Chapter Twenty-One
Dank
Pagan hadn’t wanted to put our shirts back on once I’d finally put a halt to things. When she’ d slipped her hand between my legs I was pretty sure I was going to blow. She’d just gotten her memory back. She wasn’t ready for that yet. We’d gone further tonight than we ever had before sexually. I wanted to ease her into things and not rush her. The only thing that saved us from taking it too far was the fact she was exhausted. Once we had stopped she’d curled up against me and gone fast asleep.
However, Pagan’s slow even breaths caused her chest to rise and fall against mine and created a friction that I couldn’t ignore. Each time her tight n**ples rubbed against me, my control slipped a little more.
“Well it looks like she’s gonna make it. Memory intact and all,” Gee’s voice surprised me. I hadn’t expected her back tonight. I pulled the blanket up over us.
“Yeah, thanks. Not exactly something I want to see. So, do you think you might could, oh I don’t know let a girl know something? I’ve been worried since I left here.”
“Shhhh… don’t wake her up. She’s tired.”
“I just bet she is. She wakes up to wild hot sex with Death. She needs her rest.”
“That didn’t happen. Shut up,” I warned her quietly so not to disturb Pagan.
Gee rolled her eyes, “Yeah right.”
“She has her memory back. She’s fine. Now go.”
Gee winked and was gone.
“You should be nicer to her,” Pagan whispered against my chest.
Damn it, Gee. She’d woken her up.
“I’m sorry. Go back to sleep.”
Pagan tiled her head back and smiled up at me sheepishly, “Well, I would but I think we may need to put on our shirts. Waking up to this makes me want to do… things.”
Knowing she wanted to do things made me throb harder. I was going to have to get up and take a cold shower. “Yeah, probably a good idea.”
Pagan pushed against me and rolled over on top of me. She straddled me and placed both her hands on my shoulders. “Or we could do things.”
Pagan sitting on top of me with her hair falling down over her shoulders topless looking like a goddess was something no man could turn down.
“What things do you want to do?” I asked as I reached up and brushed her nipple with my thumb.
“I want to take off our bottoms,” she whispered and dropped her gaze to my stomach.
Oh damn. I was a goner.
“Pagan, if we take off our pants things could go further…”
She lifted her eyes back up to meet mine and tilted her head to the side and grinned playfully. “I know. I want to go further. With you. Right now.”
All the reasons this was a bad idea ran through my head as she crawled off me and began taking off her shorts. The light blue lace panties that were left had my complete attention. She slipped her fingers in the side and stopped before she pulled them down. Why did she stop? I tore my eyes from her lacy underwear to meet her gaze.
She licked her lips nervously, “I’ve never been nak*d in front of someone before,” she admitted.
“Good,” I replied sitting up and reaching for her waist and pulling her to me. “You don’t have to get nak*d in front of me now if you aren’t ready. But if you want to then I will be a very, very happy man.”
Pagan laughed softly, “Actually you’ll be a very, very happy Death.”
I took a nip at her earlobe then whispered, “That’s right and right now Death is having very, very naughty thoughts about you. So please take off those sexy panties and crawl back in this bed with me.”
Pagan shivered in my arms, “That sure is a good way to ask.”
She moved back and slowly pulled them down her legs until she was completely nak*d. My restraint was shot. I stood up and grabbed her and laid her back on the bed before quickly getting out of my jeans and covering her body with mine.
“Are you sure about this?” I asked her as I brushed her hair back off her face and gazed down into her eyes. I could hold her just like this and be happy. I never wanted to ask for more than she was willing to give.
Pagan shifted her h*ps until my erection was nestled against her warm folds. “I want it, bad,” she moaned as I slid easily against her.
Lifting my h*ps I let the feel of my length rub against her arousal. The slick heat caused me to tremble. I wanted inside her.
“Please, Dank, please, she begged locking her legs around my hips.
I wasn’t going to be able to hold back. I needed inside her as much as she wanted me there. Placing both hands beside her head I lifted myself off her as I pulled back until I was positioned at her entrance. She was making soft little moans that made me throb harder with anticipation. Easing inside her I let the ecstasy of being wrapped around her wash over me. The tight warmth was unlike anything I’d ever felt. This could become a drug for me so easily if I let it. Pagan’s body was meant to be worshiped, and I would gladly do it for the rest of eternity.
Pagan
Dank and I made love for the first time and the second and the third before Miranda knocked on the door. Dank kissed me and disappeared before I got up and opened it for her. She’d lost her key two weeks ago and we still couldn’t find it.
“What have you been doing? I’ve called you and texted you. Jeez girl you’re hard to get in touch with.”
Miranda walked in just a talking away about Nathan being a jerk. I couldn’t concentrate on what she was saying because the realization of who Nathan was hit me. I grabbed the doorknob to keep from falling.
“Are you listening to me?” Miranda asked. “Are you sick, Pagan? Because you look like you’re about to pass out.”
Go sit on the bed. It’s okay. I know what you’re remembering.
Dank was still in here. I nodded for his benefit and walked over to the bed and sat down. “I’m good. Just got dizzy. You woke me up.”
Miranda frowned and plopped down beside me. “You sure?”
“Yes, I’m positive.”
“Well, then should I forgive him?”
Forgive who? Nathan? I was confused.
“Could you explain all that again? The dizzy thing kind of made it hard to understand what you were saying.”
And yes you should forgive Nathan because he is Wyatt. I couldn’t say that of course. But now I wanted to go hug Nathan and tell him how much I missed him. He’d think I’d lost my mind. No wonder I liked him so much.
“This Siera girl. She calls him to come change her light bulb at six in the morning and he goes, Pagan. He up and goes to fix her light. She isn’t an idiot. She can fix it herself. Why would he go do that? I don’t understand him. We had amazing hot sex last night and I wake up to a note from him saying he’d be right back that Siera called and the light was out and she needed help changing it.”
That was weird. Nathan needed slapped around a little.
“You have every right to be upset. But maybe you misunderstood him.”
Miranda shrugged and laid her head over on my shoulder. I don’t think you can misunderstand that. Guys suck. But you know that. You really liked Dank and he went and screwed that girl. Then Jay bores you. I can see it all over your face. Also I think he may be screwing Victoria again just so you know.”
Good. I hoped he screwed her lots and lots.
I patted Miranda’s head, “It’s okay. This will all make sense eventually. As for Jay, if he wants Victoria he can have her. I’ll talk to him about it. He is probably as bored with me as I am with him.”
“See you don’t even care. I wish I didn’t care. But I do Pagan. I care so much.”
Of course she did. If he was still Wyatt I’d go slap him around and get the facts from him. It was weird to think the same soul, the same being was now someone else. Someone I didn’t know all that well. I couldn’t get away with slapping Nathan around.
“I’m going to get a shower then will you go shopping with me? I need shoe therapy.”
Dank was here. I remembered. I did not want to go shoe shopping. I wanted to go sit in Dank’s lap for the rest of the day. Well, and kiss him and do other things.
“Um, I guess but I have somewhere I need to be later. Is this going to be an all day thing?”
Miranda raised and eyebrow at me, “What is it exactly that you need to do later?”
I could lie but I’d probably get caught. I decided I’d go with the truth. “I’m seeing Dank Walker again. The whole thing with the girl didn’t happen. It was another guy. I didn’t hear things properly.”
That was the truth.
Both Miranda’s eyebrows shot up. “You’re seeing Dank Walker again? Is he back? I haven’t seen him in weeks. I figured he dropped out and traveled with the band.”
I shifted my eyes around the room wondering where exactly he was. “Yep, he’s back. Not traveling. Back…” I trailed off.
Miranda looked at me strangely. “Okay. Well. I’m going to get ready and you can wake up so you can actually make sense and then we’ll go buy shoes.”
Once Miranda closed the bathroom door I fell back on the bed. Crap. I did not want to go buy shoes.
Dank’s body covered mine and his lips brushed my ear. “I’ll go work. You have fun. But tonight, you’re mine. We are going to go out and have fun. I want to take you dancing and hold you the way I wanted to that night at the club. Just promise me you’ll wear those tan boots.” Dank’s voice was low as he spoke softly in my ear. I trembled and slid one of my legs up his hip.
“M’kay. That sounds nice.”
Dank kissed a spot on my neck while his hand reached down and ran up the leg that I’d almost wrapped around his waist. “Miranda is going to be out soon. I need to go. Don’t start something we can’t finish.”
I giggled and lowered my leg. “Okay fine.”
“I love you, Pagan,” he said against my lips before he was gone.