No response. I sighed and pulled her arms through her jacket, then lifted her sweater over her head and through her arms. It was a good sign that she helped by lifting her arms and leaning back, giving me better access to take off her skirt.
I went to check on the water—it was full and steaming warm. I picked her up again and lowered her feet first into the water. She drew in a sharp breath when the hot water soaked into her skin, but she sat there, waiting.
I climbed in behind her, hissing at the temperature as well. Once I was all the way in, I pulled her back to relax against my chest. She was still so pliable and vacant. There was only one way I knew how to get through to her.
I scooped up the warm water and drizzled it on to her cool, air-exposed skin, wiping it around. One hand moved around her ribs, caressing her breast and pinching her ni**les as it trailed to the front and down her abdomen. When she drew in a breath and arched against me, I knew I was on the right track.
I licked her neck, nibbling and kissing down to her shoulder. My fingers slid against her clit, and she jerked against me. I moaned as I found her pu**y lips and spread them open, giving me access and pressing one finger inside.
She was warm and silky wet, making my breath go ragged and my c**k rock harden at the thought of drowning in her. I pushed another finger in and her breath hitched as she arched against me, then relaxed.
My fingers slipped out, then back in, my thumb circling around her clit. I repeated it, moving faster, harder, teasing her as I pinched her ni**les with my free hand. Her chest rose and fell in a staccato rhythm, her back arching further, pressing her harder against my hand as I sped up, pounding my hand against her pu**y. Little guttural whimpers and moans slipped from her lips. Her eyes widened for a quick moment, then screwed tight.
I couldn’t take it anymore—her reaction had me too wound up. I reached between us and began stroking my c**k at the same speed I fingered her.
Water sloshed out onto the floor as my arms moved at a furious pace. I bit down on her shoulder and her body seized, pu**y clenching around my fingers. She shook and shuddered against me as my body tensed, fist pumping furiously.
My jaw locked down harder, screaming into her skin as I exploded into the water. I jerked with each spurt, my mouth releasing her neck as my fingers slipped from her pu**y.
I pressed my lips against the mark I’d made. It was deeper than usual and already an angry red, but it was my teeth—my mark. I loved to see her covered in me. It was hot, possessive—how much I needed to see it and have others see it.
She was mine, and nothing was going to take her from me.
Once I was calm, I leaned all the way back against the tub wall, hissing as I hit the cold portion of the tub that was not submerged in the water.
“Better?” I kissed her temple, and she tilted her head to look back at me. Our foreheads bumped as I slumped into her, happy to see life in her eyes again. Her hand cupped my cheek, and I leaned into her touch, not realizing how much I needed it.
“Thank you.”
“That’s what I’m here for—to take care of you.”
Her head stretched up, and she pressed her lips to mine. “I’m here for you, too.”
“We’ll worry about me later.” Fuck, she was so selfless when it came to me. “How was it today?”
She sighed and took my hands in hers, wrapping my arms around her waist. “It was so hard. I kept having flashes.” She paused, slipping her fingers between mine. “But at least I got some satisfaction out of the whole ordeal.”
“What was that?”
“When I had to state my name.” She turned back to me and smiled. “Adam stood up and screamed out that I was a f**king whore when it registered that I’d gotten married.”
My eyes widened and hope flooded my body. “And that reaction could only hurt his case.”
She nodded. “Mm-hmm. It was hard to talk, to answer their questions, but his constant state of aggravation was noticeable to everyone, especially the jury. At another point, he called me a lying cunt.”
I smiled wide. “Shit, his defense attorney should have sedated him.”
“I doubt he knew. Adam learned a lot from my father on how to spin things. I think he really had his attorney convinced I started it. Once the questioning began and Adam started going off, he changed his mind.”
Good. Adam’s fake innocence couldn’t combat his destructive nature.
“He was flustered when it was his turn to examine you, wasn’t he?”
Even Lila was smiling. “Very. He looked like a newbie, and even the judge was short with him.”
“He wasn’t expecting what his client really was.” I stroked across her arm over and over, drawing lazy patterns.
She pursed her lips. “We aren’t supposed to be talking about it.”
“No.” I drew circles around her breast and down her stomach. “I’m supposed to be making you forget.”
Her lips pressed against my neck. “You’re on the right path.”
After we got out of the tub, I carried her into the bedroom and laid her down on the bed. Then I did what I always did when she was upset—I lavished her body with mine, showing her my love through touch. Words would never do for her. They could never convey the truth my hands, mouth, and c**k could.
CHAPTER 15
As I was led into the courtroom, I couldn’t help but look around. I locked onto Adam, and he actually looked reserved. After everything Lila told me, I scoffed at his act. It was probably advice from his lawyer—to look repentant in front of the jury.
They’d dressed him up in a suit, shaved him, cut his hair—anything to make him look like a good boy. It was the way he held himself and the expressions on his face that gave him away.
It was odd being on the other side of the bench. I was used to being in front of the judge, not beside him. I took a deep breath to even myself out and looked at Lawrence. My hands gripped the chair in an effort to keep me calm as I braced to go through the usual retelling of events from my eyes.
Lawrence walked to the center of the floor. “Why were you going over to Delilah’s house that night?”
“We were going to have dinner.”
He looked around the room, trying not to focus solely on me. “Did you eat together every night?”
“Yes.”
“Did you notice anything strange or different that night as you approached her condo?”
I went to check on the water—it was full and steaming warm. I picked her up again and lowered her feet first into the water. She drew in a sharp breath when the hot water soaked into her skin, but she sat there, waiting.
I climbed in behind her, hissing at the temperature as well. Once I was all the way in, I pulled her back to relax against my chest. She was still so pliable and vacant. There was only one way I knew how to get through to her.
I scooped up the warm water and drizzled it on to her cool, air-exposed skin, wiping it around. One hand moved around her ribs, caressing her breast and pinching her ni**les as it trailed to the front and down her abdomen. When she drew in a breath and arched against me, I knew I was on the right track.
I licked her neck, nibbling and kissing down to her shoulder. My fingers slid against her clit, and she jerked against me. I moaned as I found her pu**y lips and spread them open, giving me access and pressing one finger inside.
She was warm and silky wet, making my breath go ragged and my c**k rock harden at the thought of drowning in her. I pushed another finger in and her breath hitched as she arched against me, then relaxed.
My fingers slipped out, then back in, my thumb circling around her clit. I repeated it, moving faster, harder, teasing her as I pinched her ni**les with my free hand. Her chest rose and fell in a staccato rhythm, her back arching further, pressing her harder against my hand as I sped up, pounding my hand against her pu**y. Little guttural whimpers and moans slipped from her lips. Her eyes widened for a quick moment, then screwed tight.
I couldn’t take it anymore—her reaction had me too wound up. I reached between us and began stroking my c**k at the same speed I fingered her.
Water sloshed out onto the floor as my arms moved at a furious pace. I bit down on her shoulder and her body seized, pu**y clenching around my fingers. She shook and shuddered against me as my body tensed, fist pumping furiously.
My jaw locked down harder, screaming into her skin as I exploded into the water. I jerked with each spurt, my mouth releasing her neck as my fingers slipped from her pu**y.
I pressed my lips against the mark I’d made. It was deeper than usual and already an angry red, but it was my teeth—my mark. I loved to see her covered in me. It was hot, possessive—how much I needed to see it and have others see it.
She was mine, and nothing was going to take her from me.
Once I was calm, I leaned all the way back against the tub wall, hissing as I hit the cold portion of the tub that was not submerged in the water.
“Better?” I kissed her temple, and she tilted her head to look back at me. Our foreheads bumped as I slumped into her, happy to see life in her eyes again. Her hand cupped my cheek, and I leaned into her touch, not realizing how much I needed it.
“Thank you.”
“That’s what I’m here for—to take care of you.”
Her head stretched up, and she pressed her lips to mine. “I’m here for you, too.”
“We’ll worry about me later.” Fuck, she was so selfless when it came to me. “How was it today?”
She sighed and took my hands in hers, wrapping my arms around her waist. “It was so hard. I kept having flashes.” She paused, slipping her fingers between mine. “But at least I got some satisfaction out of the whole ordeal.”
“What was that?”
“When I had to state my name.” She turned back to me and smiled. “Adam stood up and screamed out that I was a f**king whore when it registered that I’d gotten married.”
My eyes widened and hope flooded my body. “And that reaction could only hurt his case.”
She nodded. “Mm-hmm. It was hard to talk, to answer their questions, but his constant state of aggravation was noticeable to everyone, especially the jury. At another point, he called me a lying cunt.”
I smiled wide. “Shit, his defense attorney should have sedated him.”
“I doubt he knew. Adam learned a lot from my father on how to spin things. I think he really had his attorney convinced I started it. Once the questioning began and Adam started going off, he changed his mind.”
Good. Adam’s fake innocence couldn’t combat his destructive nature.
“He was flustered when it was his turn to examine you, wasn’t he?”
Even Lila was smiling. “Very. He looked like a newbie, and even the judge was short with him.”
“He wasn’t expecting what his client really was.” I stroked across her arm over and over, drawing lazy patterns.
She pursed her lips. “We aren’t supposed to be talking about it.”
“No.” I drew circles around her breast and down her stomach. “I’m supposed to be making you forget.”
Her lips pressed against my neck. “You’re on the right path.”
After we got out of the tub, I carried her into the bedroom and laid her down on the bed. Then I did what I always did when she was upset—I lavished her body with mine, showing her my love through touch. Words would never do for her. They could never convey the truth my hands, mouth, and c**k could.
CHAPTER 15
As I was led into the courtroom, I couldn’t help but look around. I locked onto Adam, and he actually looked reserved. After everything Lila told me, I scoffed at his act. It was probably advice from his lawyer—to look repentant in front of the jury.
They’d dressed him up in a suit, shaved him, cut his hair—anything to make him look like a good boy. It was the way he held himself and the expressions on his face that gave him away.
It was odd being on the other side of the bench. I was used to being in front of the judge, not beside him. I took a deep breath to even myself out and looked at Lawrence. My hands gripped the chair in an effort to keep me calm as I braced to go through the usual retelling of events from my eyes.
Lawrence walked to the center of the floor. “Why were you going over to Delilah’s house that night?”
“We were going to have dinner.”
He looked around the room, trying not to focus solely on me. “Did you eat together every night?”
“Yes.”
“Did you notice anything strange or different that night as you approached her condo?”
