Richard: Caveman Instinct --- Gypsy Curse Book 2 (11 page)

I felt her walls clench as I hit just the right angle. Keeping in the same spot, I drove into her over and over and then bit just below her ear. Bailey squealed loudly, and her pussy clenched so tight around me, I could barely move. Pushing myself until I was ball deep, I erupted letting go, falling over the edge and shattering into a million pieces.

I cradled Bailey against me enjoying my euphoric state. Gently lying back on the bed, I carefully eased out of her, and moved her so we were spooning. I wrapped my arms around her waist and closed my eyes content to bask in my blissful state.

Bailey

Oh, shit. What had I done? I stood in front of the bathroom mirror and stared at myself. Did I look different? Had I caught the crazy bug from Richard and his family? What the hell had I been thinking last night? Oh, I know. I hadn’t been thinking. I was under some kind of mind control. I had never acted how I acted with Richard. I was a freaking virgin. What the hell had come over me?

I closed my eyes and images of Richard’s hard, naked, muscular body flashed before me. Crap, I was under a spell. It was called ridiculously hot man candy Richard. I needed to snap out of it. Sure, I had decided last night in the bath that I’d give Richard and me a chance, but it didn’t mean having goddamn sex with him before we’d even had our first friggin date. I blame the exhaustion from the day I had yesterday. I mean, what girl, or woman could resist Richard when he came out of the shower all naked and wet with water droplets sliding down his well-defined abs. I was only human. I blinked staring at myself groaning when my aching body made itself known. The ache wasn’t really a bad ache. It just reminded me of what an idiot I was.

Going to the shower, I turned on the water, and when it was nice and hot, I stood under the healing droplets. Closing my eyes, I relaxed and leaned against the wall.

Richard was still asleep when I slipped out of his embrace and quietly came to the bathroom. I think I would be asleep too if I hadn’t needed to go to the toilet, then I became wide awake when I went to the bathroom and realized not only did I lose my friggin virginity, I didn’t use protection. I was on the pill; I’d started it before I started dating Toby, but still. I knew Richard wasn’t a virgin like me. Groaning at my complete and utter stupidity, I washed myself thoroughly. Even though touching my vagina made it throb, I wanted to be thorough. I needed to make sure I found my purse once I was out of the shower and dressed. I would not be missing that pill.

Today I was going to be sensible. I was going to go find and save Jessica, and then I was going to go see my brother. I wasn’t going to touch Richard. When I touched him, I turned crazy.

Arms circled my waist and pulled me against a hard solid muscle. My eyes popped opened as Richard’s lips trailed kisses up my neck and paused hovering just near my ear. My damn body betrayed me shivering in anticipation. “Why didn’t you wake me?” His lips brushed back and forth over the tip of my ear. Dear God, my body that had been aching before came alive and I swear it purred.

I needed to reply, but as he nibbled on my earlobe then moved down to nibbling my neck, I lost the ability to speak. What the hell was this man doing to me? Be strong, a very small voice that was fading in my head said as his hands caressed my body.

“How you feeling, little Raven.” He spun me around to face him and I swallowed. He was so handsome. His day old stubble of growth that I was surprised wasn’t hurting me added to his appeal. It gave him more of an edgy look than his usual clean-shaven straight-laced corporate look.

“I like this,” I said as I reached up to rub my hand over his scuff.

He chuckled. “Thank you. I assume since you didn’t answer my question, you’re feeling okay?”

I shrugged. “I ache, but it’s a good ache.” I frowned. “I…um, well, we didn’t use protection, and I’m clean cos you’re the only man I’ve ever been with but…” 

Richard ran his fingers through his wet hair. “I’m so sorry. You make me crazy, and I know that’s not an excuse for not using protection. I promise you I have never not worn a condom when I’ve been with someone. I will get myself tested.”

I nodded. As much as I wanted to trust and believe, there were just too many things out there to catch these days.

“Whilst we are visiting your brother, I’ll get myself sorted.”

“Okay. Sounds good. Speaking of my brother, I’m getting out so I can get ready and we can go.”

“Sure. The cleaner brought clothes for you and left them in the sitting room along with your purse, too.”

“Great. Thanks.” I got out and reached for a towel wrapping it around me. I went out to the sitting room and straight for my purse. I opened it and took the pill. I wasn’t ready for any mishaps. I had a goal I wanted to achieve before I even thought about having a family. The clothes were folded next to my purse, a lacy black underwear set, black jeans, and a dark blue tank top. Still hearing the shower going, I dropped the towel and dressed.

Once dressed, I saw a hairbrush sitting next to my purse and I did my hair. Finished, I opened my purse looking for some lip-gloss and found it beside my pill packet. Seeing the pill packet again, I wondered what Richard’s plan was for the next couple of years. He was older than I was. I wondered how he’d feel about holding off at least another four years to have children. It was definitely something I needed to think about and ask Richard about. He was twenty-nine, in four years he’d be thirty-three—was that too long for him to wait to start a family? These were things I needed to talk to Richard about—but was it too early now or did I wait a couple of months or so to see if the relationship would work? I had no idea.

Richard came out of his room dressed in dark blue jeans, a black t-shirt, and black skate shoes. He looked so sexy in casual clothes. I’d never seen him in anything but a suit. The jeans fit tight and the shirt melded to his sculpted body. My gaze slowly travelled up enjoying the view pausing at the smirk on his smug face.

“I’m glad you like what you see.”

I didn’t reply. His ego was healthy enough. I turned my back on him and went to the door. “Let’s go. I want to see my brother.

*****

We hadn’t talked in the car. Richard had tried, but I was so anxious about Ethan, I wouldn’t have been able to hold much of a conversation. I felt terrible I was only seeing him now. I should have fought harder to see him yesterday. I shouldn’t have been so focused on Richard and myself and been more demanding about seeing him. Richard had been on the phone for most of the trip to the hospital. I tuned out when I knew it was business talk.

I now stood at the door to the room where my brother was staying. I was scared to open it and see what condition Ethan was in. The doctor had spoken to me when I arrived, telling me Ethan was now in stable condition, and it looked like he would make a full recovery. I told myself that was good, and maybe Ethan wouldn’t look that bad, but I was still scared. Ethan was the only family I had left. I didn’t want to ever have to live without him.

Richard stroked my back. “I can go in with you if you like? My appointment isn’t for another twenty minutes.”

I shook my head. I wanted to see Ethan by myself. I needed to talk to him just him and me. “I’ll be fine. I can do this.” Taking a deep breath in, I slowly let it out before I turned the knob and walked into the room.

Ethan lay in bed with machines surrounding him. He was hooked up to so many monitors. He looked small and weak and I couldn’t remember ever seeing or thinking of him as that. I walked slowly toward the bed so I could focus my eyes better to see him. His eyes were closed, but as I got closer, they fluttered open.

Smiling, I rushed the last couple of steps to him. “Ethan. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

He moaned and cleared his throat. I searched around and saw a bed table with a jug of water and a cup with a straw. I poured the water into the cup and brought the straw to Ethan’s lips. He sipped and I sat it back on the table.

“What are you sorry for?” Ethan croaked out

“Everything.” I looked around and spotted a chair in the corner. Going to it, I picked it up and brought it next to Ethan’s bed.

“Everything. Why everything?” his voice was a little stronger but still weak.

“This is all my fault.”

Ethan raised his eyebrow. “Yeah, how?”

I sighed and closed my eyes as guilt assaulted me. “If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t be an accountant, and you probably wouldn’t even be in Australia. You’d be in Hollywood being some big shot director by now, earning millions, in a ginormous mansion, fancy sport cars, with a gorgeous trophy wife and maybe even a baby, but because of me, you had to give up all your dreams and become my guardian, an accountant and have no life. When you finally get to have some time to yourself, you got shot at the job you should never be doing in the first place. I’m so sorry.” I opened my eyes, gazed at his hand, and reached for it holding it gently, careful of the drip.

He was quiet for a while and then I gazed up to see his chest shake and he was smiling, then a chuckle slipped from his lips. “I love how you put so much thought into all that, and that I would have a trophy wife.” He chuckled again and groaned in pain. “Don’t make me laugh, Bail. It hurts.” He sighed and closed his eyes, took a breath and opened his eyes. “Bailey, none of this is your fault.” He squeezed my hand. “I would do everything again in a heartbeat. When you were born, you were not only the best thing to happen to mum and dad, but you were the best gift to ever happen to me. From the first time I held you, I knew I would do anything for you.” He smiled, and then it turned into a frown. “Even before mum and dad died, I was missing you like crazy. I missed my little shadow. My magnet.” He winked at me. “Thanks to you I wasn’t short of a gorgeous woman. They all thought you were adorable and loved me for being such a good brother.” He chuckled. “Without you, I had a lot of time on my hands that year I was in Uni. I partied hard and had a lot of fun.” He closed his eyes. “When I got the call that night, I remember all I could think of was you. I prayed you were okay. I promised anything and everything. All the police had told me was that mum and dad had been in an accident, and I needed to come home. No one mentioned you. Do you know when I arrived at the hospital, it wasn’t mum or dad I had asked after, it was you, Bail.” He opened his eyes. “It didn’t even cross my mind that anyone else but me would take you when mum and dad died. Bailey, I could have taken you back to Newcastle and finished my degree. I could have done a lot of things, but I, me, I chose to change my study and take over dad’s firm. I’d chosen for us to stay here. I chose to take guardianship of you and if I were offered a do over, I would do it all the same again. And you know what else? I like accounting. I’m damn good at my job and I’m proud of what I’ve turned the company into.”

I nodded. I was proud of him and everything he’d done, too. Ethan intertwined our fingers. “You are the best thing to happen to me. You might be a brat sometimes, but you are not, nor were you ever, a burden.”

Tears slid down my face, and I reached up and swiped them away. I was so lucky. I had an amazing brother. “I love you. Thank you. Thank you for everything you do.” I stood and carefully leaned over and kissed his cheek. “You are the best big brother in the whole world, and I’m so grateful for you. I’m sorry for being a brat.” I brushed his hair to one side. “I just want you to start living your own life now.”

“I have a life.”

“Uh-huh. When was the last time you went out to a nightclub or a restaurant?” He went to answer put I held my hand up to stop him. “Not for work or with Britney’s mum, who don’t lie, I know you only dated because of me.”

Ethan grumbled and I laughed, feeling a weight lift of my shoulder. Ethan was going to be all right.

I left when the nurse came in to help him with some private things and waited outside his room, waiting before I got the okay to come back in.

This time, when I came in, Ethan was sitting upright with the help of the bed. He patted the bed and I went and sat.

“Come sit. Now the heavy stuff’s out of the way, do you want to tell me what’s going on with you? Tell me quick before the good stuff the nurse just gave me kicks in.” Ethan’s stern glare had the opposite effect of what it should have—it made me smile.

I shrugged, unsure if I was ready to tell Ethan about Richard and me. There was no way in hell I’d tell him I acted crazy last night and gave in to insatiable lust and wasn’t a virgin anymore. “Nothing much.” I shrugged again. “I broke up with Toby.”

“What! When? Why? I thought you liked him. He’s been your friend since primary school.”

“I do like him. I just don’t think we work as boyfriend and girlfriend.”

Ethan groaned. “This is his fault, isn’t it?”

I knew who the ‘his’ Ethan was talking of, but I wasn’t going to admit that. “Who?”

“Bailey, I’m not an idiot, and you are definitely not dumb either. Silvermans don’t know the word no. It’s not in their vocabulary when they want something. A guy doesn’t look at a girl the way Richard looks at you unless he wants something.” He moaned. “As much as I’d like to think you will stay away from him and stick to a guy your own age, I’m not stupid. Hell, I know the crush you’ve had on Zeck anytime he comes into the firm. But, Bailey, as much as I like the Silvermans, they are not what I would choose for you. The Silverman name is a very powerful one. They have lots of friends, but also many enemies. I mean, look at what happened.” He sighed. “I don’t blame them.” He lifted his hand to encompass the room. “I just don’t want you to end up in here.”

I knew the shooting had to do with the Silverman’s, but hearing it from Ethan when he was lying in a hospital bed with gunshot wounds was an entirely different ballgame. From the little I’d learned, this had to do with Stephan and Jade. Well, Jade testifying against some big name crime boss. Jade was doing the right thing testifying even if it did put lives in danger, but when this trial was over, would it still be dangerous to be around the Silvermans?