Itinerant Child by Sarah Osborne

Author:Sarah Osborne [Osborne, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-12-04T06:00:00+00:00

17

“Did you have a party?” Mouse wrinkled her nose as she looked at the detritus that had accumulated in the sink. She pulled a roll of garbage bags from the top of the microwave and began collecting the cartons and half-eaten pizzas. “Shit, Nitro. Open a window, it stinks in here.”

“Only a pity party, baby.” He kissed her neck and took the bag from her. “Spent a week trying to drink you outta my head.”

“Did it work?”

“Nope.” Nitro tapped his forehead. “I'm an outta sight, outta mind kinda guy, but you, punk... you just won’t leave. So if you could just grovel like a good little girl, we can pick up where we left off.”

Mouse grinned a little shakily. “Can we just pretend I grovelled? I am sorry I put you in that position, but I can't promise it'll never happen again.”

“I'm prepared to accept a blowjob by way of an apology.” Ignoring the buzzing from his cell, Nitro led her to the bedroom and pushed her back onto the bed. “Get naked, punk. I've missed that body of yours.”

Mouse did as she was told, but she seemed—he searched for the word—flat. Nitro sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her onto his lap. He recognised the signs: she'd had a panic attack—a huge adrenalin rush—and now she was coming down fast. “You gotta say if this isn't what you want, Mouse.”

“It is.” She rested her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes. “But could we just have a cuddle for a bit? I'm feeling sort of wobbly.”

“Sure.” He kissed her hair and pushed her off his lap before pulling back the duvet. “Get in.” Mouse's eyebrow raised as he pulled down his jeans. Nitro looked down at his cock, which, if he said so himself, looked fucking impressive, and laughed. “Ignore it. It has a mind of its own.”

As his little Anarchist snuggled against his chest, Nitro waged war with his dick, which couldn't understand why they weren't fucking the naked girl pressed up against him. Pretty much most of his body, and a good proportion of his brain, was in full accordance with this, but the tiny portion that was reminding him that he was a good guy was still, so far, shouting the loudest.

Mouse traced the outline of the viper on his chest with her forefinger. “You were wearing your cut.”

“Yeah.” He tried desperately to think of anything other than her warm skin against his, and that any second now her finger was going to get tantalisingly close to where he wanted it.

“Were you at the clubhouse?”

“Almost.” He'd got as far as The Drip when Maggie had called.

“Will you get into trouble?”

He'd get another fine and Carter would give him shit. “It ain't school, Mouse.” Oh shit, her hand was almost there.

He almost wept as her finger stopped moving. “Thank you.”

“Nothing to thank me for.” He lifted her chin and kissed her. “I wanted to be with you.”

Mouse yawned. “God, I'm tired.” She rolled over.

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