One of his hands slipped between his legs, and he jerked himself off with eagerness. Nothing else mattered when we were like this. Not the shitty bunks we slept in, or the grueling nights away on missions. The long nights away from our families and friends were in the distance. Especially when I had Paddy here with me.
It’d been this way since the day he walked in on me two years ago. The two of us sharing something that no one else knew about. That no one else could know about. Six years in the Army, three deployments and here we were.
We’d been through basic, and always made sure we deployed together. I didn’t know if I’d have made it through bootcamp, let alone the deployments ,if it weren’t for my childhood best friend. It went beyond the sexual connection we’d developed over the past couple of years. Beyond even a friendship. We were in a brotherhood that bound us in unexplainable ways.
Part of me worried that whenever we left the Army, he’d be free of me. We kept clear, no strings attached boundaries. And each time we grew too close, I felt myself giving into the fear. Felt myself, trying to pull away before he could break my heart.
Grabbing the bottle of shampoo beside him, I opened the cap and slid it down his lower back. It dripped down, and when it hit his entrance, I used it to slide two fingers in. Paddy’s groan electrified me, my cock twitching with an aching need to be buried to the hilt inside of him.
My lips parted, and I admired the way he took more of me without complaint. I fisted my erection, easing the ache while I fingered him, stretching him to take my length.
“More, Michael. Give me more.”
“You want my cock inside you, sweetheart?” My voice dropped, a teasing lilt as he pumped himself faster.
“Yes. Fuck, yes. I want every last drop of your cum inside me.”
Not wasting anymore time, I pushed inside of him, “Fuck you feel so perfect.” I smacked his ass, thrusting hard and unrelenting. And my good boy took it all without complaint. One hand still on the wall, the other on his thick dick, I took his ass until he was screaming my name and we were both spilling over the edge.
Chapter Twenty-One
“Pleasedon’tgo.”Griffinstands at the edge of the bed while I slide on a pair of brown dress shoes.
I don’t want to go, but I don’t have a choice. I have to stand beside my boss while he cleans up my mess. Callum has always been my brother first, but today he’s my boss first. In front of Camille’s family its business before blood. It’s the way it has to be in order to get Camille here.
At first I wanted her here so we could coparent and be close. Now, I want her here so she can’t take my baby. And when I tell Callum the truth of what happened, I know he’ll feel the same way. So, I can’t even tell him until we’re home and Camille is tucked away in my penthouse.
The plan was to get her a hotel this evening, but I don’t want her out of my sight. She’s going to stay here until the baby is born, and then I’ll figure out what’s next later.
I glance at Griffin, his black sweats hanging low on his waist. No shirt on, his chest is begging for me to touch, the hard muscles still there from the Army training we’d gone through. He kept up his figure and I surely appreciate it. But now’s not the time to be ogling him.
I tie my shoe lace. “I have to go.”
“I should come, too.” He drags a hand through his hair, the messy bed head look gaining further sexiness.
“You should stay. Hang out and relax. When we arrive tonight, our lives are going to be in a constant state of chaos until the baby is here. Enjoy the last day of peace you’ll have.” I stand from the bed, rounding it and cup his face in my hands. Pressing a kiss to his lips, I moan at the taste of him. I’ve fucking missed being able to touch him whenever I wanted.
“I can’t relax. Not when I know you’re going to face the cunt knowing what she did to you.”
I shrug. “She has to think everything is fine. So I’m going to make her think it is.”
“It’s not fine.”
I sigh, kissing his cheek. “Promise me when we get here tonight you’ll go along with this.”
“When are you telling Cal?”
“Tomorrow.”
“And Sean?”
Sean. I haven’t decided what to do with him, yet. Sticking his nose where it doesn’t belong. And then not coming to me when he found out what Camille did. He’s on my shit list. Though, he usually is. If it was up to me, he’d be in trouble, too. But I know everything he’s done is to protect us. So, I can’t fault him. I’m just upset he thought he needed to get evidence before he could show me what happened.
“Avoid him,” I say. I blow out a breath of hair, fixing the tie around my neck for the hundredth time. “I’ll tell him what I know another day. My priority is getting her here without a fight.”
Griffin nods, wrapping his arms around my neck. “Be careful and send me updates.”
“I will.” Giving him one last kiss, I head out of the apartment and to the car waiting to take me to the airport. I push away all of my emotions, not wanting to deal with any of them. Letting them in means acknowledging what was done to me, and I’m not prepared to deal with that.
