it all before I start moving it in and out. She takes it so damn good, moaning and arching against me as I fuck both of her holes. Pulling my finger out, I work it back in with a second finger. Her hips slam back against me as I start fucking her faster, and she wails my name into the pillow.

“Such a sexy fucking ass,” I murmur. “It would look even sexier with my dick inside of it.”

She full body shudders, her cunt squeezing my dick to the point of pain. Realizing she’s ready to take that step, I pull out. She stays still as I frantically paw at the drawer next to the bed, pulling out a small dildo and a bottle of lube.

I drizzle the lube at her opening, enjoying the sound of her whimper as I do. Taking the dildo, I insert it into her cunt.

“Reach back and hold it in place,” I instruct.

She does, her hand coming up from below to hold it inside of her. I lube my dick as I watch her start to pull the dildo out before sliding it back in. With my non-lubed hand, I spank her ass.

“I said hold it, not fuck it,” I remind her. “I’m doing the fucking here.”

She whimpers as she shakes her ass suggestively. Spreading her ass cheeks, I move forward. I groan when the tip of my cock touches her asshole, and a bead of pre-come dribbles onto it. Letting go of her cheeks, I use my left hand to hold her down while my right hand guides me in.

My whole world stops when she lets out an animal like sound and pushes back against me, allowing me inside. I sink in, inch by slow fucking inch, loving the sounds of her gasps as I do.

When I’m in all the way, she reaches back with the hand not holding the dildo in place and grips my upper thigh, like she’s trying to hold me there.

“So full,” she chokes out. “It feels so good to be so full. Fuck me,” she moans. “Fuck me now.”

I don’t need to be asked twice. My hips start slamming back and forth as my cock works in and out of her tight ass. She’s not fucking kidding about it being tight—I can feel the toy inside of her cunt, pushing against my dick through the thin wall between her ass and her pussy. I’ve always enjoyed this feeling, but here with Devon, just the two of us and a rubber toy instead of another body—it’s so much better than it’s ever been.

One hand stays on her hip as I raise the other to her throat. With a firm grip—enough for her to feel but not enough to choke her—I really start fucking into her.

“Oh fuck, Cole,” she cries. “I need to come! Please… make me come.”

That’s good since I’m about to fill her ass full of come.

“Such a dirty girl,” I groan. “Letting me fuck your ass, coming all over that toy…”

She locks up against me, her entire body shaking as she comes with a shriek. The dirty words get her every time. My dick can’t withstand the pressure of her clenching, and I yell her name as my dick unloads in her ass.

When we’re both completely wrung out, I just barely refrain from falling on top of her like a dead tree. Instead, I roll us to the side and pull my dick out. We stay like this for quite a while. I stroke her sweat-damp hair and kiss the side of her face while she runs her hand up and down my arm.

“Song?”

“Faithfully,” I admit.

She makes an appreciative sound but says no more, which I appreciate. The songs I hear tell their own story—and I’m realizing more and more what it means.

After about ten minutes she murmurs, “Shower.”

I wouldn’t have thought I had anything left to give, but once we were clean and she dropped to her knees, I didn’t last long before coming down her throat.

This woman has completely wrecked me and I don’t know how I could ever live without her.