Until the Tequila: A Killers Crossover Novella by Brynne Asher

Author:Brynne Asher
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub
Publisher: Boom Factory Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

9

Game Over

Mary

I tense in his arms.

“I’m serious, Mary. If you inked this on your skin, it means something, not just some drunken ramblings. I want to know before I take you for the first time.”

I look over my shoulder to our reflection. With the dark of night framing us from behind, only the light from the fancy sconces on either side of the mirror brightens our space. I’m naked, wrapped around Evan’s muscular body where he’s holding me easily, his hand squeezing my ass.

His eyes are on my lower back, specifically on the colorful art that decorates my skin. I got the tattoo the day I turned eighteen and was no longer a ward of the state. It looks painted on with bright watercolors in hues of greens, purples, teals, and golds. A dandelion with seeds blowing across my back. I saved up for it, planned it for years leading up to my freedom.

Freedom.

Between my fucked-up parents, the equally fucked-up foster care system, and me trying to survive, I never had a day of it until I turned eighteen.

His eyes catch mine in the mirror and I press my sex into his cock—the rough denim of his jeans biting into my sensitive skin and over stimulated clit from his charmed tongue and lips. All this time I fantasized about that tongue but I never did it justice. His mouth between my legs was pure paradise.

“It’s a dandelion,” I say.

He raises a brow. “No shit. Why do you love them so much?”

I turn away from the mirror and all I see are shadowed whiskey eyes. “When I was put in foster care for the first time, the woman was nice—the nicest I ever had. I was so little but I’ll never forget what she said. She called me a pretty little dandelion who grew up out of the cracked pavement. Then she said most people think dandelions are weeds and crush their happy spirit, but she thought they were beautiful and only needed the warmth of the sun to grow. She was the best foster mom I ever had but the courts gave me back to my dad after just a couple weeks. I never saw her again but I’ll never forget her. My tattoo means I’m free.”

His arms constrict around me and I’m crushed to his chest. “Baby. Everything you mumbled to me in your drunken state makes sense. At least I had my dad. You had no one.”

Suddenly it isn’t just my state of nakedness that has me feeling bare. “I was enough—I had to be. I survived. I’m fine now.”

He kicks the door shut behind us and starts to move. The next thing I know, I’m lying on bedding so soft, it’s a whispered kiss to my skin. Evan reaches behind him and pulls a condom out of his pocket and tosses it on the bed next to me.

“From now on, you’re not gonna be fine. It’ll be my mission to make sure you’re way more than fine, Mary.

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