Play Softly (The Devil's Share Book 4) (10 page)

“It was great. She said everything looks good, and I can resume all physical activities.”

I crooked my finger. “Then get the fuck over here, Kitten.”

She crossed the room in three strides and jumped into my arms, wrapping her sexy legs around my waist. Just the feel of her core against my abs was enough to make my semi turn into a full-blown hard-on.

I needed to get inside her. I needed it more than I needed air. I turned and headed straight for our bedroom, shutting and locking the door behind me.

“God, Kitten. I want you so fucking bad.” She tightened her legs around me and I fisted my hands in her hair, drawing her mouth to mine. I kissed her sweet lips and let my tongue explore her mouth. When she moaned against me, I laid her down on the bed, covering her body with mine. “I need to see you. I want to see all of you.”

She pulled her dress up over her head and tossed it across the room. “You too, Dash. Clothes off.” She grabbed the back of my shirt and threw it in the general direction of her dress.

I lay my bare chest on hers and placed kisses on her neck, her collarbone. I unsnapped the front clasp of her bra and let her heavy breasts free. I kissed the tops of them, the sides. I licked and sucked every inch of her I could get my mouth on in this position. I trailed kisses down her body, over her stomach, and against her panties before sliding them off her body. I spread her legs, letting my fingers work her clit. She was so wet; she was dripping for me. I dipped my head, needing a taste of her. It’d been so damn long since I’d felt her on my tongue.

“So fucking sweet, baby. God, I’ve missed this pussy.”

She moaned, “Dash. Please. I need more.”

I smiled, because I knew what my girl needed, I’d always know what she needed. I continued my assault with my tongue, but slid one finger into her slick heat. “How’s that, baby?” She didn’t say anything, but her hands tugging on my hair were a perfect response.

She was so tight. I wanted her to relax. I wanted her satisfied and boneless before I entered her. I licked and sucked, and worked her with my hand. I had her screaming in minutes. “That’s it, Kitten. Scream. I want the walls to shake when I make you come.” Yep. My dirty words did it. I feel her whole body tremble in my hands. “Good girl.” I moved up her body, capturing her mouth again, letting her taste herself on my lips. I kept my hands on her core, never stopping, never giving her a chance to tighten up. “You ready for me, baby?”

“Yes, Dash, please, fuck me.”

I aligned our bodies perfectly, entering her cautiously. “Holy…” She was so tight, she was wrapped around me so snug that I actually had to work my way in. “I can’t even… You feel like heaven, baby.”

She put her hands on my ass, urging me to give her more. “I’m okay. Please.”

Inch by inch, I buried myself to the hilt. Everything was too much, too sensitive, I was afraid to move. Afraid it would all be over too soon. I wanted to stay inside her for hours. “Lexi, Kitten, you feel…it’s been… God, baby, this isn’t going to last as long as I want it to.”

She scratched her nails down my back. “I don’t care. Just, please, I need you.”

Neither one of us was making much sense, both lost in the feel of each other. I pulled out, just a little, and then surged back in. Causing us both to cry out. “You like that?”

“Fuck. Yes. Please don’t stop.”

I did it again, and again, and again. I did it until our bodies became slick with sweat. I did it until she was screaming my name, meeting me with every thrust and begging for release. I wanted to be gentle with her, I wanted to make it last. But I couldn’t hold back and she didn’t want me to.

“Don’t stop.”

No matter how many times I was inside her, she always pleaded with me. “Not ’til you’re done, Kitten. Never ’til I feel you milk my dick.” She loved it when I talked to her like that, and I fucking loved doing it. I pulled almost all the way out then drove back in.

“Yes. Just like that. Don’t stop.”

I made love to my girl the way she loved it the best. I fucked her. I thrust into her over and over, until her body started to shake. The strength of her orgasm combined with my name on her lips was too much for me to handle. I flew over the edge seconds after she did.

Chapter Sixteen

Lexi

It was moving week. All our bags were packed, and we had one more day in the Seaside house. To say we were making the most of it was a gross understatement. We had been having breakfast, lunch, and dinner together every day. Watching movies in the living room every night. We’d gone to the beach at least a dozen times in the past five days. The beach. That was one thing I was going to miss like crazy about living here in Florida. The beautiful white sand and the peaceful sound of the waves. Sure, Texas had a coast, but it wasn’t even in the same realm as the one we had been spoiled with the past few months.

I was in our room feeding Halen when my phone vibrated on the nightstand.

Lukey:
Hey, meet me at our place tonight around 3?

I couldn’t help but smile as I typed out,
Of course
and hit send.

I knew Luke. I knew him almost as well as he knew me. And something was off. It’s like there was always something on the tip of his tongue, but he could never seem to get the words out. Everyone thought he was going to run away, take a break from the family. He’d tell me though, wouldn’t he? He’d let me know before he left us?

“Hey, momma, you done feeding that gorgeous baby?” Dylan came in the room and plopped down on my bed, holding her hands out in the gimmie motion.

I passed Halen into her Aunt Dilly’s eager arms. “She needs to burp.”

Dylan placed Halen on her shoulder and patted her back, then ran soothing circles over it. She leaned in and sniffed her head. “I’m going to miss this smell.”

I lay back on my pillows, more than content to let Dylan hold and love on my daughter. “You have baby fever?”

She chuckled. “Not yet. But I might change my tune when I can’t get my baby dose anytime I want to.” She kissed Halen’s cheek. “I think Smith might develop a touch of the fever as well once we move. He is so used to having Halen and Landry around, I think it might be a shock to his system.”

“Smith has come such a long way from when I first met him. He’s so different these days, so light and so full of laughter.” I shrugged. “He’d make a great dad. He’s fantastic with the girls.” I loved saying “the girls” when referring to Halen and Landry. I loved that we had girls. I loved that they were family. I loved that they would always have each other. Aw crap, I was about to start crying again.

Dylan brought her knees up and rested Halen on her legs so she could look at her. “Smith has a lot of anxiety about what kind of father he’ll be. He didn’t really have any good examples growing up. But I think spending so much time with Halen and Landry has helped ease his fears. He loves them and he’s so good to them. He’s beginning to see how natural it is to want to protect a child, want to give them the best of everything.”

“Whatcha doin’?” Bryan came in the room and climbed on the bed next to her sister.

“Getting my baby fix.” Dylan placed kisses on Halen’s full tummy. “And discussing whether Smith will ever be ready to have kids.”

“Smith is amazing with the girls. As soon as he doesn’t get to see them every day he’s going to start jonesing for some of his own.”

I nodded. “That’s exactly what I said.” I grinned. “What about Jacks? He ready for kiddo number two?”

Bryan shrugged. “I don’t know. I mean if it happened he’d be overjoyed, but I don’t think either one of us is ready to
make
it happen, you know?”

I laughed. “Well, it seems like kids come when they feel like it in this family.”

Dylan let Halen wrap her little hands around her aunt’s fingers. “Speaking of, where’s my other niece?”

“Drums.” Bryan reached a hand out and rubbed the top of my baby’s head. “Luke’s teaching her the proper way to break them down for travel.”

I nudged Bryan with my foot. “How did he seem?”

She knew who and what I was talking about, and she knew why I was asking. Bryan thought Luke was on the verge of running, more so than anyone. “He seemed fine, but he’s always fine when it’s him, Landry, and the drums.”

Part of me wanted to tell them about my text from Luke, about hanging out with him tonight. But then a bigger part of me wanted to keep it all for myself. Not because I was selfish with my Luke time. But because I didn’t want to see the knowing looks on their faces. This wasn’t good-bye.

“How’s my favorite goddaughter?” Luke came into the mostly dark living room, plaid pajama bottoms hanging low on his hips.

He really was so damn handsome, and I say that like you would say your brother was handsome. People called their brothers handsome, right? “She says she’s fine, and that she’s your only goddaughter so you better come up with a better compliment.”

He walked over and took her from me, snuggling her to his chest and bouncing the way she liked. “How’s my gorgeous, perfect, brilliant goddaughter?” He kissed the top of her soft little head. “I’m going to miss you, baby girl.”

My breath caught in my chest. Was this it? Was this where he said he was leaving? “You won’t be all that far away, you can still see her every day if you wanted to.”

He looked up at me, smiling. “Yeah. No doubt.”

I gave him an opening, he didn’t take it. That must mean he wasn’t going anywhere, right? “You want to watch a movie?” If he wanted to watch a movie, everything was fine. You didn’t just casually watch a movie with someone when you were about to bail out on their life. I held my breath, waiting for his answer.

“Nah. I’m all movied out. Let’s just hang on the couch and—”

“Luke, are you leaving?” I couldn’t stop the words. I couldn’t hold them in any longer. I had to know.

He stared at me, the only light in the room coming from the lamp in the kitchen. “Lex…”

I swallowed past the lump in my throat. “You’re leaving me.”

He took a deep breath. “Lexi. I’m not leaving you. I’m just, uh, I need a break. You understand that, right? I need to get away from here for a while, clear my head, figure out what I want out of this life.”

My eyes welled with tears. “We’re your family.”

He closed his eyes, dipping his head down and putting his cheek against Halen’s. “When you joined the tour, I saw the spark between you and Dash. It was instantaneous and it was hard to ignore. You two were like magnets, you couldn’t stay away from each other. It didn’t bother me at first because the only Dash I knew was the one who moved from girl to girl, never getting attached, never wanting more.” He continued his bouncing when Halen started to stir. “And then when you slept together and there was a possibility you were pregnant… Did Dash ever tell you I called him? The night at the hotel when you threw up the pill?”

I shook my head.

“I told him that I would be there for you, that I would be whatever you needed, that I’d take care of you.” He rubbed small circles on Halen’s back. “I would have stepped in, I would have been her father. I gave him an out. That night I offered to take his place, to let him off the hook. Dash never wavered, Lexi, not once. He already loved you, he already loved her.”

My tears were spilling over at this point. The combination of Dash’s love and Luke’s pain was almost more than I could bear.

“That’s when I knew. That night was when I realized you would never be mine.” He gave me a small sad smile. “It’s time Lexi. It’s time for me to go.”

I wiped a tear from my cheek. “Where are you going?”

He shook his head. “I’m not sure yet.”

“How long will you be gone?”

Another shake of the head. “Until I’m me again, until I’m ready to come home.”

“We’re your home though, right? When you come home it’ll be to Texas, to the compound.” Tears were flowing freely down my face, unchecked.

“This is my family, you and Halen and Dash…the band. Y’all are home to me, and I’ll always come back to you.” Luke’s eyes were shining with moisture too. He moved across the room and sat down on the large sectional holding his arm out for me to join him. “Come here, my little Lexi.”

I snuggled into his side, throwing the blanket over us. “I’m going to miss you, Lukey. I don’t even…” My voice broke. “I don’t even know what life is without you anymore.”

He pulled me close and kissed the top of my head. “If I didn’t think you would be okay, I wouldn’t leave you. You know that, right?”

I nodded against his chest.

“I need to do this, Lex.”

“I know you do.” I put my feet up on the ottoman and got comfortable in my best friend’s arms.

He held us tight, me and my daughter. And then he began to sing, the same song he’d sung to Halen every night since the first time the three of us met in this dark living room.

“Good night, sweetheart, well it’s time to go,

I hate to leave you, but I really must say,

Good night, sweetheart, good night.

Well it’s three o’clock in the morning,

And baby, I just can’t do right,

Well, I hate to leave you baby,