Relinquish (20 page)

“Arrrghhhh!” she calls out and I pump into her roughly again.

She utters a little grunt with each thrust. I softly skim my fingers over her tummy until I reach her clit. I clasp her little clit between my two fingers and softly pinch them closed over and over.

“Oh! 2, oh!” she calls loudly and her hips start to move with my fingers, grinding her ass into me and my balls tighten up at the sensation. I quit rubbing her clit, running my hand up over her small tits, tweaking a nipple as I go, until I have my large hand firmly wrapped around her throat. I pull her back into my chest until she has to hold onto the footboard with one hand and reach behind her to grasp my hip. I flex my fingers tightly around her throat as I pump deep inside her. She attempts to moan, but it gets choked back with my hand putting pressure each time.

“You shut that tempting, little fuckin’ mouth, Avery. If I want you to speak, I will tell you to fuckin’ talk. I’m taking you right now.” She nods her head shortly and I grip her hip roughly as I thrust inside her wetness.
God, she feels so good, she pleases me to no end with each plunge I take.

I feel her chest constrict trying to silence her moan. I suck strongly on the back of her neck and she gives in. She calls out loudly and I feel her pussy walls clamp tightly around my throbbing cock.

Hearing the sexy rasp in her moan does me in. My cock throbs so desperately, begging for permission to release my cum inside her. I bite down leaving my mark on the crevice where her shoulder meets her neck. As I nibble and play with the skin making it a deep red, I release my thick, sticky cum inside her sweet, tight cunt.

I lazily skim my hand down her throat to her waist and pull her down on the bed to lie beside me. She keeps her back to me as I play with her hair until I doze off into a restless nap. I’m so fuckin’ tired from being up all night, I can’t help but find comfort in the woman who owns my heart.

Avery

Wow. I didn’t see things ending up like that. I thought after hearing him in the office, things were done with. I’m so glad I waited before calling Niko this time. He would have freaked out and probably killed 2 Piece. I feel like an emotional, crazy woman with him all the time. I just wish he would be up front and tell me, hell, spell it out to me what he wants and feels for me. Right when we take a step forward it seems like we get thrown backwards. Like for example with what just happened. We had earth shattering sex; he said he was taking me as his. Was that literally, me being his now, or just in the moment?

Ugh. I hate being this confused. I need to just buckle down and talk it over with him. We also need to talk about him being gone for so long. I was worried sick and he didn’t even call me. If we really are going to work and be a couple I need to set up some boundaries or guidelines or…something.

“2?” I whisper. I don’t know why I’m whispering, but for some reason it feels wrong to break the comfortable silence we are sharing.

Hmmm, I don’t get an answer. “Ummm, 2?” I say louder but again get no reply.

What the hell. I peek over my shoulder and see him wearing the most peaceful, sweetest expression and he’s fast asleep. His lips are parted slightly and with each exhale his bottom lip trembles slightly. His face looks younger when he’s sleeping and not busy worrying or contemplating a million different things. He has beautiful long eyelashes that any woman would envy, but I’d never tell him that. He would think it’s too un-manly, when in reality it compliments his gorgeous eyes. His face is extra scruffy, but still as handsome as ever. I reach out and run the tips of my fingers lightly through his beard and over his cheekbones. He has a proud nose, and soft skin on his cheeks even though they are a little weathered from riding. The contrast of our skin stands out, as I take in his rich tan and my pale fingertips.

I don’t even know his name. How can I be this crazy over someone whose real name I’m at a loss for? Staring at him in this moment, I know I’m done for. I’m crazy about him. He’s infuriating and confusing but also amazing and consuming. I feel like I’m being pulled in a thousand directions when it comes to him. Is it the right choice to stick around? I just heard all those hurtful things he said in the office but then he tells me he didn’t mean it like it sounded. Yet men say we women are the confusing ones.

He doesn’t know it yet, but I do plan to keep him. When we are finally able to hash everything out, I hope he’s okay with that. I know we both like our freedom and not being tied to anything. I guess we are kind of like wanderers, but that has to mean we’re kindred spirits, right? I’m ready to relinquish my freedom and be free with him, together. I just pray he is ready to concede as well.

There’s a light knock on the bedroom door and it stirs me out of my thoughts of my future with the man I care about. I glance at the door. That was a knock right? I chew on my lip and wait a few beats.

Thunk. Thunk.
Yep, definitely a knock. Damn it, I’m pretty comfy and don’t really feel like shifting from this position. I know if it’s Niko though, he will start beating on the door and 2 Piece obviously needs his rest. He must be tuckered out since he dozed off—without even a word—right after we were intimate. I crawl carefully out of bed, trying not to shake it too much or disturb him. Snatching up his shirt off the floor, I throw it on and make my way to answer the door.

Only it’s not a big, burly, blond Russian waiting for me, it’s a tiny female version of 2 Piece. She’s gorgeous with blonde hair and sun-kissed cheeks. She props her hand on her hip and looks at me from the tips of my toes to the top of my head. Well, since she’s doing some inspecting, I return the favor and notice this little chica has a big round belly. Hmm, 2 hasn’t said anything about dear old sister being prego, so this could be awkward.

“Hi,” I say quietly and offer up a small smile. She looks a little hesitant at first but then returns my smile.

“Hi, is my brother in there?”

“Yes, ma’am, he is asleep though. Is he expecting you?”

“No, he didn’t know I was coming. I just made a quick decision and headed down.” She fidgets with her shirt and blushes a little.

“You’re from Cali, right?”

She smiles and nods. “He’s told you about me?” she asks, surprised.

“Yes, but not a lot, he has a sister in Cali. I’m Avery, his, ummm…his friend,” I say nervously and stick my hand out like a dork. I can’t believe I’m meeting his family right now! I know besides the brothers, she’s his only family, so this is kind of a big deal. At least it’s a big deal to me. I hope one day he can meet my family. She giggles softly and shakes my hand. Great, she probably thinks I’m a goober.

“You find him, baby?” Twist asks as he walks down the hall toward us. She gets a shy look and nods at him. Oh my, looks like Twist may have an admirer. 2 would probably slaughter Twist if he knew his sister was crushin’. He smirks down at her and for the first time I notice Twist has a dimple, he may have more but right now I can only see one. “Cool, how ‘bout you come take it easy, sugar pie. Don’t want you hurtin’ after such a drive.” He wraps his arm around her and she smiles up at him.

“Okay, Avery, will you please tell my brother I’m here when he wakes? I tried calling him a couple of times during my trip down here, but he never answered.”

“Sure, I definitely will. It was nice to meet you, umm…”

“Oh yes, I’m Sadie,” she says, surprised that she forgot to say her name.

“I thought so, just wasn’t completely sure.”

She grins. “Yep, that’s me!”

I watch as she and Twist walk toward the main room. Oh my god. That is going to be interesting. I’m going to keep my mouth shut over the little looks I just witnessed, don’t want to get in the middle of something that could be brewing. I turn back in to the room and shut the door. I might as well get dressed. I’m not tired and I’m sure Niko will be floating around here somewhere. I cover 2 up with the little blue fleece blanket from the end of the bed and head to the bathroom to take a shower.

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

When I open the bathroom door, 2 Piece is sitting up in bed with his hair looking wild. It’s short, but it still gets a bedhead tussled look. I love when he has that just woken up, sleepy look on his face. He’s adorable and is always a little disoriented for a few minutes. It’s one of the very few times you ever get to witness him as vulnerable.

“Hey, free bird,” he says, his voice raspy, and my insides clench from that deep, gruff sound.

“Well, don’t you just look yummy! So did you sleep well? You looked so tired.”

He chuckles and the timbre of his laugh makes me sigh in bliss. What is it about a man’s voice that can turn us to mush?

“Yeah, I’m feelin’ better. Pussy. Sleep. Your fine ass. I’m perfect, Shorty. I do need to take a shower though.”

“Okay, well we had a visitor probably forty or so minutes ago. Your sister, Sadie, is here. She asked me to tell you when you woke up.”

“Sadie? Oh shit, was she okay?”

“Yeah, she seemed okay, Twist was showing her around and talking to her while you were sleeping.”

“Alright, then let me shower real quick and maybe we can all grab some grub or sumthin’?”

“Sure, sounds good.”

I smile and he grins back at me as he walks into the bathroom. Well, at least he seems to be in a better mood now. I think I’m going to paint my toes pink while I wait for him to get done.

A few minutes later he comes out with a billow of steam surrounding his stark naked ass. Reel yourself in, woman; do not jump him like you want to. He needs to see his sister and we need to have a serious discussion over absolutely everything, no getting distracted again by sex.

He puts on his boxer briefs. Damn, is it possible for his ass to look even better in his underwear? He turns slightly as he bends to grab his jeans.
Yep, definitely possible
. He pulls on a pair of clean jeans, a plain white t-shirt and his cut. He catches me staring and clicks his tongue at me.

“Later, Shorty, control yourself,” he says, grinning and shaking his head.

“Whatever, you know you want to call Ares to come play,” I say saucily.

His eyes widen with anticipation. “Fuckin’ right I do, but first I gotta see why Sades just showed up outta the blue.” I nod and put my nail polish back in my bag. “You ain’t gotta keep stuffin’ your shit in your suitcase, just leave it wherever you wanna,” he says and I look at him with a deer-in-the-headlights kind of stare. “It’s cool, Shorty, we will take it slow, ‘kay?”

“Yeah, I wanted to discuss a few things with you.”

“I know, but we will get to it later,” he says stubbornly and I have to grit my teeth to not argue with him. I understand he’s distracted by his sister, but he better not put me on the backburner now and use this as an excuse to not get this stuff situated. I nod and make my way out the door with him. I will not let this go, next time we are alone, we are talking.

2 Piece

Chapter 13

Avery and I get to the main room and the first thing I hear Sadie is arguing with London. Her shrill voice when she gets angry could stand out to me in a crowd full of people. She’s a fuckin ball-buster and London’s a wild cat, shit could pop off in a split second. I have no idea what they could possibly be arguing about. Those two don’t even know each other. It has to stop quickly though, or Prez will be lookin’ to throw somebody out and I’m not wantin’ to brawl with Cain’s crazy ass over shit between my sister and his Ol’ Lady.

We arrive to chaos. Cain is standing in front of London while Twist stands in front of Sadie. The girls scream back and forth at each other. London looks ready to murder my sister and Sadie just looks irritated.

“Bitch, I will smoke your ass like grass!” London screams angrily.

“Fuck you, crazy heifer, you’re psycho!”

“I am fucking psycho, you pipsqueak! Don’t you forget it next time you look at my man!”

“I was not looking at your man, for Christ’s sake, I was talking to Twist and you decided to flip out!”

“Yeah, because you were staring at Cain, newsflash, bitch, he belongs to me!”

“I wasn’t staring at him like that! I was staring because he looked familiar!”

“Sure, that’s what all the whores say. I don’t care if you fucked him in the past, he is NOT interested!”

“I never fucked him! He looks like my brother’s friend, you twat face!” my sister screeches. I have to stop this, it’s ridiculous.