“Mom had taken off when Max was born and never told Grandma where she was. She had always told us that her mother was a horrible person and if we didn’t behave, she would send us there and Grandma would torture us like she did her.
“Grandma never stopped looking for Max. Mom wasn’t supposed to have custody of him because she was already a mess when he was born. Grandma had kept in touch with the police for years, and when my mother died, one of the detectives connected the two and
called her.
“She was surprised when she found three of us and not one, but she didn’t hesitate to take us in. Ryan had a lot of problems after that and that was the biggest reason that he and Grandma ended up so close. I think it also has a lot to do with how he is still so childlike. We give him a lot of leeway because of it.”
“I’m so sorry, Jace.”
He gave me a weak smile. “Going to live with Grandma was the best thing that ever happened to us. She was an amazing woman and in all of the years I knew her, her faith in God never wavered.
“She was the reason I found mine and also the reason I began to question it. The night I met you, we had just buried her. I was drinking because I couldn’t handle the pain and I was questioning why God would take her.”
“That night, my father somehow got my phone number and called me. He said some disgusting things; that’s why I was there.”
“I guess we have a lot more in common than we thought,” he said.
I smiled. “Sadly.”
He reached for me and pulled me into his chest. He didn’t run, and he didn’t pity me. He understood me. I looked up into his eyes. I could see how strongly he felt for me.
I put my hand on the side of his face and kissed him. Our tongues tangled and our breaths meshed and I knew that he was right: we were meant to be. “Get undressed,” he said against my mouth.
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Daphne
I stood up and wiggled out of my shorts and panties, and then I pulled off my t-shirt and bra and tossed then aside. I leaned down and took his face into my hands. I put my lips against his and we shared an intense, mind-blowing kiss. As our tongues danced, he moved his hands up and grasped my breasts, squeezing them firmly.
I gasped and intensified the kiss, trying to reach my tongue as far down his throat as I could. His hands left my breasts and slid down my sides to my hips. I broke the kiss after a few minutes. We were both breathless and I leaned my forehead into his while we both caught our breath.
His gaze was filled with lust, and his hands were inching up my back and running across my shoulders, brushing my hair away with his fingers and tantalizing me and turning me on even more than I already was.
I put my feet down on the floor and then dropped to my knees between his legs. I reached up and unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. I took hold of the waistband with both hands, hooking my fingers into his boxers. He lifted his hips, and I pulled them off of his hips and down across his thighs.
I worked them down to his ankles, and he slipped his feet out of them as I leaned in and took his hard cock into both of my hands and let my tongue make contact with the shaft. I watched his face as I swirled my tongue around he swollen head, relishing the taste of him.
I watched his eyes widen as I slipped my lips over it and engulfed his entire shaft. I sucked him all the way in until the head of his cock hit the back of my throat. Reaching down to touch his balls, I began to gently massage them as I bobbed my head up and down on him.
“Oh my God!” he choked out. His excitement made me that much more excited, and I started sucking deeper and harder. He moved his hips up and down and wrapped his hands in my hair, fisting it up and tugging on it as he thrust his erection in and out of my mouth.
He began to groan and I felt him grow and swell in my mouth. He used his grip on my hair to pull me off of him and then he took me by the arms and pulled me back onto his lap.
He gave me another smoking hot kiss as I reached for the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up over his head. He finished taking it off and tossed it aside. I loved his taut, sculpted chest. I ran my fingers across it reverently and leaned down to kiss him along his collarbone.
He took my face in his hands and pulled me back up to his lips. He kissed my mouth softly and then let his lips move down along my jaw to my throat. He kissed his way across my neck and as he did, his hands moved to my breasts and began to caress and squeeze them, taking time to tweak and lightly pinch my hard nipples.
I moaned as I felt him dip his head down and flick his tongue across one of my nipples. One of his hands was moving down between us, and I wiggled my thighs open and whimpered in anticipation of what was to come. I moaned again as his probing fingers began to explore me, gently prying my lips open and letting his thumb stroke against my swollen clit.
Suddenly, he flipped me back on the couch so I was lying down. His mouth moved straight down between my thighs. I moaned and squirmed in ecstasy as he began to suck and lick on my clit.
I felt him slide one finger up inside of me and crook it against the walls of my pussy. He moved it around inside of me, making me want to scream. I put my hands in his hair and pulled on it, opening my thighs even wider as he sucked my clit into his mouth and teased it with his tongue.
He reached up with his free hand and grabbed one of my breasts, while he continued to lick my pussy from one end to the other. It felt so good. I was grinding my pussy into his face and down on his hand and shuddering all over when the first gigantic orgasmic wave hit me.
I thanked God we weren’t in a church as I let myself go and cried out loudly. I didn’t care if the neighbors heard. It felt too good to keep quiet about it.
He licked me through the orgasm and after giving me a few seconds to recover, he pulled his finger out and began kissing his way back up my still quivering body. He licked and sucked my nipples and then moved all the way up and kissed me hard, letting me taste myself on his sexy lips.