The Story Of Us - Jones Lesley (читать книги бесплатно полностью без регистрации сокращений txt) 📗
Cam goes to slide across the seat to get closer to me but I put out my hands. “No, no, don’t touch me, don’t you dare touch me.”
I’m amazed at how calm I am when I speak, I don’t feel calm, I can barely breathe and I can’t bring myself to look at him. We drive in silence the rest of the way home, Benny pulls around the back of the shop so I can go straight up the stairs to my flat. I don’t wait for him to open the car door; I can’t wait to be out of there, as I run to the stairs that lead to my front door. Ben and Cam are both out of the car, I turn to Benny about to apologise for the mess I’ve made in the car when I see Cam handing the gun over to him, I turn back and shove my hand in my bag looking for my keys, as I pull them out, Cam snatches them from my hand. “Give them back, you’re not coming in.”
He totally ignores me, unlocks the front door and pulls me inside by my hand; he unlocks the second door and pushes me into my living room. I launch myself at him. “Get out, get out of my fuckin’ house. How dare you involve me in that!”
I scream and scratch and kick at him; he grabs my arms and pins them to my sides and drags me through to my bedroom, throws me on the bed and lays on top of me, my arms still pinned to my sides. He looks straight into my eyes. “You can scratch and snarl all you like Kitten but I’m not letting you go and I’m not leaving here until we talk, or at least I talk and you listen.”
He looks down at me, his eyes dart all over my face and I watch his Adams apple move as he swallows hard, I feel calmer now but he shot someone, I just can’t get my head around it and by the way he did it so casually, he’s obviously done it before. Fuck he was carrying a gun; does he always carry a gun, why?
“I’m so sorry you had to witness that today, I should’ve walked away, I should’ve taken your safety into consideration, and I should never have put you in danger like that. It was possibly the most stupid thing I’ve ever done in my life but when you’re calm and when you’re ready to listen, I want to tell you, I want to explain the reasons I reacted the way that I did but I am sorry, nonetheless.” He rests his fore head on mine. “Please don’t be scared of me Kitten, I’d fuckin hate that.”
I’m actually not scared of him, I never thought for a second at any time today that he would hurt me, I never even thought about the fact that I might be in danger at all. We lay in silence for a while, I can feel his heart beating against my chest and it comforts me, I love that he’s that close, I would have been a mess if he’d left me on my own this afternoon. Does that make me a bad person? Is it wrong to want to be in this man’s company after what I witnessed him do this afternoon?
“If I let go of your arms, are you gonna scratch my eyes out Kitten?”
“No… but if you don’t let go and get off me I might just piss everywhere, I seriously need to whaz.”
“Georgia! That is so unladylike.”
“Oh sorry Tiger, I didn’t realise that sticking a gun in a bloke’s mouth and then kneecapping him with two bullets in a pub car park was so fuckin’ gentlemanly.”
“You have such a smart fuckin’ mouth Kitten; it’ll get you into trouble one of these days.” Before I get a chance to reply, he grinds himself into me. “Especially with me, because for some reason, that mouth of yours makes me so fuckin’ hard.”
I don’t know why I do it but I kiss him, very gently on the left corner of his mouth, his eyes flutter closed and then open, locking onto mine. “Kitten,” he whispers and it sounds so fucking sexy that without hesitation. I grind my hips into him, then kiss the right side of his mouth, then right in the middle where I know his perfect cupids bow is hiding underneath the dark stubble that’s covering his top lip and jaw, he didn’t shave this morning and that two days’ worth of growth looks just about perfect, so perfect that I want to run my tongue over it.
Very gently, he kisses me back, his tongue runs along the seam of my joined lips, gently at first, then with a little more force, encouraging me to open and allow him access to my mouth and when I do, oh God, I spend the next five minutes being kissed like I’ve never been kissed before. He lets go of my arms and my hands instantly go to his hair, I wrap my legs around his hips and he grinds hard against me, his hands run up and down the sides of my body, from my arm pits, down to my hips and around to my arse cheeks, lifting them, forcing me into him harder. “Georgia, if you’re gonna tell me to stop, then tell me now because I won’t be able to in a few more seconds.”
“I don’t want you to stop,” I pant. I don’t, do I? Am I really going to do this? Well shit! “Cam?”
“Yes Kitten?”
“I really need a wee.”
He laughs quietly and rests his forehead back on mine, then rolls off me. “Go, have a wee but don’t be surprised if there’s nothing but a big pile of spunk here when you get back, because I will fuckin’ explode in a minute, I swear.”
“Eww, Cam, that’s gross.” He lies beside me on the bed, staring up at the ceiling.
“Go to the toilet Georgia and hurry up, I need to be inside you.”
Fucking hell.
I climb off the bed and head into the en suite and go to the toilet, then I have a quick freshen up and clean my teeth, God knows how bad my breath must be after throwing up like I did, then I decide that as I know I’m wearing nice undies… I’m my mother’s daughter after all... that I will go back to the bedroom without my clothes on. I look at myself in the mirror, my cheeks are flushed and I look the healthiest I have since my little meltdown last Sunday. Fuck, that’s all I seem to have had this week, meltdown after meltdown. I tip my head upside down, my hair is due for a perm, but I was trying to leave it until as close to the wedding as possible so it’s more wavy than curly right now and because the curls are lose, it hangs further down my back and over my boobs, I position it to hide them and head out to the bedroom wearing just my bra and knickers.
He’s turned one of the bedside lamps on and drawn the curtains, it must be late afternoon by now and it’s just starting to get dark, he’s taken off all of his clothes except his boxers and is lying back on my bed, leaning on his elbows. I could probably stand right here and with a few rubs in the right spot, make myself come just by looking at him, he is just so big and manly and sexy and bloody hell, just, my brain can’t think of a word, it can’t think of anything, not even how to put one foot in front of the other as it would seem I’ve now come to a complete standstill.
“Come here.” He beckons with his finger. Left, right, left, right I think in my head. I head toward where his long frame is spread out on my bed and I straddle him, I sit up on my knees as he sits up to meet me; he licks from the middle of my cleavage, up my chest, throat, under my chin and then plunges his tongue into my mouth. He unclasps my bra at the back and I let it slide down my arms, he pulls it off and tosses it on the floor, I watch him as he takes each of my breasts into his hands and sucks on first one nipple and then the other. I throw my head back and allow a moan to escape. He holds me under my armpits as he rubs my nipples with his thumbs “You are so fuckin’ beautiful kitten, you have the most beautiful skin, I want to lick every part of your body.”
“Do it then,” I grind into him as I speak. “Lick me Cam, lick me, suck me and then fuck me, I want you.”
He throws me down on to the bed on my back and kneels between my legs and pulls off my knickers. He bends my legs at my knees and positions my feet so that I am spread wide for him; he lifts my left leg and drags his tongue along the inside of my foot, then kisses up the inside of my calf, then drags his teeth all the way up to the top of my thigh. “I can smell you Kitten, I can smell how much you want me. I’m going to taste you now.”
