Defile (Civil Corruption Book 2) by Jessica Prince

Author:Jessica Prince [Prince, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-05-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

Declan

Pulling myself from the miracle lying in that bed was the last thing I wanted to do, even if it was only long enough to toss the spent condom and wash up after having my world rocked.

It had been a goddamn dream come true, better than any memory I had—and believe me, I had countless vivid memories of Tatum Valentine. I went as quickly as I could, seeing as my legs were still shaky and uncoordinated from coming so hard.

Anxious to get back to my girl, I moved out of the bathroom and came to a sudden stop at what I saw.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I asked as Tate, with the bedsheet wrapped around her, struggled to pull her panties up without exposing her nakedness.

“Getting dressed,” she mumbled, refusing to make eye contact.

“Kind of a waste of time, don’t you think?” I asked as my feet came unstuck and started in her direction. “I’m just gonna rip them off you again as soon as I get my strength back.”

Having successfully gotten her underwear in place, she started pulling the top drawer of her dresser open and rifling through it. “It’s getting late,” she continued to mutter with her back to me. “You should go.”

“The hell’re you talking about?” I grunted. “I’m not going. I’m not done with you by a long shot.”

“Like I said,” she continued, working a T-shirt over her head, “it’s late. I’m tired.” Once she got her left arm through the sleeve, she let go of the sheet, allowing it to fall to the floor and exposing the skin of her back to me for the first time. And what I saw made my blood run cold. I’d had her completely naked beneath me only minutes before, but I hadn’t gotten to savor every smooth, creamy inch like I’d wanted, so I missed it.

“Are you fuckin’ kidding me?” I growled angrily just as her shirt fell into place.

“No, I’m not kidding,” she said, oblivious to the shift in the atmosphere as she slowly turned to face me. “I need to get to sleep, and I can’t do that with you—” She stopped talking when I grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her back around, yanking the shirt up past her waist. “What are you doing?”

“You fucking covered me?”

Tatum’s body locked up tight at the accusation in my voice. “Declan—”

“You fucking covered me?” I barked, staring down at the brightly colored flowers that spanned the small of her back. Flowers that covered the words she’d had inked on her skin the same time I had her inked on me. ‘He’s my storm on the horizon.’

“Crimson” had been the first song we’d written together. It was about us, about our love for each other. It wasn’t just the song that propelled Civil Corruption into the spotlight—it had been the song that defined our relationship. That was why, back when we’d barely had enough money to buy ramen fucking noodles, we still pooled every cent we had and went to get those lines permanently etched onto our bodies.

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